I looked at her and for the first time I couldn't say I would protect her. I stared into her chocolate brown eyes and prayed that this wouldn't be my last time seeing them. They were confused and not at all scared. How brave was she. This lady squished herself into my life and I didn't think she would stay when she found out how crazy it was. I loved her and this would probably be my only chance to say it to her.
Maybe she didn't love me. Maybe I was just a crush. I couldn't believe I was thinking this after all the women I fucked. She was different. She wasn't a slut, a whore, or anything trashy at all. She was Bella and that meant beautiful... and she also meant everything in the world to me.