"I'm sorry!" He screamed. He could apologize all he wanted. It still didn't change the hurt in my heart. I couldn't even look at him. My face was blank but my emotions were still there. It was all there. I think he knew. "Kathryn look at me. Kathryn!" He shook me like i was a dead body. "Stop it! Stop it! That hurts!" The tears finally came slowly. His expression changed from anger to realization of how much he really hurt me. "Kathryn. Please...what are you thinking." I pause. What was i thinking? Was i thinking that he betrayed me? After all i sacrificed he lied? "I'm thinking your father was right. I should have never trust you." He blinked. "What..." It must have hurt. What i said. Him and his father haven't spoken for years. He begged for approval from him. It all seemed so sad now. I didn't want to deal with this. I felt tired, but i always felt tired. But this was different. The kind of tired that drags at your body, your lungs, your every movement. I had to sit down. I took my oxygen mask and breathed in from it. "Drake..." I whispered. He dropped on his knees and looked at me. "Remember that time. When i...i gave you all my power, just to give you your life back." I remembered that day. My bod was flame. I am flame. It is my power. I man had been trying to kill me ever since i was a little kid. I thought he killed my parents, but i finally found out who really did it, me. I blew up. Exploded. Fire everywhere. I was only five. The man had come while me and Drake were talking. He put something in me. Poison? Drake had panicked, but then he gave me all his power. He had dark, dark, power. In fact, we were destined to be against each other. No one expected us to fall in love. I gave it all back to him and he turned fine. "I'm surprised you remember. Yea, i do." I looked at him sadly and put my forehead against his "I'm gonna die Drake. It's because what i gave to you. Your life. A life for a life." He froze, shocked. Tears fell from my eyes and they were filled with fire. "And my last memory will be of you cheating on me!" I stood not even realizing that was a bad move. I fell but Drake caught me. He cried. Hard. I looked at him and said "Sorry's just a word Drake. So is love. But it depends on who's saying it. And if it's real. For you. It wasn't. Not for anybody. But i will say it anyway. I hate you Drake. But i love you too."