CALYPSO

Calypso stared up at her ceiling while lying on her bed. Calypso remembered when they had bought this place, at the bottom was a warehouse/garden, but at the top was a 3 bedroom loft. Leo had suggested that they share a room, but Calypso felt uncomfortable with that, and Leo understood. Just like Leo, at first he seems like an idiot, the he does something incredibly sappy and she just goes running back into his arms, the only place that she felt safe.

Calypso sighed and rolled over so that she was sitting up. She looked at the shopping bags on the floor. Man, what a stupid mistake. What was it about Rebecca that made her do such dumb things? To pay Leo back, she was going to have to sell a lot of flowers, maybe even some jams; she had been coming up with a brand new recipe that would-

"Callie? Are you . . . decent?" Leo asked.

Calypso got up and walked to the door, opening it. "Come on in, Leo."

Leo slips inside and plops down on her bed. "C'mere, Callie." He said patting the spot next to him.

Calypso stiffly walked over there and sat down where he indicated for her to sit.

"Look, Callie, I'm sorry if I've been hovering-"

"-Like a helicopter." Calypso agreed.

Leo just gave her a silencing look and she complied, knowing that when they argued, he sparked up a bit. "It's just that, this, you and me, it's all new to me. I'm afraid that, I won't be watching and you get trapped on another island forever or something. I just, want to keep you safe."

"But you have to trust me, Leo. I'm a tough girl." She said punching his shoulder. "Whatever trouble I get myself into, I can get myself out."

"But what if it's my fault? What if I screw something up and I lose you forever, Callie!" Leo says jumping up and walking to the other side of the room. "I can't lose you, Callie." He barely whispered.

Calypso walked over to him and grabbed his face in her hands, making their foreheads touch. "You're not going to lose me, okay. If I run to a cliff's edge, I don't need you to stop me from going over the edge, because I might just soar. But if I do fall, I expect you to be there, ready to pick up the pieces and put me back together. No matter what, you won't leave me. Because you love me too."

Then Leo kissed her. The sincerity and fierceness and passion of their relationship were all rolled up in to the kiss. Calypso ran her fingers through his wild curly hair and Leo put his hands on her hips pulling her closer. It was as if nothing else in the world mattered except right now in this moment. What was once a blurry, confusing mess was now clarity. She couldn't see it before, but she loved Leo. He was, as much as she hated to admit it, her entire world. He made her laugh, cry, smile, frown, and even hate. Because that's what love is, really; not pure, not true, but rather a big mess of entangled emotions that made you want to laugh, scream, cry, and even jump off a clock tower. But most of all, want even more of it.

So as Calypso stood there, her hands stuck (literally) in Leo's hair, her mouth firmly pressed up against his, her breathing jagged, heart thumping fast against her chest, she was completely sure of two things.

One: She was utterly, unexplainabaly in love with Leo.

And Two: She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.