AN: BTW His name is pronounced Kay-lyn. I cannot for the life of me figure out why I did not spell it that way…

Put your lips close to mine

As long as they don’t touch



I jogged up the walkway and knocked on the door. His large house still amazed me. Apparently it’d been in the family for generations. I took in all the scents as I waited, hoping it wouldn’t be too long. Summer was coming to an end, no matter how much I didn’t want it to. My heart and throat clenched up at the thought of leaving him, this place.

He answered the door and I threw myself into his arms, buring my head into his chest.

“Hey, Thena.” He muttered, a smile evident on his voice. I smiled at his use of my nickname he gave me.

“Hey, Keighlyn” I whispered, taking in his scent. Cool, like the sea, sharp like freshly ground nutmeg. It was a smell I could never forget. He turned my head up to his and gave me a soft kiss.

“Come here.” He said with a smile, taking my hand and pulling me behind him. I moved past him and threw myself onto the couch, pulling him onto me.

“No, you come here.” I said with a smile, moving up to catch his lips with mine. He pulled away.

“Wait, Thena, we need to talk about some stuff.” He said. I frowned, knowing it was about the end of summer. I didn’t want to talk about that right now.

“No, not yet.” I looked at him with pleading eyes. “Please, not yet.” He sighed and nodded.

Out of focus, eye to eye

Till the gravity’s too much

I pulled him tight against me. I love you, I thought as I moved up against him. We hadn’t said it, but I knew I did. I just hadn’t gotten up the guts to say it yet. He let out a small moan as I pushed up against him again and I smiled.



“Thena…” He whispered.

“Shhhh…” I muttered, pulling his lips back to mine. Behind us the TV news channel sputtered on, but I was oblivious. Suddenly Keighlyn jerked away, looking over at the TV. I frowned and looked as well, listening in to what caught his attention.

And I’ll do anything you say

If you say it with your hands

“These killings have brought up talk of a Resistance, John.” The newscaster on the left said.

“Resistance? Well Tony, I’m not sure what this Resistance thinks it can do. This is the government’s law. Supernaturals are not allowed to practice their powers. What’s a couple of witches against the might of our military?” He asked.

And I’d be smart to walk away,

But you’re quicksand

Keighlyn’s body tensed and he changed it to another news channel.

“-sistance is rising, trying to stop the government from suppressing Supernaturals. Just who is leading this resistance? And what do they think a band of witches can do against the Simerican Military?” The newscaster said to the camera. Keighlyn shut the TV off. I pushed him over and we fell to the floor.

This slope is treacherous

This path is reckless

“Keigh, what is it?” I asked, placing a hand on his cheek as I searched his green eyes. They held pain, fear, anger, determination. He sighed and looked at me.

“Thena, what is your view on the government suppressing the Supernatural’s powers?” He asked. I bit my lip. He never knew that I used to be Fae. Or that I gave it up for all the wrong reasons, even if I tried to tell myself it was for the right ones.

“I used to be Fae.” I whispered, looking away from him, ashamed.

Her body felt like a rock beneath me. “Did you give it up because you were ashamed?” He asked, and I could hear the anger, fear, and disappointment in his voice.

“No. I gave it up because…because I let someone that..I thought loved me convince me that it would be the safest thing, with all the violence starting against Supernaturals.” I pushed out, feeling the tears well up in my eyes.

This slope is treacherous

And I, I, I like it

“Hey,” He whispered, wiping my tears away before the fell. “Hey, it’s okay. We all do stuff we regret.” He kissed me softly. “I’m a witch.” He stated quickly. “I’m a witch, and part of why I came here was to get away from the violence.” He smiled at me. “There, now we both shared some of the past we promised not to.” I laughed and smiled at him.

“Should we share more? Summer’s almost over.” I ask, looking at him. He shook his head.

“No, it’s not over yet. There’s time for that later.” He said.

I nod and stand up, holding my hand out to him. “I don’t care.” I said, watching his eyes fill with confusion. “That you’re a witch. I don’t care. It doesn’t change who you are to me.”

I can’t decide if it’s a choice

Getting swept away

“And who am I to you?” He asked with a smirk, pulling me back onto the couch. I look at him, I love you on my lips. But I can’t say it. Not yet. What if he doesn’t? Instead I smirk back.

“Summer’s not over yet. You’ll have to wait to find out.” I say. He lets out a laugh.

“I see how it is.” He mock whines. Suddenly his phone goes off and he pulls it from his pocket, reading the message over my shoulder. Something flashes in his eyes for a moment and he sighs. “I’m sorry Thena, but you should probably get going. I’ve got some errands I have to plan out for tomorrow.”

I hear the sound of my own voice

Asking you to stay

“Please,” I whisper, putting my fingers on his lips. “Please, don’t ask me to go.” My gut twisted again. This didn’t feel right, his errands tomorrow. A little voice in the back of my head whispered, he’s leaving. “Can I…can I stay the night?”

Keighlyn smiled at me and drew me in for a kiss. “Yes, yes you can.” I smiled and leaned against him, ignoring the voice in my head. He wasn’t leaving, summer wasn’t over yet.

And all we are is skin and bone

Trained to get along

That night, Keighlyn made me dinner. He set up the table, placed candles on it, the whole deal. He made me sit at the table and wait as he brought the food out, placing it in front of me. It looked and smelled delicious. He took his seat across from me, a sweet smile playing on his lips.

