"Hi Gem," you said, looking me up and down.

I had changed over the years. I cut my long hair shorter, and had gotten worry wrinkles. Worrying about you.

"Hi Ty," I said, brushing my hand against your brown one.

You could tell he hadn't gotten sun in a while, his skin was paler and didn't look as healthy. But it was still a dark brown like how it had been when I first met him.

I had thought about this moment long and hard. I had really hated Ty in the beginning; I had wanted him to have a death sentence. But then, I fell for him. Hard. He was the one and I knew it, I didn't care what my parents thought, or if my shrink wanted me to "snap out of it". But there was no way to snap out of it, I was in love. He showed me what real beauty was, he did me a favor.

About a year after Ty was sentenced guilty my family life went downhill. I found a box full of airplane tickets and boarding school information that my mom had hidden from me. She was going to send me to, "St. Patrick's School For Misbehaving Children". We got in a big argument. She said she hated me, even if I was kidnapped. We haven't talked since.

"Ready to head home?" I said, smiling.

You laughed, "I'm readier than ever."

You grabbed my hand. Our hands fit perfectly together, like a puzzle piece.

Three years after Ty was imprisoned my social life hit an all time low. Anna informed me that her and Ben were moving away. While I was helping her pack up her bags I found letters between her and Josh. There were also checks. I asked Anna what her and Josh had been doing, jokingly. She confessed to paying Josh to basically stalk me. I refuse to talk to her, or Josh, or Ben.

You were right about everything. You had known me better than I knew myself.

"We first have to take an airplane, and I called the airport ahead of time, they said they would let you aboard." I smiled with pride, proud of my attention to detail.

"That's wonderful Gem." You smiled, the desert light almost sparkling in your eyes.

That's when I decided I had to get away. It took me months to track, but I found our house in the desert. I moved all of my stuff in, and I bought you new things. I fixed the place up, and made it re-livable. I read up on how to catch snakes, and camels, and other desert animals. It took me a few tries, but I finally got the hang of it. I figured you would be proud of a city girl like me, catching the snake that almost killed me.

"I made something for you Ty."

"What Gem?" You said.

"It's a ring. I figured we wouldn't have to get married in a chapel, but I could make a ring like the ring you made me. It could symbolize our love. God, that sounded cheesy."

I held out a ring that I had made. Of Course it wasn't as good as Ty's. It was more plain, but You understood the meaning behind it.

You looked at me, laughed, and began to sob. You wrapped your arms around me like a baby.

"I love you SO much Gemma. It's not even funny. You mean more than the world itself to me."

You sobbed tears of happiness, and then finally gathered up all your manly might and looked up.

'C'mon Gemma, lets get to the airport, I'm excited to go home again."

You cradled me around one of your arms as we walked slowly to the rent-a-car, one step closer to happiness and freedom.

You said you would keep me forever. I guess you were right.