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OOC-Its fine

She kisses me. I kiss her. I move my arms down to her hips. I dont say anything, but I want her to have my kids. I have been thinking about having kids lately, but I know I want them with her. I know I could be a great dad. As I continue to kiss her, I lift my left hand and mess with the back of her brown hair.

I retreat from her face, and move down to her neck. I move both my hands down to right below her armpits. I am in love..

"I love you..." She says to me. I stop kissing her. I am silent. I have had many girls say this to me, but I never said it back. I get nervous. I stand there with my mouth open. Staring into her eyes. I keep this position for what seems likes forever. I let go of her now.

I turn and run to the ocean. My foot begins to hurt, but I push through the pain. I step into the water and my foot stings. "Gahh" I let out in pain. I dive into the water and swim out far into the ocean, I must go slow, otherwise my foot ill hurt even more. "I love you I whisper. I turn around. She didn't hear me, she still hasn't left her position on the beach. She hasn't even turned towards the water.

"is everything ok" Does everything look ok. No nothing is okay. Obviously nothing is ok. "Yea, it's fine." I say. I want to smack myself. I don't want to have to lie to her, about anything. I begin to note my favorite features about her. Her eyes, her hair, her, everything. I don't want to ruin things and lose her. I want her in my life at all times. I need her, through thick and thin. I love her. She is everything. I begin to lean in and kiss her, but stop myself about half way to her. Not another kiss just yet, no matter how much I want to, I tell myself.

"I forgot to say this one thing." I tell her. I can see in her eyes, she thinks I am going to say goodbye, see ya, I want nothing to do with you, just let me die here in the sand. I was gonna say that, but something tells me that is not the thing to say. The thing to say is what still lingers in the air. on the count of three. 1 "I" 2 "Love," 3" you." I say to her. I close my eyes and turn away, refusing to acknoledge or even veiw her reaction.

Without looking back I say once again. "I love you."

"It's the thought that counts." She finishes with. "Alex!" yells my little sister issabelle. I look towards the start of the beach, and there stands my sister. She comes running towards me. "Alex, this is no time for romance, father, is beating mother again, He is trying to kill her. She needs your help." She yells, in fright. "I can't go, he'll just beat me, your the only one he won't touch." I argue. "Alex, I don't want mommy to die, you can win, please please." She pleads.

"I'm gonna need help, Alana it's dangerous, but please come help me with my dad." I ask her. I am expecting a no, of course, but hey, it's worth a shot. I don't fully want her help, she could get hurt, and it'd be my fault, but I need help.