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Nathan's love for Victoria was like a never-ending fire. Continuously burning brightly for as long as Victoria had a breath inside her lungs.

"Something keeps her from affection." He says, writing in just one of her journals, "I have to find out what.

He glanced over to a ring he had bought just in case he ever fell in love.

"If things between she and I keep going like this," he wrote, "I am marrying her."

His mother, having met Victoria already and gotten to know her, overheard what her love-struck son had said. Anger, along with hatred towards Victoria, rose and formed into something terrible inside her dark heart.

"She's taking him away from me. That bitch, Victoria, is taking my Nathan away. She's corrupted his mind into making him think he's in love."

"Ever since that day of the fireworks, ever since that kiss under the stars, I've finally found the one I truly love," a young dusty blonde boy mumbled while writing in his journal again. Pictures of little red hearts were drawn around someone's name. He smiled, remembering how he had met his angel, Victoria.

A few days passed still no word or phone call from Victoria. He began wondering, worrying. Why hadn't she tried to call? Did something happen? Finally the phone rang. Nathan answered it like there was no tomorrow.

"Hello!" he almost screamed into the phone. There was crying and whimpering on the other line,

"Nathan? Is that you?" the crying voice said,

"Victoria, sweetheart, what's wrong?"

It took awhile for Victoria to talk through her crying.

"A nightmare… I had a nightmare."

"Of what?"

She forgot. She never told her boyfriend her mother had died. She never told anybody.

"My mother," she started, "passed away last year I keep having this reoccurring nightmare and-and…"

Nathan shushed her, "Victoria, where are you now?"

"Home."

"Stay there. I'm coming over."

In about fifteen minutes, Victoria saw an old Buick Century pull into her driveway. She lived alone so she didn't have to worry about parents. It was almost two in the morning.

When Nathan knocked on the door, Victoria quickly opened it and practically leaped into his arms, crying. He held her as best he could. Stroking her hair, he made shushing noises in her ear, attempting to calm her down.

"The dreams won't go away! They won't…" She gave up trying to talk though her crying. Nathan's small and calming whispers pushed her to sleep. Shegrew tiredin his arms, groaning quietly and exhausted from crying. Nathan lifted her up and carried her to her room, laying her down slowly as to not to disturb her.

He glanced over, seeing her stereo playing but no music coming forth. As he turned the knob marked 'volume', 'Broken' began playing again. Victoria tossed and turned, attempting to sleep peacefully. Nathan glance over at her restless body and gave a sadenning look towards her.Victoria's beloved walked over and quietly as he couldand sat down next to her, running his hand through her deep andfull brown hair.Laying next to the sleeping Victoria, he grew tired and exhausted but attempted to stay awake throughout the night to watch over his Victoria. Only a few minutes passed before both Nathan and Victoria were drifting throughout the land of dreams.

Victoria awoke the next morning and was greatly surprised to see Nathan asleep next to her.

"He stayed with me through the night." She smiled, watching her beloved sleep peacefully. She brushed a lock of hair from Nathan's sleeping face. He stirred and turned over, cuddling with the black velvet comforter. Sleep began to return to Victoria, making her drowsy. It was only 6:30am and she did have a restless night. Her eyes closed slowly and pretty soon she was free in the land of sleep and dreams.

I'm looking for my one and only

Every time I turn around

I find my heart in pieces on the ground

So so lonely

I'm looking for my one and only

A passage in Victoria's journal really sent cupid's arrow through Nathan's heart.

"My one and only…" he repeated glancing over to the sleeping Victoria. He read on,

I'm looking for my one and only

Every time I turn around

I find my heart in pieces on the ground

Why can't I find my one and only?

"She's been hurt a lot in her life, Mom. She needs someone to love her the way she is meant to be loved. She needs me."

"She's seventeen! How can she know what being hurt is like?"

"Apparently she's had more experience than either one of us has."

"Love is something to be taught not something you just know!"

"Love is not something to be taught! Love is something you learn over the years. People don't go to school and take tests on love. Over the years, people learn on their own through their own mistakes. Love is not something to be taught." He said sternly, strongly defending his love for Victoria.

"How can you love her? You've been going out with her for only two, almost three months."

"That doesn't matter! I…"

"You can't love her! You are my son and if I have to I will find a way to keep you apart!"

"What the-? Who are you to tell me who I can and cannot love!"

"I am your mother and you will do as I say!"

Nathan gritted his teeth and stood up rather fast.

"Mom, if you can't be happy for my then maybe you shouldn't be a part of my life," calmly he said. Pat, his mother, glared as if to pounce on her prey.

"How dare you," she threatened, "You think just because you are 20 years old you can do whatever whenever? Well not while you are living with me Nathan!"

For all who have read what I have written

Know that I, Nathan Shardae,

Have hope again within Love

Victoria read on through the note Nathan had given you the previous day.

"I have found hope again within love," she repeated, reading that passage over and over again.

"How can someone like him, sweet, kind, polite, not to mention handsome too, fall in love with me? I'm nothing important. So how…" her thoughts were suddenly pulled to a halt but the tone of her cell phone. It was Pat.

"What do you want?" Victoria almost snapped.

"Nathan was arrested last night. He was taken the Annapolis Police Station in Maryland."

"He was what!" At first she thought Pat was just messing around with her head and that she was telling her this so she'd stay away from Nathan. That is until she saw the news,

"Nathan Shardea was arrested earlier this morning on suspicion of arsine."

Victoria dropped the phone, eyes wide with welling tears. She heard a faint laugh from the phone but wasn't sure enough to realize if it was real.