The nights of all my youth pressed into one glass

She shook her head with a half smirk tilting up one corner of her lips. Clearly whatever feelings he had for her didn’t stop him from getting impatient with her. Annoyance she could deal with. Other unknown feelings not so much. “Is this how you woo all the girls? My, my, Mellark. You really are quite the charmer. What are these feelings anyway? For all we know you could just like me because I’m hot.” Maybe she had a thing for confrontation that she hadn’t realized until now. It was easier that way because if she actually faced what he was talking about then she would realize that she felt the same way. “Who said anything about a relationship? I’m not even good at relationships. I think it goes without saying that my best relationship to date is with my dog,” she said with an incredulous look until a flash of anger passed through her eyes. “But you know what? Fine! Let’s share. I left home when I was sixteen. Daddy dearest didn’t bother with looking for me when I ran away. He said I’d come back. That I couldn’t make it out there on my own. And you know what? I did make it on my own. And by the time I was seventeen I was playing house already.” She forced her hands to relax on the napkin and she gave him a sarcastic smile. “Is that enough for you? What more do you want from me, Mellark?”

Rye was just about to point that out, when she offered up a bit of her story. Though it felt like she was throwing it at him like some disgusting thing that was going to send him running. He couldn't help the rueful smile that took shape on his lips. He'd figured there were daddy issues within the first week of having her in class. Even when it hurt a bit, it was nice to know you were right. "I'm not surprised you made something of yourself, your dad is a fool for thinking you'd do anything less. But that was hardly sharing Ava." He thought for a moment and then added "Who's Jason?" The question had been bothering him since the ball and he finally had the best setting he was ever going to get to finally get an answer.

You trick your lovers,  That you’re wicked and divine,  You may be a sinner,  But your innocence is mine Please me,  Show me how it’s done,  Tease me,  You are the one I want to reconcile the violence in your heart,  I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask,  I want to exorcise the demons from your past,  I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

“Holy fuck,” she cursed under breath when he was done talking and leaned back in her chair. “Jesus. Fuck. Rye why?” she shook her head and ran her hands through her hair. “That’s why Valerie was so adamant about me giving you a second chance. And you know what? I’m sorry your mom was a bitch and believe me I feel you. I totally get it. My parents aren’t exactly parents of the year either which is why- Why am I even sharing! Fuck!” She tried to keep her voice lowered so as to not bring attention to them. “You don’t even know me. Why can’t you go like some ditzy blonde? No, no, no. You need to just squash those feelings. I ruin things. I leave people. That’s what I do. I leave.” 

"I don't want to squash anything. Didn't you just hear me? God, Bellamy you're dense. " Rye was having problems keeping himself calm. He knew they were in a public place but he was starting to wonder if he was going to have to spell everything out for her. "You know what, if you don't feel like sharing that's up to you. I'll let you do that in your own time. I'm not telling you i want to be in a relationship . I just. I just want to say... I'm not sure really."