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Journal Entry: Wed Mar 18, 2015, 5:54 PM



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I have no idea what's going on, but I did this right.

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C “Candy Rain” by Soul for Real

E “Ex-Factor” by Lauryn Hill

W “Waterfalls” by TLC

I “I Still Believe” Mariah Carey

L “Last Night” Az Yet

S “Sweet Love” 112

O “One Mic” by Nas

N “Never Gonna Give You Up” Rick Astley

5 “5th Symphony” Ludwig Van Beethoven



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Tagged Namey Thing

Journal Entry: Wed Mar 18, 2015, 5:54 PM



Tagged by :iconobsess-confess: and :iconimperial-radiance:
I have no idea what's going on, but I did this right.

Song Challenge


C “Candy Rain” by Soul for Real

E “Ex-Factor” by Lauryn Hill

W “Waterfalls” by TLC

I “I Still Believe” Mariah Carey

L “Last Night” Az Yet

S “Sweet Love” 112

O “One Mic” by Nas

N “Never Gonna Give You Up” Rick Astley

5 “5th Symphony” Ludwig Van Beethoven



Picture by Matsuri Hino
Coloured by Satinels
CSS by 16thSquadSanseki
Overprotective
Sixteen

As the diner continued to fill, I grew more and more restless.  I knew that Cohawk was a bit of a walk for a giant, but it felt like I had been waiting forever.  Viv kept an eye on me as best she could, but as the hostess of the diner, she had to leave me once in awhile.  I couldn't help but steal looks over towards the top of Luke's blond head.  I wished he wasn't such a jerk.  Maybe waiting with him would have been better than waiting at the front of a busy diner for giants.

“Come on, Ronan,” I muttered.

“Is he your boyfriend?”

I glanced up at Viv who was smiling as she reorganized the menus.  “Huh?”

“The one you're waiting for.  Is he your boyfriend?”

“He's a giant,” I said matter-of-factly.

She nodded.  “Oh yeah!” She giggled.  “I forgot.  Of course he's not.”  She turned back to the menus, ignoring my reddened face.  I wanted to ask if it was really such a big deal if Ronan was my boyfriend.  Was Cohawk really so different from Peaceburry?  She turned back around and tightened her apron.  “But what about your dad?”she asked with a puzzled expression.

“What about him?”

“Mr. Walters said that your dad was a giant?”  She shook her head.  “That can't be right.”

“Oh, no it is,” I corrected her.  “He's my stepdad.”

She cocked her narrow hip to the side.  “So you're tryin to tell me that your mom... a human... married a giant?”

I frowned.  I didn't understand the big deal. “Yeah.  I guess so.”

She shook her head with a disbelieving expression.  “I can't believe how much time's have changed.”  She reached into her pocket to grab something, but then decided better for it.  “Heh... well... if he's ever in Cohawk, he's more than welcome here.  Mr. Walters is all about promoting equality.  We don't have the funds to serve the little ones—”

“We're not little,” I promptly reminded her.  “We were here first.”

“Ahh, but last I checked the world was trying to make changes for us,” she said with a snap of her gum.  “The temperature has dropped, the trees are growing taller, it's like we brought your world back to life!”

“That's your opinion,” I said.

“Read the Scripts,” Viv went on.  Her voice started to turn sour.  She narrowed her eyes towards Luke's booth and then turned back to me.  “Has your father even read the Scripts of the Conservative Giants?”

“No.”  I didn't even know if that was true, but honestly I didn't want to agree with Viv about anything at that point.  Man, I was wishing for Ronan, but at that point I considered asking to go sit back next to Luke.

“He should,” Viv went on.  “It's a good read.  It really opened my eyes about what giants have brought to this world.  It's not just yours anymore, lima bean.  Changes are coming and it won't be long before—”

“Table for two?” a giant voice said overhead.

Viv snapped her attention away from me and smiled at the two giants at the counter.  They were both about ten years older than I was and I shuddered back a bit against counter as they all loomed overhead.

The friendlier looking of the two giants nudged his friend.  “Ah, ah, ah,” he said.  “You're forgetting.  We have one more.”  He stooped down out of sight for a moment and emerged with a drooling, chatting four year old.  His eyes lit up immediately when he noticed me.

“Little!” he squealed loudly.  “Little girl! Little girl!”

The giant not holding the child looked down.  “Oh!  You're right, Sam.  There is a little girl on the counter.”  He waved.  “How are you doing there?”

I blushed and shied away.  “Alright,” I said.

“Aren't you just the cutest thing?” he purred.  His hand started to come forward and before I had a chance to yelp, a sloppy finger ran down the top of my head.  “Darling.  Is she with you, Viv?”

“Naw, I'm afraid not,” Viv said.  “I'm just watching her for Mr. Walters until her friend gets here.”

He arched a brow.  “We having a human support group team meeting that I don't know about?”

“He's a giant,” Viv said.  Her face changed slightly.  “She's from Peaceburry.”

“Oh, I see,” the giant said.

“Little girl! Little girl!” The child continued to scream.  “Daddy!  Gimme!  I want! I want!”

“No, no, no,” the giant said, pulling him away from me so he couldn't grab.  “She's not a toy, champ.  She's a person—”

“Noooo!” the child wailed.  Gallon sized tears started to come to his eyes.  “I want!  I want her!”

