Zane carried me as if I weighed nothing. I let him have his little moment. His last moment of feeling like my caregiver. His last moments of feeling as if I was still his. We only make it halfway to the dom dorms until I get out of his grip. I fall onto the ground landing on my feet.

I stand up straight to show I wasn't scared and stared him dead in the eyes. He didn't say anything to me, except he had both a confused and somewhat mad look. He spoke up after a while, "Carmen the more you postpone this punishment, the more you might get punished."

"You can't punish me or tell me anything if you're not my caregiver or dom," I tell him crossing my arms. His face falls to surprised. He opens his mouth as if he was about to speak but nothing comes out of his mouth.

"I..." I pause, I was about to tell him that I saw him with Olivia at the streaming con, that I was there and saw him with my own eyes, but I can't. He can't know I was there. "What do you mean I'm not your caregiver? We both signed the paper that I am," he says as I was about to speak up.

The wind blows a cool breeze which kind of sends shivers down my spine, "I don't think...I want you as my caregiver anymore. No, actually I KNOW I don't want you as my caregiver anymore..." I tell him. He's frozen he doesn't say anything for a good minute. It's as if what I was saying he couldn't process it.

"Did I do something wrong, Carmen? Please tell me if I did something to make you feel like I don't deserve to be your caregiver." His voice sounds panicky. His face is filled with concern about what I just said to him.

As if I was to say something else he'll break.

Seeing him look this broken makes me feel sorry. But I know I'm doing the right thing for me. "Please just tell me and I'll do anything to fix it, Carmen," he says to me trying to reach out for my hand but I pull it away quickly.

I give a subtle sad laugh, "you really...are acting as if you don't know aren't you?" I shake my head. Of course, he'd act like this.

"You've been acting so weird these past couple of months. And not the normal Zane weird which I loved so much when we first met. I mean as if you've been hiding things from me as if you don't care anymore!" I feel my eyes watering but I blink a couple of times so they would stop.

"Every time I try to communicate with you, I feel like you ignore me as if your mind has been somewhere else...thinking...thinking of someone else,"

"I just have had so much on my plate these couple of months...I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel this way," he says his face filled with sincereness. I step back from him a little bit.

"That doesn't mean you ignore me! That doesn't mean or give you the right to go to someone else!" I raise my voice at him. My voice is filled with rage and my eyes start to sting.

"I never went with someone else, Carmen. I've never gone with anyone, Yes I may have shut you out a bit but I never went to anyone else Carmen." He rebuttals back to me.

"Yeah well, I'm sure Olivia has something different to say about that..." I tell him. He looks at me with a worried expression. He can't even hide it.

"I saw you two together...holding hands...laughing...smiling at each other as if it was only you two in the world," my voice is shaky and I try to keep my composure.

"How..." he stops for a bit, "look it's not what it looks like okay you've got to believe me! But how do you even know...I-" he doesn't continue.

"It doesn't matter how I know, If it really is not what it looks like then please enlighten me and tell me what it is Zane," I cross my arms.

"I and you can't work out if you don't talk to me if you don't communicate! Especially if you run off to other women for support instead of coming to me! Someone who loved you" I tell him.

"I can't tell you...I'm sorry...please just believe me," he pleads to me. His eyes look like they're begging me to believe him. I want to believe what he is telling me, but I can't...I know I can't...

"You know what," I blink back a couple of tears.

"I'll see you around Zane, I'll file the removal of you being my caregiver tomorrow," I looked at him and his expression was empty. As if what I just said broke him.

I turn around to walk away. I walked a bit slow hoping he would say something. Anything...that would make me stay...that would make me believe him. But he didn't, nothing came out, no words or sounds.

I begin to walk at a faster pace. Getting farther and farther away from him with each step I take...

The office was quiet. All I could hear was the clicking of the secretary using her keyboard. She told me I had to wait because the headmistress was busy with another student.

I sat here alone just staring at the colorful walls with inspirational quotes on them. I put my bag on my lap and lay my head on it.

This is really happening. He's not going to be my caregiver anymore...

I really did care about him. Hell, I loved him, why was I so stupid to give him that love? A love he shouldn't have deserved. The second he had the chance he ran to Olivia.

After 30 minutes a student comes out of the headmistresses office and she comes out, "You may come in Carmen," she calls as she walks back in.

I go in and close the door behind me. She motions for me to take a seat. As I sat here I got a whiff of cinnamon buns. I looked around and saw a plate of them on the table.

The headmistress comes over and sits on her chair. She begins looking for something in her drawer of the table and with one hand she slides over the cinnamon buns, "we don't have to tell Zane don't worry. And they have extra frosting just how you like them,"

How does she know I like them with extra frosting...? I never told anyone this. I take one anyways and then ask her, "not to be rude but how do you know I like extra frosting...?"

She puts a file in front of her, "Zane told me, he said he noticed that anytime you had a cinnamon bun you would always want extra frosting," of course he would notice something like that.

"So what did you want to talk about that was so urgent sweetie?" She questions and opens the file. I scan it over from where I was sitting. It had all of my information and who was my current caregiver plus their information.

"I actually wanted to talk about my current...caregiver situation actually," I take another bite from my cinnamon bun.

"Oh? Do you and Zane want to be an official Daddy and Little?" She says excitedly. Her eyes glimmer a bit when she said that.

"No, I..." I try to speak off but then get caught off.

"You two would be so wonderful as a daddy and little. And you'll always be living in the same dorm! I just know Zane will take good care of you," she says happily and opens the file to another page.

"Actually...I wanted to say that I don't...I don't want Zane as my caregiver anymore," I say finishing the cinnamon bun. That glimmer that was once in her eyes vanish.

"I know I shouldn't intrude in any of your guy's problems but, may I ask why...? I just want to know because every time he was with you he always seemed so happy" her voice got soft.

"It's just..." I debate on telling her for a moment.

"He just...him and Olivia are back together I'm pretty sure and I just...I don't want to be caught in the middle of that," I tell her. Reaching for another cinnamon bun.

"Poor Zane...I wish I could help some help..." She mumbled under her breath. I heard that part but I couldn't hear the rest of what she mumbled. She nods at me and flips some pages in the file.

She slides over a paper, "Just read through that and sign it, Once it's signed Zane won't be your caregiver anymore?" I grabs a pen and read over the paper.

"Zane doesn't need to sign anything?" I ask as I read.

"No, whenever someone wants to get out of the dynamic we only need one signature," She says.

"I know it might not happen but if you ever feel as if you and Zane want to get back together...it's always open for you," I nod at her and continue reading.

I finally get to the end of the paper where I need to sign my name. Once I sign my name Zane will not be my caregiver anymore...

He won't sleepover at my dorm anymore. He won't pick me up from my dorm for breakfast or pick me up from my classes. I won't even need to see him anymore if I don't want to. I take in a deep breath.

I sign my name and then hand the paper back to the headmistress.

He's no longer my caregiver...