“Oh yeah, I ******* believe that!”

Eden’s eyes flew open.

“And how are you going to buy this house?”

Her father and step mother were arguing again. She supposed they thought she would sleep through this little spat as well. Not. Her head phones fell off in the night and her I-pod had died, using the last of its battery power. Now she had two choices. The first was to lay here listening to them argue and try to fall back to sleep, or to wake up entirely and put her laptop to good use. She decided the latter would suffice more for her well being.

As she waited for it to come out of it’s sleep state, she could still hear their mumbled words through her headphones. Turning the music back on to where she had left it playing the night before, She turned it up enough to not hear anything else. It seemed like things had gotten worse since she had been home. When her little brother wasn’t here they argued a lot more, but still that didn’t make a difference. Pulling up her home page, Eden quickly went through checking her messages on each of her main sights and her e-mails. That was done in a matter of three minutes.

Sighing heavily she wondered what she could do to keep herself occupied and away from the bastards arguing at eight in the morning on a Sunday for gods sake. As her stomach began to gnaw on it self, she decided it would be a good time to eat quickly, at least they would stop long enough for her to eat and go back to her room.

Things really hadn’t been any different this vacation than they had been last time. Except that this time she and Victor were on much better terms. They had spent some time together on Friday. She had went up to his camp with him to swap out wood stoves. It had been nine degrees outside and didn’t get any warmer inside for over three hours. It had taken them that long to set up and install the new woodstove.

Although they had gotten along that day, she was a bit upset with some things that happened. Again she regretted in the back of her mind seeing him so early. They were both still too taken over by their previous relationship to ignore one another in the most animalistic of ways. In the end, though Victor had tried to kiss her and get her to kiss him, Eden had said no to him for once. She had a reason to now, she had Elizander in her life and she would do nothing to ruin that.

Eden had allowed cuddling, that wasn’t cheating in her book, she cuddled with many of her guy friends. Victor had fallen asleep in her lap, because in the end they both knew it was not good for him to be too close to her neck. He was much like an animal in that way. He liked her scent, it drew him to her like the way wolves are drawn to one another. As well as they were both aware of the fact that her neck was the one area that could get her to give in to just about anything.

That evening had been quite hard on both of them, but they had survived it. In fact Victor had planned to hang out again sometime soon. Even though she knew it would be a lot more work to keep him off and herself in check, Eden had agreed to it because she still regretted what she had done to him in the first place. She felt she owed him what ever he wanted, but was standing her grounds on that demand being herself. In the end Victor knew she was with Elizander, and Eden knew she was happy where she was, even if he wasn’t completely happy with her.

After taking the time to get up and get breakfast, Eden took a shower and got dressed before going back to her music and reading another book. Nothing extremely special was happening today until her music had a pause in it and she heard her fathers voice. Pulling out the headphones she listened close.

“And now Victor’s back in the picture, as friends.” she heard him say sarcastically.

With a disgusted sigh, she put her headphones back in a turned the volume up louder. She was tired of hearing the same ****. No one would ever believe her so why did it matter, why did she care? In the back of her mind she knew she should let it go, but she hated people doubting her. Her father had never liked Victor because of his history and the age difference, if not for the soul fact of him being the opposite sex wasn’t enough. He seemed to hate him more since they had almost gotten into a fist fight about her curfew, and the night Eden had come home crying after breaking up with him. No one knew the whole story behind that except Victor and Eden.

In the end she knew she was wrong and shouldn’t expect everything to work out, because it wasn’t possible. She couldn’t have everything work out right unless there was some way to split herself in half, give them each a half to keep. Both sides would be equal in the way they acted cause she was all together always an agreeable person unless it came to someone doubting her ability to think for herself.

She wanted to be with Victor because of who he was, they connected on levels that no one else had seemed to connect with her before. Yet she knew she had never had choices outside the small world of her hometown, so how could she find someone here without looking, how could she be sure he was the one.

In her mind she still never regretted breaking up with Victor, she only ever regretted hurting him. She hoped he would realize one day, that she wasn’t the only choice in the world, even if she was the best he’d seen so far, in his mind. He would be off into the military again in a matter of days, and Eden did not want to deal with losing someone again. To her it seemed a selfish act to not take someone into her life because they were going off to fight for their country, but she’d had too much heartache from the deaths of the people she loved, she didn’t need to tack another one up there. It would be bad enough if something happened to him while he was over there and they were only friends.

Eden hoped that he would come back alive only so that she would not have to suffer his loss, but in a very disturbing way, she hoped something would happen to make things simpler to take care of. She did not wish him dead in the least, only she hoped that something would happen to make him forget her, or make it impossible for them to be together as anything more than friends.

Victor would be leaving any day now, and all she could think of was how much she wanted to make him happy and how much she wished he would just disappear from her world.

Sighing at these disturbing realizations, she found her self unable to regret any of it.