“Aww... let Sammy hold her for a bit,” the other giant cooed.  “He isn't gonna hurt her.  Are you, champ?”

My eyes widened.  “Uh... I don't want to be held—”

“I'll be good!  I'll be good!” Sam wailed.  “Gimme!  I want!”

“I don't want to—” I tried again.

“You don't mind do ya, Viv?” the other giant asked.  “Sammy just wants to hold a human for a few minutes.”

“You can ask me!” I shouted.  “And the answer is no!”

Viv shrugged, ignoring me.  “I don't have a problem with it.”

“What?”  I shot my head towards her.  “You have to ask me!  And I said no!”

“There we go!” the giant said happily as he took me up in a lose fist.

“Stop that!” I screamed.  “Please!  Aren't you people listening?”

“Now,” the giant said, “settle down a bit, Sammy.  You have to be calm, remember?”

“Gimme, gimme, gimme!  My!  My little girl!  Mine!”

The two giants chuckled fondly as Viv watched the scene with a glint in her eye.  I felt my eyes watering.  I couldn't even see Luke as my world rocked and the one giant held me out in front of the large child.  I tried to escape, but they all seemed to be focused on the child.

“Now, be gentle, Sammy,” the man said.  His hand started to hand me over and another loud yell escaped.  Large and slimy fingers wrapped around my waist too tightly and I squirmed in agony.  “That's a good grip, Sammy,” the man continued to coo.  “Hold her tight so you don't drop her.”

“Mine,” Sammy said proudly.  He brought me up close to his drooling face and smiled.  “Little girl!”

“I'm not little and I'm not a girl!” I shouted.  The child's face contorted in anger.

“Mine!” he yelled in my face.  My ears rung as he shouted again.  “Bad girl!”

“Now, calm down,” the giant holding the child said.  “You need to be nice—”

“She's bad!” Sammy wailed.  He smacked his lips and opened his mouth.  “Go bye bye.”

“Hey wait!” I wailed.  I swear the giants around me were still laughing.  This wasn't happening.  This was a nightmare.  This wasn't happening.  The child's maw opened wide and I found myself heading right towards it.  Teeth as large as my head loomed over head.  “Stop!” I tried one last time as warmth breath that smelled like canned vegetables washed over me.

“Bad doll—er—hey!”

“What the hell is going on here?”

The voice's stopped laughing.  The child's mouth shut.  Gentle fingers started to pry me out of the child's grip.

“Hey!” one of the giant's roared.  “You can't do that to my kid!”

“And you can't do that to my girlfriend!” the new voice shouted.  I felt myself being freed from the child's grasp and he started to wail loudly.  “What are you doing?  She's a person!  Where... where the hell is Luke?”

“It was just a joke,” a familiar said in a chiding voice.  Viv.  “He wasn't really gonna put her in his mouth.”

“It certainly looked that way,” the new voice grumbled.  The world shifted as I was moved and finally a familiar and safe face came into view.

Ronan.

My eyes watered.  “You're here.”

“Are you alright?”  his near black eyes searched me over.  “Oh my God, you're not.  You're shaking...” his eyes narrowed and he lifted his head.  His cheeks were red and I swear his hand rose in temperature.  “You're lucky you're holding a kid.”

“It was just a bit of fun,” the one man said indignantly.  “She's just a human.  Sammy wasn't going to hurt her.”

“Sammy... is a child,” he growled.  “He was going to put her in his mouth.  What if he bit her, huh?  What if he swallowed her?  What then?”

“He wasn't going—”

“She has a family, you know,” Ronan went on.  “Your closed minded bastards.”

“Hey now, that's enough,” Viv said.  “We can't have that type of talk in here.  I'll report you to Mr. Walters.”

Ronan's eyes widened.  “Mr. Walters?  As in Luke Walters?”

Viv nodded as the two men and their child finally shuffled away.  “Yeah, he's the boss and he won't take kindly to this type of treatment of his customers.”

“What about his treatment of her?” Ronan shot back.

“She...” Viv frowned.  “You're taking this to seriously.”

“Where's Luke.”

I shot my head up.  “Ronan, it's okay,” I said softly.  I couldn't deny that I was thoroughly shaken up.  “Let's just go.”

“No,” Ronan snapped.  “First he messes with your head.  Then he kidnap you.  Then, instead of watching you he leaves alone in a diner with some floozy waitress who doesn't give a shit about your rights.”

“I do give a shit!” Viv squealed.  “It was just a bit of—”

“Fun?” Ronan interrupted.  “How about I shrink you down and put you in that kid's mouth? Does that sound like fun to you?”

“Ronan,” I tried.

“Where's Walters?” he asked again.

“I'm right here, O' Connor.  Calm down.”

Ronan whipped his head around and me along with it.  To my shock Luke actually looked a little nervous.  He shifted nervously on his feet as Ronan looked him up and down with me cupped in his palm.

“I'm sorry, Maya Jones,” he said, still facing straight ahead so he could look at Luke.

“For... for what?”

“For not protecting you... even if you don't like it,” he said.  “But that's something I intend to fix right now.”  His fingers curled around me and I was blanketed in darkness as the world moved again.  I felt myself drooped into what felt like a hammock and I squirmed around.  Something twitched behind me and I tried to find the light again but it was too far above me.

