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Warnings: mild cursing.

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Glint | AKA: Kane

The day before Caleb woke up.

One of my friends was hosting a party so I decided to come along. I had taken a quick look at Caleb's location and noticed that he was also here. It was weird— he never came to parties. I made sure to install a tracker inside his phone in case anything happened. It was also a good way to find him if I ever wanted to see his pretty face.

I trailed around the crowd of people for a single person— Caleb.

"Who are you looking for Kane?" one of the boys asked.

"No one." I replied.

Someone whistled. "Cold."

"That's Kane for you."

Gosh they were so fucking annoying. I hadn't even said anything dramatic or "cold." I simply replied. Of course, I heard about the rumors too and I have had girls confess to me. My only interest was Caleb Chartier. Nothing less and nothing more. I only care for his safety and his safety alone.

I scanned around the crowd of people again. This time, I spotted Caleb at the drink table with Sam next to him. They were chatting.

Something about Sam being with Caleb had always gotten me angry. But since Caleb looked like he enjoyed being with him, I couldn't do anything about it. His happiness is the only thing that matters. Still, it was pretty fucking annoying when that glasses dude laid his hands on him.

I kept my eyes trained on the both of them every second, watching every move and every twitch.

I had gotten used to constantly watching Caleb. My cameras were everywhere and wherever he was, I tried to be there too. Sometimes I'd hang pictures of him in my bedroom. There was a shit-ton of photos of him simply resting on my wall now. My parents noticed— my sister, Roselia, too.

They knew the real reason behind why that whole murder incident happened. They knew about Caleb and they knew how obsessed I was with him. Obsessed isn't the right word. It makes me sound like some sort of stalker. Which.. maybe I am.

My family had warned me. If anything goes wrong and I get exposed, they wouldn't be able to get me out of it. Sure, they could create me a new identity but it wasn't something they exactly "wanted."

"Bro what are you looking at? Get a drink or something and loosen up. You look like a fucking rock." one of the boys said. I gave him a glance and pushed him out of the way, disappearing into the sea of people. I couldn't stand watching Caleb and Sam talking to each other. Sam had already gotten on my nerves when he joined me and Caleb at the festival maze. I wanted it to be me and Caleb only.

"Kane?" a high-pitched voice called out. It was a girl wearing a fitted black dress that exposed everything. A single swoosh of the wind would definitely show what shouldn't be seen.

She tucked her brown hair behind her ear and awkwardly smiled. "Do you want to dance with me?"

"No." I quickly said, once again pushing past her.

I didn't even bother to look behind to see her reaction. Girls weren't my thing and neither were guys. It was just Caleb and him alone.

We hadn't talked since the kiss. Either he wasn't in the mood to see me or he just genuinely wanted me gone. Still, it hurt to think he thought I was a freak and a pervert. Sure, I had those thoughts about him but I'd never do anything bad. Caleb was special to me and if I ever laid a single finger on him myself, I'd commit suicide and let him inherit my whole fortune. Fuck— I'd let him do anything to me.

Fuck I might really just be a pervert. I thought. Stalking him wasn't on my bucket list but it happened. It wasn't like I watched him change or anything. I gave him privacy to a certain extent.

As soon as I reached where Caleb had previously been, he was mysteriously gone.

I groaned. If only that bitch didn't get in the way.

I pulled out my phone again and watched as Caleb's location moved further away from me. Form what I could tell, he was upstairs and most likely still with Sam.

"Yo Kane the fuck are you doing?! Come on!" one of my "friends" said, pulling me aside. I was dragged through the crowd before I could retaliate.

"Get off of me." I coldly said, sighing. I didn't want to deal with people right now. I wanted Caleb. I needed him.

The boy frowned but his grip loosened. "Just one drink over a game and we'll let you go. All the girls will watch us for you so think of this as a favor!" he said, continuing to drag me over.

My group of friends were sitting at the kitchen counter, a board game placed in the middle.

"And plus, whoever wins gets a blowjob from Jillian!" the boy added.

"Why the fuck would I care about that?" I asked.

"Why wouldn't you?"

"Why would you?"

"Whatever man just come on!"

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I played a single round for a couple of minutes before going back to see Caleb. I didn't want a blowjob from Jillian or whoever she was. I wasn't interested in friends or anything like that. In fact, I didn't even know if I could consider them friends. I hang out with them everyday, talk to them but nothing more.

But it has always been hard for me to maintain relationships and identify them. Emotions were never easy either. Too complicated and too complex.

I've had a couple of therapists and psychiatrists check me out because of how odd I was. My parents were worried and people around me steered away.

Later on I was classified with a disorder. CU was what they called it: callous unemotional.

It wasn't true though. I felt things like anger and desire. I felt so much around Caleb.

Right. Caleb.

I trailed up the stairs and heard a loud thud. Whipping my head into the direction of the sound, I found a closed door and loud voices shouting.

That was Caleb.

His scream was like no other, pained and angry.

I pushed the door open and was met with an unconscious Caleb. Blood leaked from his forehead and his form was pale and still.

Slowly, my eyes creeped next to him and I lunged—

straight in the fucking eye.

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I hope you all enjoyed this cute little chapter! I'm glad Grace and Caleb are friends again. I'm even more glad that I could finally do Kanes perspective more in depth!! Sure, kanes a major red flag but I can't help but want to write about him more..

QUESTION: Would you date Kane?

Me: I mean... maybe...?

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