“To a great summer.” He said, raising his glass. I mimic him, our glasses ringing as they touch.

“And to our last few weeks.” I say with a smile, looking away at my food before he can see the worry in my eyes. He’s not toasting to a great summer because he’s leaving tomorrow. He’s not treating you to this dinner because he’s leaving tomorrow. He’s not leaving tomorrow. There’s still a few weeks left of summer. He smiled back and nodded.

Forever going with the flow,

But you’re friction

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Keighlyn’s POV

After dinner I lead her up to the balcony upstairs. We were both getting tired, but I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. We sat down and I pulled her close to me, the warm summer air brushing against us.

“So what’s been your favorite part of the summer so far?” I asked, wanting to hear as much of her voice as I could. She curled up against me, laying her head on my shoulder. As her hair shifted and settled I took in her smell. This will probably be the last time I see her until this is all over.

“Meeting you.” She said. I smiled. Did she know that I loved her? I kissed the top of her head.

“Did I help you forget what you came here to?” I asked. I still didn’t know about her past. I figured some man had to do with the sad looks and nightmares that she had when we first met. If I ever found out who it was, I would make him regret everything he ever did to her.

“Yes.” She whispered. She sounded sad, and tired. I think she knew I was leaving. “Tell me a story.”

I smiled and nodded. Anything for her. “Once upon a time,” I began, “There was a family. It was a small family, just a boy, his little sister, and his parents. However, it was a different family. This family had special powers. They could control fire, ice, luck, among other things. There were other families like them, but the boy’s family were the strongest. His father was looked up to by all, and trusted. So when trouble began, and a group of big, bad werewolves began to cause trouble, all the families like the boys look to his father. Over time the werewolves got powerful friends. And one day, the boy came home from school to find his house on fire. Firemen surrounded the blaze, and he found out that all his family had been caught inside. With his father gone, the families like the boy’s look to him. He was now a young man, and it was his turn, they said, to step up like his father had.” I paused and looked down at Thena.

At some point she had fallen asleep. I picked her up and carried her into the room, continuing my story. She needed to hear this. Even if she was asleep I hoped somewhere, her mind would file it away, and give it to her when she needed it most.

This slope is treacherous

This path is reckless

I sat on the edge of the bed with her, not wanting to let her go just yet. My phone was going off, probably a message telling me time was up. They could wait.

“But the young man wasn’t ready for that mantle. So he packed what little things he had left, and ran. He hopped on a flight and the next day, stepped off in France. His family had a home here he was going to live in for the summer. Maybe then, he thought, maybe then he’ll be ready. However, he met this woman. She was beautiful, and smart, and funny. Despite all that had happened to him, she made him smile and laugh. She had hair the color cinnamon and eyes bluer than the sea. Her laughter made all his worries go away.” I kissed her cheek, blinking away the tears that were threatening to form. In her sleep she whispered my name. I took a deep breath and continued.

“Without telling each other their pasts, they spent the summer together.It was the best summer of the boy’s life. But he knew, he had to go back home. He had to take up his father’s mantle and find justice for his people and his family. He couldn’t ask this wonderful woman to do that though. So, when he couldn’t ignore his summons any more, he spent his last day with the woman, wishing he didn’t have to go. Wishing she knew that he loved her, and always would. Then, finally, he left, leaving behind the only thing that still mattered to him. He promised, after this war was all over he’d find her again. But that could take years, and he was afraid she might find someone else in that time.” I stopped, unable to speak anymore.

I tucked her into the bed and quickly scrawled a note, explaining everything as best as I could. At the end, against my better judgement I left my number. I couldn’t resist. I brushed a loose strand from her face, taking her in one last time, then walked out of the house.

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This slope is treacherous

And I, I, I like it

Two headlights shine through the sleepless night

And I will get you, and get you alone

A black figure walked into the bedroom, steps not making a sound, and snatched the note Keighlyn had left. It looked down smugly at the sleeping form of Athena, then walked out.

Your name has echoed through my mind

And I just think you should, think you should know

I leaned against the wall, looking down at the bed, feeling as if I’d been punched in the gut. Keighlyn was gone. I’d searched the whole house. Nothing. There wasn’t even a note. I held back my tears, not wanting to cry. This wasn’t Keighlyn. Something was wrong. He wouldn’t have left like this. He had to have been forced.

I stood up and clenched my fists, my sorrow turning to anger. Anger at whoever forced him away. I was going to find him. I had to find him.

That nothing safe is worth the drive and I would

Follow you, follow you home…

I’ll follow you, follow you home…

I set my suitcase down and looked around. I was back. The trip was over, and even though I felt a part of me was missing, I knew what I had to do. I pulled out my song journal and began writing. I had to write everything down. I had to get my songs out there, get famous. Once I did that, if he didn’t notice me then at least I could afford to pay for a PI to find him for me. Keiglyn may have been forced to leave, but who ever made him was going to find out that it wasn’t that easy to get rid of me.

This hope is treacherous

This daydream is dangerous

This hope is treacherous

I, I, I like it



Trecherous by Taylor Swift

AN: I just noticed that two of those shots are in build mode. Sorry guys :(( And sorry for the long chapter. I just couldn’t stop. There was so much that had to get out in this chapter and no good place to cut it in half!!