“You were supposed to watch her,” Ronan said overhead.  “You were supposed to keep her safe.”

“She was fine,” Luke said.  I could tell his voice shook slightly.  “I didn't know Viv would do that—”

“She was gonna be okay.”

“You're fired.”

My eyes widened.  Ronan stiffened.

“Are... are you kidding?” Viv squealed.  “You... you can't do that!”

“I'm the owner,” Luke said.  “I can do whatever I want.  You can manage the place behind the scenes, but you're not working front of house or waiting here ever again.  I can't have that.  I'm trying to change this place around, Viv.  And you doing that stuff... it can't happen.”

“But... but...”

“That's enough,” Luke said.  “Take the rest of the night off.  I'll see you Sunday.”

Something slammed overhead.  “All this for a human?” Viv asked.

“No,” Luke said.  “All this for all humans.  Get out.”

More crashes came from overhead and a door rung and slammed shut.

“That's still not good enough, Walters,” Ronan said.  “You're no better.  You took her without asking.  That's kidnapping.”

“I wanted to bring her someplace safe—”

“You call THIS safe?” Ronan roared.  I felt him step forward.  “I warned you, Walters.  I warned you what would happen if you messed with her again.”

“Yeah?” Luke asked.  “What are you gonna do?  I just wanted to talk to her.  If she was so uncomfortable she coulda called the No Hate Alliance.”

“What could you possibly wanted to talk to her about?”

“That's my business.”

“Well, I'm making it mine.”

“And how's that, O' Connor?”  Luke was starting to sound bored.

“Like this.”

Before I had a chance to understand what was happening, the darkness shifted back for a moment before it lunged forward again.  Skin collided with skin and a loud cracking sound filled over head.  I heard stumbling and people rising from their booths.

“What... what the hell!” Luke shouted.  “Are you fucking nuts!”

“You had it coming,” Ronan said.  “I won't say it again.  Stay.  The.  Hell. Away.  From.  Her.”

The same door opened and closed and Ronan's boots pounded below me.  I heard others shouting at him, but he didn't turn back and soon the shouts faded into silence.  I shuddered in the darkness.  

“Just give me a few minutes to calm down, Maya Jones.”  Ronan's voice was softer now as he continued to walk.

“Can't I come out?” I asked in a timid voice.

“No.  Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don't trust myself to touch you, yet.  I think you've been scarred enough by giants on this day, huh?  Just... five minutes, May.  Believe me, I want to hold you and I want to see you... but I want you to be safe before anything else in my hands.  Can you give me five minutes?  Please?”  His voice cracked at the end, making my eyes water all over again.

“S-sure,” I said in a trembling voice.

“Are you alright?”

I shook my head.  “No... no not, really,” I admitted.  I sniffed hard and went to wipe my eyes as the tears started to come.  “They didn't even see me as a person.  They weren't listening to me.  If you hadn't come—”

“Stop,” Ronan tried.  “You're okay... you're strong.”

“I'm not that strong,” I said through my tears.

“Maya, I just need five more minutes.”

“Take... take all the time you need,” I muttered.  “I understand.”  I didn't, but I couldn't tell Ronan said.  He saved me.  Again.  “You really are like a white knight,” I said softly.

Ronan stopped moving.  “To hell with waiting five minutes,” he grumbled.
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Fifteen


“So... can I get you something to eat?  I don't like to brag but I have an 'in' with the owner.”  

Luke tucked his wallet back into his jean pocket with a smile.  I don't think he had yet to pick up on the fact that 1) I didn't care, 2) I wanted to go home and 3) I was still planning on reporting him to the No Hate Alliance.

“Oh come on Maya,” Luke said again, leaving over the table for a moment.  “I just told you some major news.  Aren't you going to say anything?”

“I told you.  We're not going to have some kumbaya moment just because we both come from cross-species families.”  I shook my head.  “I want to go home, Luke. I promised Ronan was going to meet me at the park and I didn't show up.  He's going to wonder where I am.”

“I saw him.”

“You... what?”

“As I was... escorting you from the park,” Luke went on.  “I saw him.”

“And what?  Did you say anything to him?”

“I might have.”

My face paled.  “What... what did you say to him?”

“Just that you were gonna be late and to try back at 6.”

I jumped up from my seat.  “You... you what?  How could you say that to him?  What's he going to think now?”

“I don't know,” Luke said.  “And frankly, I don't really care.  Do you actually like that guy or something?”

“That's none of your business.”

“Hey, I told you something private about me.”

“That was your stupid choice,” I said.  I tried to glare at him.  I didn't understand it.  Why... why were so many giants more than ready to give me information that I just didn't want?  I didn't care if Ronan's real name was Ronnie.  I didn't care that Ronan was a special.  And I certainly didn't care to know about Luke's half-family.  But then... something dawned on me.  “I'll tell the whole school about this if you don't let me go.”

His confidence finally settled.  Thank.  God.

“You... you wouldn't,” he muttered.  “Maya, I told you this—”

“Why you told me is your own problem,” I said.  “I didn't ask.  I didn't want to know.  I don't care that your father is a human.  You hear me, Luke? I.  Don't.  Care.  Why would you even tell me in the first place if it's something you want to be kept a secret... wait a minute... how are you keeping that a secret?”

