i've been begging
for some answers

Dominic held his foot on the gas petal and tried to keep himself from gripping the steering wheel. Everything had fallen apart within a few days and before his eyes he watched the one thing he charished the most go down the drain. That was Bella, but it wasn't totally over. The lunch date the two they had perviously was full of tears and meaningful words that still left Dominic in the 'Non-Trustworthy' zone of the complex mind of Isabella Lily Cullen. He couldn't blame her. The whole thing with Kit was something that wasn't planned, of course. How the two even got that close to kissing was questionable to him, but it wasn't like he could really give a real explaination for what happened. It did and nothing could change that. As he headed for a small resturant located closest to Kit's house, Dominic began to wonder to himself.

What if he wanted it to happen? What if he actually.. enjoyed being with Kit that night? Yeah, there was always that feeling he got when he was around Kit, but he never had the intention of following through with anything. The two had chemistry and that was noticable to everyone at school. Even though the girl and boy fought most of the time and sometimes couldn't stand to be around each other, everyone saw the attraction when they weren't yelling. While in class, Dominic would find himself looking over at Kit and when she stared back he'd get back to his work. At lunch he'd crack stupid jokes that sometimes only she would get. And while the two were just alone, which was rare, that's when the actually understood each other. What made Dominic think that nothing would happen between them eventually? He always pictured being with Isabella, he hadn't thought about not being with her, but after the summer that Kit and him started talking is when he doubted himself. Dominic was a boy and even though he was so in love with Bella, he couldn't just stop thinking about Kit. That was his dilemma.

Dom let off the gas as he spun the wheel counter clockwise into the parking lot of the resturant. He was expecting to be early, but also hoping he wouldn't be. The boy couldn't think about what was going on anymore. Everything seemed to be doing his head in. Not only did he have to figure out the Bella and Kit thing, but he needed to find a job to start paying rent for Charlie's dad, which was what he should've been doing awhile ago. Not to mention he had to check in with Natalia when he could get the chance to see her. Dominic searched for a free space and parked his Ford Focus into the slot, taking the keys out of the ignition, and laying back in his chair. "Ugh." He groaned and tossed the keys onto the passenger seat before bringing his hands to his face. What to do.

i've been begging
for some answers

The knock on Dominic's window was unexpected and sent the boy flying to the roof of his car before looking at the glass to see a familiar blond behind it. Dominic took in a deep breath as it sank in. He had realized that this was something that they needed to talk about, but maybe he needed more time to think about what he was going to say. He hadn't even gotten that far. There was nothing he had rehearsed in the mirror before he left and nothing that was in his mind to say to her. What was there to say? Dominic's lips created a small smile and he swiftly leaned over, grabbed his car keys from the passenger's seat, and opened the car door with his other hand quickly. The wind blew gently across his face and his smile hadn't faded away once he was fully out of the car and door slammed shut. Dominic stared at her and he felt the wave of emotion he had been dreading. It was several feelings in one second that were all the sudden hanging above him. "Hey," He tried to voice, but the word only came out as a whisper. Absently Dom's arms wrapped around Kit's small frame and he lingered in the embrace.

What if this was the last one he would ever share with her? Their friendship had been damaged because of one stupid drunken night that turned his world upside down. Of course, he might've enjoyed what happened between Kit and him if he could remember, but did she really deserve all this drama that suddenly was flying around? Neither did Bella or Charlie, who thank god was saying little as possible about it. Even though it was the both of them who got them into this mess, he felt as if he were the one who could've prevented it all. Dom knew that he could've too. His arms were forced to return to his side and Dominic stared at Kit with a half hearted smile. "Let's go. I wanna see what you like so much about this place." The boy broke the silence and turned to his right to head for the entrance, his arm absently wrapping around Kit's waist as they headed for the restaurant.

They reached the small door to the building in front of them and Dominic pulled it open, holding it so Kit could slide past him and into the cool space. The weather wasn't all that bad, but at the same time it felt too hot to stay outside for longer then fifteen minutes. Dominic took in a deep breath as he followed Kit and the cold air blew on his face and the back of his neck. It was a nice small place and it was deserted, which was actually a relief for Dominic. He didn't need Bella thinking more then she already was. Her face was in Dominic's head as they waited to be seated. Bella wouldn't be that happy that he met up with the blond, but it hasn't like he was going to just stop talking to her. Kit was important to him as a person. "You're right about it being cozy in here. Nice place." Dominic commented into Kit's ear as a hostess approached them wearing a big fake smile and her brunette locks up in a bun. "Table or booth?" She asked in a high pitched voice as she grabbed two menus from a stand in front of her. "Uh, booth." Dominic answered and looked over at Kit with his eyebrows and mouth making an awkward face. The two followed the hostess to an empty booth right next to a window that thankfully didn't have the sun beaming down on them. "Thanks." He said to the girl and slid into the opposite booth across from Kit. This is where he had a feeling that things would get awkward. Silence fell over them.