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Wrapped in his arms, his strong arms, his warm arms.
My body shakes and I cry but I feel safe. My lover holds me close.
I look at him and give a small kiss. His face is emotionless.
I continue to stare until he looks away.
I am finally happy, for once since my brother died.
I am happy. In his arms.
Three weeks later
I can't forgive what I saw. I can't forget it. My lover was using me all along. I can't help but feel unwanted as I watch him reading his book.
I creep into the kitchen as I so often used to.
I felt no fear as picked up the knife.
My wrist were bloodied and my clothes were soaked with blood when he finally noticed.
His tears fell down onto my face. Was he really crying?
Maybe it was a mistake.
I started to panic.
His arms held me close and he whispered words of love in my ear.
His hand clasped around the knife and the last thing I saw was him plunging it deep into his chest.
I see the gate and Mom and Al waiting for me.
I have died. I am not happy even though they are there.
I hesitantly walk forward and someone touches my shoulder.
I turn around and there he was. I smile and so does he.
We share a passionate kiss and head toward the gate.
This is happiness.
Yah... Random. Just something i came up with when i was really tired. READ AND REVIEW!!!