He frowned.

“It is a secret, isn't it?” I challenged.

“Only a few people know,” Luke said.  I guess at this point he realized that he was pretty screwed.

“Does Evans?”

His face darkened.  “N-no.  He doesn't know.  He just knows that my dad's a real hardass.”

“Is he?”

“He is.”  He looked away for a moment and staring up at him, I almost felt bad.

Almost.

“You shouldn't have told me,” I couldn't help saying.  “Despite us having that in common, Luke.  You... you were horrible to me.  To all humans.  I don't even know how you're getting away with so many secrets.”  It was hard to think about how many secrets lingered around Luke.

Dating humans for fun.

His stepfather being a human.

I wondered what else lurked behind those friendly blue eyes.

“How is your dad even scary?” I couldn't help asking.  He looked surprised.

“I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore,” he said.

“Call me curious.”

“You mean you want more ammo to use against me.”

“I guess you'll never know,” I said.  “Speak.”

“Do you... do you remember back in the day when humans and giants were kept pretty seperate?”

“No,” I said.  “I was too young and so were you.  Get to the point.”

“There was a particular human,” Luke went on, “Sunny Days.  Do you remember reading about her in the papers?”

“The first human to fight to have her marriage legalized with a giant,” I said.  “Once again, Luke.  Everyone knows that.  Get to the point.”

Luke started to trace a long finger around his coffee mug.  “Well, there were always rumors circling around her.  About being a special.  How it was rare, but it happened. They said she was a charmer on giants.  That she had the rare ability to get giants to do what she wanted.  There was always a worry that her husband only fell in love with her because of that.  Human specials are extremely rare, but they're out there.”  He smirked.  “I wouldn't be surprised if you were one.”

I narrowed my eyes.  “Not biting on that,” I muttered.  “What does this have to do with anything?”

“I think my stepfather is a charmer.”  His eyes flickered up to mine.  I gazed back with a blank expression.  “So... don't you think anything about that?  Don't you have anything to say?”

“I... I don't care, Luke,” I said.  He looked hurt and for a moment I almost relented.  But I wanted to go home.  And though Luke seemed like he was having a rough time and just needed someone to talk to, I had to remember who he was.  He worked with a pusher.  He had his friend charm humans into liking them.  He called us simple.  And yes, though he said the same thing about giants, I was sure there was more to the story than that.

“Not at all?” Luke tried.  I could see desperation in his eyes.  “He might have charmed my mom into dating him.”

“That's his and your business, not mine.  Luke... I want to go home.  I don't want to stay here.  Cohawk isn't the most friendly of towns for humans.  It's yellow light for a reason.  And it's going to start getting dark soon.”

“You'll be fine if you're with me,” he said.  “I'll protect you.”

“Geezus, I don't want to be protected.  I want to go home.” I checked my watch.  “It was five minutes long ago.  I want to go home.”

“How can you just blow this off so easily?” he snapped.  I could tell that he was starting to lose his cool and his patience, but honestly I didn't care.  I didn't ask for this.  “I'm telling you that my father is a human.  That's he's a special.  That he might have charmed mom into marrying her!”

“And what does anything of this have to do with me?” I snapped back.  “I don't care!”

“I told you we had things in common.  I wanted to apologize to you.”

“And so you have,” I said.  “Apology excepted.”

“Don't you want to know anything about me?” he asked.  “About why my dad hates who he is?  About why he forces everyone in the family to carry the name of the Republic of Conservative Giants even thought he's a human himself?”

“I don't care about the Republic,” I muttered.  “I know what being a Conservative giant means.  And no, I still don't care.”

He slammed his heavy fist on the counter.  “Well, why not?” he snapped.

“Don't think that I'm going to be intimidated by you!” I shouted.  Several giants in the diner turned their attention towards us but I focused on Luke.  If he was going to 'protect' me as he said, than I might as well take advantage of it.  “You thought that just by handing over some random information about your family that—”

“It's hardly random.”

“It's random to me because I don't see the point.  I don't care.  I don't know how many times I can make this clear to you.  I don't care.  You did some horrible things and you think I'm suddenly going to think you're a not so bad guy and you have a deep past?  Luke you're...” I trailed off, knowing how much this was going to hurt him, “... you're a bad person. You do bad things.”

He stiffened in his seat.  “You... you don't know anything about me.  Not really.  Not yet.  But I'm trying to tell you—”

“You don't have to win me over,” I said.  “And you don't have to explain yourself. If you want to act like slime and trick humans into dating you for fun or to get some sick kick with that asshole, Evans, be my guest.  Just stay... stay the hell away from me.”

My phone buzzed in my pocket.  I looked up at Luke.

“You may as well get it,” he grumbled.  “I guess this isn't going anywhere.”

“I guess it's not,” I said.  I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. Ronan.  It was hard not to smile.  “Hello?”

“It's good to know how much a promise worth Maya Jones is worth.”

“Ronan, you don't understand,” I started.  “I...” my eyes flickered up to Luke.  What I said next could change everything.  I had to watch my wording.  Despite everything I still didn't want Luke to get in so much trouble.  Not yet.  “I... uh... I fainted at the park.”

His voice changed immediately.  “Are you okay?”

