Only Kyle Sequel: Only a Matter of Time

Part 5: The last chance

I didn't want that...I loved Kyle, and I didn't want this field filled with sad memories. I would try to get him back, even if the rejection killed me.

Zach coughed behind me and I jumped. "I'm going home to tell the gods about Melissa and Marcus," he said, moving away from me but shoving me gently in the back to move forward to Kyle, "I hope they'll be able to do something. We at least know their location now."

Kyle nodded and began to walk with Zach, who was starting the pathway in the sky and giving me frantic looks to do something with Kyle.

I gave him protesting looks back but I finally caved in, taking a deep breath before I spoke.

"Wait." I said.

Zach and Kyle turned around to look at me simultaneously as I felt my heart leap into my throat.

"Kyle...I need to talk to you."

Zach put his hand on Kyle's shoulder and shrugged. "Good luck," he said with a smirk as his wings appeared from behind him and carried him into the sky. Kyle and I watched as he flew into the clouds and closed the gateway once he had disappeared into the sunset.

Kyle looked annoyed, and he sighed and turned around to look at me face to face. He obviously didn't expect Zach to leave him alone with me.

"Kyle," I began as I twiddled my fingers, "I'm-"

"I don't want to hear it Jessica," Kyle interrupted me as he stepped forward and put his hands up. "Don't waste your time."

"You don't want to hear that I'm sorry?" I asked, "or how everything I said...was the complete opposite of how I feel?"

He sighed and looked at me straight in the eyes. "Not really, Jessica."

I felt a little stab to my heart, and a little sense of irritation from somewhere inside of me. He wouldn't even give me a chance?

"I never knew you could be such a jerk," I said hurtfully, thinking that this whole plan might have been a big mistake.

"I'm a jerk when I'm hurt, Jessica."

"And I'm sorry for that," I replied, looking at him as gently as I could, "you know I am. But I couldn't stop it. I didn't want you to get hurt and Melissa...she was very...powerful."

"You know I'm fine on my own. I always have been even before I met you." Kyle said, looking at me with an almost flat look. "I don't need someone protecting me."

"I'm sorry then," I snapped, moving away from him a few feat, "I'm sorry that I was worried about you and that I cared, because you obviously didn't want me to."

"It's not that I don't appreciate that you were thinking about me Jessica," he said, moving forward and closing the gap between us, "I just don't want you to get hurt. Especially over something like that...and you did, which makes it even worse."

I cupped my elbow as my gaze drifted to the side. "I...was just trying to protect you," I mumbled.

"I know," he replied, "just try and not to the next time."

I looked up at him with shock, to see his face completely calm, no smirking or even a glint of humour in his eyes. He was serious.

"You don't want me to care about you?" I squeaked, my eyes scanning him for his response intently.

"Because it worked out so well the last time." He said sarcastically.

"What exactly do you want from me, Kyle?" I sighed exasperatedly, "I've told you the truth about what happened, I said that I'm sorry, and I've said that I want everything to be okay between us again. What is it that's holding you back? Do you not trust me? Or are you still hurt?"