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Serena

With a small groan I turn around and head back.

I search the area where Nathan and I were talking but can't find my purse. It must have been stolen.

Stomping my foot I mutter "Shit."

I look over at Nathan on the bench and glare at him. Right now I just want go home!!
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~~~~~NATHAN~~~~~
"Shit."
I look up and she's looking around for something.
Somehow I cant resist going to help her.
I sigh as I get up. "What you looking for?" I ask.
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Serena

"What you looking for?"

"My purse." I say not bothering to look up from the pavement.

"You know what this is all your fault." I state finally looking.
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~~~~~NATHAN~~~~~
"My purse." she says still looking down.
"You know what this is all your fault."
I sigh. "Probably...usually is" I say as I start looking for it.
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Serena

"Probably...usually is"

"Forget it. My purse is gone." I say.

Walking over the bench Nathan was sitting on moments before I take a seat.

"What I said before...forget it. I was temporarily insane."
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~~~~~NATHAN~~~~~
"Forget it. My purse is gone."
She walks over to the bench.

"What I said before...forget it. I was temporarily insane."

I follow and sit by her. "I cant" I say quietly.
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"I cant"

"Why?" I ask just as quiet.
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~~~~~NATHAN~~~~~
"Why?"

"I don't know. I just...can't" I say.
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"I don't know. I just...can't"

"You have too." I state standing up. I begin to pace back and forth in front of the bench.

"Nathan...you and I had our chance and we blew it. You, me....us...it doesn't exist anymore, it can't exist. Your with Liz now."
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~Liz~

I watch as Serena hurries off after Nathan. I should of gotten after him myself. To tell you the truth, I'm not so sure why I didn't go after him. I love Nathan...don't I? Or maybe I've been desperetely trying to convince myself of it for the past couple of years.

God, I don't even know what the hell I'm feeling anymore! Why did Khivar have to walk back in in my damn life after all these years?? Why the hell did he have to ruin everything for me!?

If I ever get my hands on him, I swear I'll kill him myself. Him and that other freak, Nicholas.

But right now I should probably go to Nathan and try to explain some stuff to him. I have to make thing's right between us.

I get though the crowd of people and head towards the doors that lead outside. Once I'm outside I quickly scan the crowd and spot Nathan sitting on a bench. With Serena.
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