“I'm fine!” I squeaked.  My eyes drifted over to Luke's.  He looked as surprised as Ronan sounded.  “I'm okay, really.  Someone picked me up and took me indoors so I wouldn't get sick.”

“Are you at home?  Do you want me to come over?”

I blushed.  “I'm... I'm not at home,” I whispered.  “But... but I do want you to come over.”

Luke's eyes widened.

“Well, where are you?” I could hear him shifting around, even his steps rung heavily over the phone.  “Maya Jones.  Where are you?”

I swallowed hard.  “C-Cohawk.”

Movement stopped over the phone.  “Cohawk?  What the hell are you doing in the next town?  Stay where you are.  You know about that places' reputation.”

“I'm with someone,” I said.  “Another giant.  I think I'll be okay.”

“Isabelle?” he guessed.

I shook my head.  “Uh... no.  She wasn't the one who found me and brought me here.”

“Maya...” Luke said in his booth.  His eyes flickered up to the waitress from before who was watching the scene unfold.  I'm sure she was wondering the same thing.  Whether she should come over.  Cohawk really didn't have the friendliest reputation when it came to humans...

“Maya Jones!” Ronan's voice brought me back to the present.  I heard a door slam.  “I'm coming to get you.  Where are you?”

“What is this place?” I asked Luke.  “What's it called?”

He frowned.  “He won't like it,” he said softly.

“Who the hell is that?” Ronan snapped.  “Are you with a guy?  Do you know him?”

“He's from school,” I said.

“Well, who is it?” he asked.  “And where are you?”

“Where are we?” I asked Luke again.

“The red, white and black diner,” he muttered.  “But he won't like it.”

“The red, white and black?” I said over the phone.

“Of all places in Cohawk and you're there?  Does your dad know?”

“N-no,” I stammered.  “Not exactly.”

“So why didn't you call him?”

“I... uh... I didn't have my phone right away.”

“Who are you with?” Ronan asked again.  “I'm on my way.  Who brought you to Cohawk and that redneck diner of all places?  Who.  Are.  You.  With?”

I bit my lower lip.  It was now or never.  “Luke,” I said quietly.

Silence.  Footsteps.

“Luke.”  His voice didn't question.  He knew.  “At the park.  Luke saw you passed out at the park and... now you're in Cohawk.  With him.  At the redneck diner.”  I swear I could hear the disapproval in his voice and without warning or reason my eyes started to answer.  Luke looked at me with a nervous frown.

“Yes,” I said.  “That... that's who I'm with and that's where I'm at.”

“Maya Jones,” Ronan said.  “I'm only going to ask you once and if you're nervous to answer me because he's there, I want you to tell me.  Did you actually pass out in the park?”

“Yes.”

“Did Luke really bring you to Cohawk?”

“Yes.”

“Did he bring you there without asking?”

I pinched my eyes shut.  Luke couldn't hear the questions, but I'm sure he had an idea of what was going on.  “Y-yes.”

Ronan sucked in a large gasp.  “He took you,” he said lowly.  “I saw him leave the park, but I didn't think... I'm on my way.”

“Ronan, wait!” I started to squeal but the phone disconnected until I had a chance to calm him.  The anger in his voice was hard.  I worried for Luke.  “He... he's on his way,” I said.

“And what exactly did you tell him?”

“Only the truth,” I said, tucking my phone back into my pocket.

“And what was that?”

“That... that's my business,” I said.  “You shouldn't have brought me here.”

“I had to talk to you—”

“But that doesn't mean I had to talk to you,” I said back.  “He's on his way and after he picks me up, I don't want you to talk to me ever again.  I don't want you to look at me.  In fact, I want you to pretend that I don't exist.  I don't want to have anything to do with you and I don't care about your weirdo father and his hate of his own race.”  I shuddered.

“Maya—”

“Prove you're not a monster by listing to a human for once in your life,” I said.

“I always have to listen to a human!” he said.  “My stepfather—”

“Is your stepfather,” I said.  “You should still listen to him.”

“You don't know him.”

“And I don't want to.  And I don't want to know you, either.”  I lowered my eyes.  “I'm... I'm sorry, Luke, but that's how I want it to be.  I won't report you to the No Hate Alliance, but I will if you ever touch or grab me again without asking.  That's not just me, Luke.  That's the law and you're not above it.”

“Maya, if you only knew the whole story...”

“Everything okay, here?” Viv appeared at the side of our booth like a giantess angel, here to take me away from this hell.

“We're fine,” Luke grumbled.  “A friend of hers is picking her up.”

“Oh good!” she said.  “Another human?”  she looked over her shoulder.  “Though it is getting a bit late...”

“No, it's a giant,” Luke said.

“Her father?” Viv tried.  “I'd love to meet him.  A father of a human daughter...”

“Her friend from school,” Luke said.  “We're fine.”  He started to wave her away but I ran to the edge of the table.

“Actually,” I said.  “I wouldn't mind waiting for him at the front desk,” I said.  “Do you mind?  You work the register up front, right?”

She nodded hesitantly.  “Uh... s-sure,” she said, looking over at Luke.  “I can watch her until her friend comes.  If that's okay with you, Mr. Walters.”

“It's not fine.”

“It's not your choice,” I said.  “I don't want to spend another moment sitting at this table with you.”  I turned up to Viv and tried to smile.  “I'd like to wait for my friend up front, please.”

