Cain couldn't know because he was good and honest, and the last thing Haley wanted to do was to hurt him. It was horribly unfair, how she ran around with Keida when he wasn't around but crawled back to him whenever he was. Haley knew it was wrong, but she was prepared to defend that secret to her last breath. Cain was forgiving, but she knew this was something he wouldn't be able to overlook. Even the radiant boy across the street harbored some hatred in his heart, hate that was clearly meant for Keida.<br/><br/>"Yes, he'll be here soon which is why you can't stay - what are you doing?" Worry graced her features as she found her back pressed to the wall and Keida's hips perched precariously between her legs. "I - I just told you he was on his way." Haley winced as Keida pressed his stomach against her and as the smell of stale booze intensified when he rested his face close to hers. She knew he hated Cain, wasn't it the reason he was so eager to have her whenever he could? Keida had always been cold and calculating, so when he began spilling out his heart to her, she was taken aback. Was it the alcohol speaking or did Keida (somewhere in his heart) harbor genuine feelings for her? Did he love her? It was hard to believe that the mysterious boy who wore confidence like an article of clothing (and partied nights away) could love anyone other than pleasure. She'd always pegged him for a hedonist, and now he was pouring his heart out about how she'd someday move while he died alone.<br/><br/>Haley was too shocked to kiss him back, but his words had left gashes on her heart. She'd been unfairly cruel to the both of them, radiant and mysterious boy who revolved around each other as if they were the sun and moon. Was she the earth them, caught between both their gravitational pulls?<br/><br/>Gingerly, Haley brought a hand to Keida's cheek and held him. There was affection there, proof of how his words had reached her. "Keida... no, you're not going to be alone. Lots of people like you." She forced a smile. "Listen to yourself, you've got girls looking for you every day, don't you? You'll be okay. People like you." And she liked him too. They'd been friends after all, before the darkness of their sordid relationship had crept under their skin and tainted the beauty of whatever childhood friendship they once had. She gave him a small smile. "Let me help you, alright? I'll get you some water and something to eat." She pressed her hands against his chest. "Mind moving a little? You should get something in your stomach before you go to bed." It would only be a matter of time before Cain arrived. "It's the drink talking, you know. You'll be alright later." Perhaps she was trying to reassure herself too. She was confused, was what he said true? If it was, she was an even crueler person than she thought.