I sat on a gray rock, one near the creek. The water was flowing, splashing a little to the sides, animals all around, birds flying around. My head was resting on my hands, wich were propped on my thighs.

I sighed just as an eagle sat on the branch of a tree in front of me, but on the other side of the creek.I picked up a rock from the floor and threw it to the water, my mind wandering.

A week had passed and Dimitri had yet to tell me what was wrong, my friends were noticing the change in him too, and it was beginning to scare the hell out of me.

So many things passed through my mind.

For all I know he could be cheating on me, maybe he doesn't love me anymore.

God so many possibilities that it made my brain hurt. I rubbed my temples, closing my eyes, listening to the forest.

There was a crunching of leaves, steps which stopped right behind me.

My heart started beating faster in my chest, my breathing labored, I breathed in the air and smelled him.

I turned around and was met with a hard rock chest, I looked up and shied the sun away with my hand.

I looked into his dark eyes, he stuffed his hands in his pocket and looked away from me. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. He bent down and found a rock to play with.

He twisted it around in his hand and then opened his palm, with the rock in the middle. He stared at it for a while, then looked at me.

A small smile spread across his lips as he looked at me. His hand reached out to my cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. It then moved to my neck and I leaned on it.

He leaned in forward, our foreheads touching, his breath on my face. He kissed my lips softly, yet hungrily, when he pulled away he whispered to me the words that got my heart beating a mile in my chest.

"I love you."

I giggled and answered.

"I love you too, aren't you lucky?" he chuckled.

"Indeed."

We laughed together for a while, enjoying the moment.

My hand rubbed his arm and he closed his eyes.

"Are you ever going to tell me whats wrong?" he stiffened at my words, and grimaced. He opened his eyes, and met my pleading ones.

"I love you, you know that?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.

"Of course!" I exclaimed.

He smiled at me softly, a hint of pain behind it.

I really started to worry, and hyperventilate.

"Shh, calm down, Roza," and just with his words, I did calm down.

"Tell me."

He nodded his head.

And then spoke.

And god did he break my heart, tears rolled down my cheeks, my breathing was labored, and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

My world was falling apart.

I leaned down in his shoulder.

"Why?" I asked in a tiny voice, but he didn't answer.

I sobbed harder, wetting his shirt.

The sun began setting down in the horizon, lighting the afternoon.

I ran back home, ignoring his pleads, and everyone's else to stop.

I slammed my door, and fell down to my knees, clutching my chest, hoping the pain will go away.

But it didn't.

His words echoed in my head, forever etched in my heart, and my life.

"I will be leaving the town, for college... Without you."