She nodded again.  “Sure thing, lima bean,” she said.  “Uh... how exactly do you want me to get you there?  Don't tell me you intend to walk?”

“You may carry me,” I said, flashing a look at Luke.  “Thank you for asking.”

He flinched and looked away with a red face.  “Fine,” he grumbled.  “Wait up front.  But I'm not leaving until O' Connor actually shows up.”

“He will show up,” I said.  “Don't bother.”  I crawled into Viv's awaiting hand and she pulled me up slowly with a giggle.

“It's been a while since I've held a human,” she said.  “Pardon me if I'm a bit jerky.”

“You're fine,” I said, smiling up at the kinder, older giantess.  “Thank you.”

I didn't look at back at Luke as Viv walked to the front register and set me down so I was on immediate display for all giants who walked inside diner.  Luke was probably pissed, but he stayed true to his promise and didn't leave.  As the minutes passed, the diner started to get more and more filled with massive beings.  Some looked at me and smiled.  Some frowned.  Others looked surprised.  And a few looked downright disgusted.

“Try not to mind the older folk,” Viv said.  “They're just not used to seeing you guys around here.”

“Nothing to worry about,” I said, though my voice trembled slightly.  “R-right?”

“I don't think so,” Viv said with a shrug.

“You don't think so?” I croaked.  I was beginning to wonder if sitting with Luke was a better option.  He had said that he wouldn't let anyone bother me and hell... he did own the place.  I checked my watch and wondered how long it would take a sixty foot giant to walk to a town one hour away in human standards.  I saw the back of Luke's head in the booth.  He remained in his booth, but he remained in the diner.

I hated that Luke's blond tuft of hair was the only reassuring thing I had as the minutes ticked by and the diner because fuller and louder.

I swallowed hard.

Hurry up, Ronan.
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Fourteen


“Everything alright, Mr. Walters?”

“Oh yeah... she's fine. Just fainted in the park.”

“Are you sure?  She looks so pale...”

Chuckling rung over my head.  “I'm afraid that's just her color.”  Another laugh.  “Don't worry, she'll come to soon.”

“And you said she fainted in the park?”

“Yup.”

“Oh man... the poor thing.  Is she not used to seeing giants?”

“She's more used to it than many.”

I blinked several times as the voices continued to talk over my head.  I didn't recognize the one at all... but the other one... the male.

“I'll make a fresh batch of coffee for when she wakes up,” the female said again.

“That would be great, Viv.  She's probably going to need it.”

The woman giggled.  “You're such a gentleman, Mr. Walters.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Luke?”

Luke.

My eyes flashed open and I was met with the underside of two chins speaking over me.  One woman. One male.

One was Luke.

“Look!” the female exclaimed, dipping her head.  “She's waking up.  Oh good.  I'll get that coffee.  Don't want her to freak out too much,” she said, scampering away.

Luke's chin lowered after she departed.  “Are you alright?” he asked.  I couldn't stand the soft concern in his voice.  I rubbed my eyes and tried to figure out just where the hell I was but nothing looked familiar.  I jerked up.

“Now, now,” Luke said, going to cup his hands near me.  “Slow down.  You don't want to faint again, do you?”

“Don't touch me!” I screamed.  I scrambled away to get away from those horrible hands.  The same hands which tried to help Evans push me.  “Don't you freaking dare touch me!”  I found my footing and looked around.  To my surprise, Luke lowered both hands to the table and looked around.  His blue eyes finally landed on mine.  I must have looked like a wild animal.  “Where are we?” I snapped.

“Calm down,” he said again.

“Kidnapping!” I screamed.  “Help!  Help me!”  I ran to the edge of the table and looked around.  There were no ladders.  No ladders.  No escape.  “Help!”

“Maya, are you out of your mind?” Luke asked, trying to box me in again with those hands.

“You kidnapped me!” I wailed.  “You took me without asking!  I'll report you to the No Hate Alliance!  I don't care what deal you struck with Ronan, this is too much!  I've been kidnapped!  Please!  Help me!  Someone!”  Several giants looked my way, but most shook their heads and returned to their meals.  “What's the matter with you people?  Did you hear me?  I've been kidnapped.”

“Maya, if you'll just listen—”

“I'm calling my dad,” I hissed.  I whipped my cell phone out from my pocket and immediately I was hit with two missed calls.

Dad.

Isabelle.

No Ronan.

I frowned and tried to shake off the sting of the fact that he didn't call.

“I'm calling my dad,” I said again, turning my back to Luke.  As soon as I started to dial, two giant fingers plunged into my vision and plucked the phone over my head.

“Now listen, Maya,” Luke said, as I snapped my head around.  “I didn't kidnap you.”

“You took me, without asking,” I hissed.  “That's kidnapping.”

“You were going to pass out.”

“I didn't ask for your help.”

“I took you to a public place,” he said, waving his hand around for effect.  “Obviously I didn't kidnap you.”

“You didn't have my consent,” I hissed.

“I doubt you'd be so obsessed with consent if another human had helped you instead,” he snapped back.  His blue eyes narrowed and I grew frightened all over again.

“Please!” I screamed to a waitress coming near our table.  “Call the police!  Tell him to give me back my phone.  I've been kidnapped!”

“Kidnapped?” the waitress stopped at our table and dropped off a giant-sized mug and a human-sized one.  Both were steaming and both smelled amazing, but I tried not to focus on that.  “Oh sweetheart, you'll be alright.  You just passed out in the park.  Mr. Walters here brought you in so you wouldn't chill to death.  The temperature is dropping like crazy out there for you little ones.”

“I'm not little!” I shouted.

The waitress' face grew pink.  “O-oh... of course not,” she said.  “Sorry about that.  I don't talk to many humans.  I meant no offense.”  She looked towards Luke.  “Is she going to be alright?”

“She's going to be fine,” he said, rolling his eyes.

“I most certainly am not going to be fine!” I growled.  “I want my phone.  I want to get the hell out of here.  I want to get away from you!”

“Maybe you should just let the girl go,” the waitress said.  “Let her call her dad.  Maybe it's a bit unnerving being around all the giants.”

“Her father is a giant,” Luke said.  “So I doubt that would make much of a difference.”

“It would make a difference!  My dad never tried to push thoughts on me!  My dad never kidnapped me!  And my dad certainly never tried to date me to prove that humans were—”

“Do you mind giving us a few moments?” Luke interrupted before I could get out my last words.  I noticed he had dropped my cell phone into the front pocket of his shirt.  I frowned as the waitress bristled.

“Maybe you should just let her call—”

“Five minutes,” Luke said.  “If I can't calm her down in five minutes, come back to the table and take her away yourself.  I'll give her back her phone.”

“I'm not going with another giant!” I screamed.

“Viv?” Luke tried again.  “Please?”

She nodded reluctantly.  “Five minutes,” she said softly.  “That's... that's all I can give you, Mr. Walters.  I know well, but that... we can't have humans coming in here screaming about kidnapping.  It looks bad for business.”

“I get that,” Luke said.  “Time me.”

“Right,” she said, softly.  She turned her attention to me.  “The coffee's fresh, button.  Take a few sips and hopefully you'll start feeling better.”

“I'll only feel better when I get the hell out of here,” I growled as the waitress left the table.  “And where the hell is here anyway?”

“Take a few sips of coffee,” Luke said.  “You'll feel better.”

“Is that a command?” I snapped, eying the coffee just the same.  “Or are you going to force me?”

“I'm not a pusher, Maya,” Luke said.  “I can't push you to do anything.”

“But you can ask others to do your dirty work?  Give me my phone.”

“I will.  I meant what I said to Viv.  Just give me five minutes.  Five minutes, Maya.  That's all I'm asking.”

“Give me my phone or I'll scream.”

“Will you listen to me?”

“Give it to me!” I yelled, thrusting my hand out towards him.  “That's mine.  You already stole me, you want to steal my phone too?”

He frowned.  “I was only trying to help—”

“Then help me... by giving my phone back,” I said.  I jerked my hand again.  “Now.”

His frown grew more pronounced, but eventually he reached into his pocket with two fingers and found my phone.  He held it out towards me before holding it up again.  “Please,” he said.  “I meant what I said online.  I just wanted to talk to you.  If you'll just listen—”

“You listen to me,” I said.  “The phone.  Now.”

Miraculously the tiny cell phone dropped into my palm.  I curled my fingers around it and brought it closer to my chest.  I stared up at Luke, expecting him to look angry, but he still remained calm... worried even.  With shaking hands, he reached over to grab his mug and took a long gulp.

“It's still hot,” he offered.

“Shut up.”

He slumped a bit.  “You're really going to be like this?” he asked.  “When we spoke online—”

“When we spoke online, I thought you were Ronan,” I said over him.  “If I knew... who you were... I would have blocked you in a second.”

“I guess I can't blame you for that.”

“You shouldn't.”  My eyes flickered to the steaming mug, my cell phone and then back towards Luke.  “Why didn't you just tell me who you were?”

“I thought you knew,” he said.  “But looking back on it, I guess I should have been surprised that you were so open to meet with me.”

“Because humans are simple creatures, right?” I said.

“It's more complicated than that,” he said, nodding towards the cup again.  “Drink.”

“Speak,” I said, commanding him like an overgrown dog.  Which he was in my eyes.  “Where the hell are we?”

“We're in Cohawk,” he muttered.

“Cohawk!” I screamed.  “That's over an hour away!”

“For you,” he muttered.  “It's where I live.”

My brows furrowed.  “I thought you lived in Peaceburry.  Most of the giants who go to school there, do.”

“I don't,” he said.  “I... I like having a place to come home to everyday.”

“What?” I asked.  “This dump?”

He frowned and took another sip.  “Yeah, Maya.  This dump.”

I rolled my eyes.  Seriously, who was this guy?  Where was the guy who asked his friend to push humans and laughed about how simple they were?  Who was this calm and collected giant who seemed stung by every word I said?  I glanced down at my phone again and finally tucked into my pocket.

“Five minutes,” I said, taking a few steps towards the cup of coffee.

“Thank you.”

“Don't thank me yet,” I snapped.  “I still haven't decided whether I should report you for kidnapping.  You can't do that!  You can't just pick people up off the street and take them to another town an hour away!  That's wrong!  Can't you see how wrong that is?”

“I had to talk to you.  I thought you knew it was me.  I said we'd meet in the park and we'd go someplace I feel comfortable.”  He leaned back in the booth a bit.  “And I feel comfortable here.”

“And what's here, exactly?”

His face grew soft.  “My dad's diner,” he said.

I narrowed my eyes.  “Your dad?” I asked.  “You mean the strict bastard who no one's ever seen?”

He shook his head, surprising me.  “No.  My first dad.”

“Your first one?”

He nodded and looked away.  “This place belongs to him.. and when he... uh... passed.. he left it to me.  So I guess technically it's my diner.  But Viv and Ted basically run the place.  Viv was the waitress who brought the coffee.  Ted works in the back.”

“Is this not a human friendly place?” I dared to ask.  “I don't see any ladders yet.”

“It's really expensive to turn a place from giant only to co-ed,” Luke explained.  “We haven't the money and Cohawk doesn't have many humans.”  He shrugged.  “I still hope to make enough money to turn this place around.  Not that you'd believe that.”

“I don't,” I snapped, finally taking a sip from the mug.  At least the coffee was good.  I tried to soften my expression a bit.  “So your dad's dead?” I asked.

“Y-yeah,” he muttered.  “About ten years ago.”

“Ten years?” I groaned.  “You mean you've been coming here and calling this your place...”

“Since I was eight,” he said.  “What can I say?  I had to grow up quickly.”

“I'll say,” I muttered.  “I am sorry, though.  For your dad, I mean.  I know how much it can suck to lose a parent.”

“I know,” he said.  “That's kinda why I wanted to talk you.”

“If you think that we're going to have some sort of kumbaya, moment because we both have dead parents, you're wrong, Luke.  In case you've forgotten, I don't like you.  I don't trust you.  I don't want to be here.  And I still think that reporting you to the No Hate Alliance would be a good thing for you.  Maybe you'll learn that humans aren't so stupid and helpless after all.”

“I never said humans were stupid and helpless.”

“No.  You just said they were simple creatures.”

“In a way, they are.”

I sucked in a gasp.

He held up his hands.  “B-but... but so are giants!” he quickly tacked on.  “We're all simple creatures... really.  If you think about it.”

I swallowed my coffee and traced my thumb over the rim.  “So is that what you wanted to talk to me about?”

“What?”

“You said we had a lot more in common than you thought.  Is this it?  You stole me from my home, brought me to a yellow light human town... Cohawk, and want me to talk about how our parents died?  Is that it?”

“It's more than that.”

“So what is it?” I asked.  “The clock is ticking.”

He set his mug down.  “I'm not a pusher, Maya.”

“Thank God.”

“But I am a mild blocker... like your stepfather.”

I glanced up.  “How do you know that?”

“Because...” he grumbled.  “He caught me blocking thoughts from him.  Just as I caught him trying to read mine.  The whole thing was complicated.  It gave me a headache.  It had been a long time since I ran into a giant reader.  Your stepdad is freaking strong.  I don't think I kept it out.”

“Kept what out?”

“My secret,” he said.  “The secret I'm so desperate to hide from my friends.  The reason I live in Cohawk and not on campus with my friends.”

“Some friends,” I hissed.  “Luke, seriously, get to the point.”

“Let me show you a picture of my family,” he said, going to reach for his wallet.  I started to roll my eyes.  “I have a minute,” he said, trying to smile a bit as he pulled it out.  He held a poster sized picture in front of me.  “That's my mom,” he said, “and that's my dad.  The one who bought the diner.  That's my older sister Twyla and and that's my older brother Collins.”

“Yeah?  So What?”

He tucked the picture away.

“This is a picture of me and my stepfather,” I said, going to reach for another picture in the massive leather wallet.

“Your mom remarried after you dad died?”

He nodded.  “Almost immediately,” he said.  “Honestly, I think she was seeing my stepdad even before my real dad passed.”  His expression darkened for a moment.  “My stepdad... he's not a good person.  He... hates who he is.”

“Get to the point,” I said, beckoning him with one hand.  “What's up with the picture?”

“This is my family now,” he whispered, showing me a new picture.

They were all there.

Luke.  His friendly but chubby mother.  His model-esque sister and his brawny older brother.  I narrowed my eyes.

“That's great, Luke,” I said, looking up at him.  “Congrats, but—”

“Look harder,” he whispered, holding the picture closer.  “Look at my face.”

I shrugged.  “You look pissed,” I said.  “Which I'm starting to get—”

“Look at my brother's shoulder.  It's right next to mine.”

I rolled my eyes, but turned my attention back towards the picture.  And then... vertigo hit me all over again.

“That... that can't be right,” I muttered.  My eyes flashed up towards Luke.

“I told you we had more in common than you thought,” he said remorsefully.

“But he...” I reached out and finally tugged the picture closer to my face.  It couldn't be... but it was there... clear as day.  “You mean your dad...

“Stepdad,” he corrected.  “I only call him my dad so my mom doesn't get pissed.”

I went on. “...the asshole who's strict.  The one you're afraid of...” I swallowed hard, “... the one who hates himself so much...” The coffee mug slipped from my fingers.  Luke snapped the picture out from my sight and tucked it back into his wallet.

He nodded.  “Y-yeah,” he croaked out.  “He's a human.”
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