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Charlie's POV

I will love you till the day I die. That was her promise. She didn't mean it though. After she left, I fell in deep over my head. I couldn't handle loosing her. I did something's I'm ashamed of. Even Liam was ashamed of me. I blamed him for it all. For turning, good old Charlie Pace, the young boy from England who went to church every Sunday and prayed to God every night, to rocker Charlie! He turned me into this. All she did was support me and be there for me. All he did was push me. What was I supposed to do? Turn my back on my brother for some girl who might not always be there? She wasn't some girl though. She was Emily, the girl. The only girl for me. Why did I have to turn away from her? Why did I have to choose my selfish needs over hers? I went to confession a lot more then I used to. I had a lot more to confess. I always confessed it to the wrong person though. I should have been saying it to her but I never did. It's to late now. I'll probably never see her again. There is a very small chance that we will actually get off this spit of land that we call the island. Everyone else here seems to be fitting in. Sure, I have made a few friends. The pregnant girl Claire and the large guy Hurley would be here for me. Hurley is always helping others though and Claire is quite private. I don't really want to talk about my life. I never did. People were just too noisy; my business wasn't anything to do with them. They all think I'm useless here. Especially the doctor guy, Jack. He seemed to think of himself as the leader, not giving anyone else the chance. All I can think of though is if Emily knows I'm here. Was she upset when she found out? Did she care? All I want to do is get off this stupid island and hold her in my arms. Take in her scent, cinnamon I'm sure. I doubt she would even be there. Not after all I put her through. I just want to go back to the days where we were both so innocent. When we were afraid to hold hands in public and even to kiss each other. The days where I didn't even have a choice whether I wanted to kiss her or not.

-------Flashback----

"Charlie I'm really scared" Emily said, clinging to Charlie as if her life depended on it.

Behind them stood a very large oak tree, filled with green and brown leaves. It was late, too late for them to be out. The owls hooted around them, the moon filled the sky. They were the only two around out of the whole town.

"I'm almost done" Charlie said, trying to calm Emily down.

"You do know some kids got killed here a while back" Emily told him.

"What?" Charlie came to a halt, suddenly fearing for there lives.

"Yah its true, they called him the oak murderer" she explained, trying to stifle a smile, "and the scary thing is that they never found him!"

Charlie was terrified now; he jumped up from the tree and grabbed Emily hand. He looked frantically around them. This only amused Emily more. She reached out and grabbed his arm, tugging him closer to her.

"I'm kidding" she laughed.

Charlie began to calm down and realised how close he was to Emily. He raised his hand to her hair and gently swept aside a piece that had fallen from the band that secured the rest. As he did so, butterflies were sent through both of their bodies. They both slowly moved forward and gazed into each other eyes. Emily bit her bottom lip as Charlie moved his hands slowly down her body. He caressed her arm as his hands moved around her waist. He suddenly pulled her into him. Emily looked at him wondering, what are we doing? She of all people wanted this to happen but apart of her was afraid. Afraid what it would do to their friendship if it didn't work, afraid what it would do to her and afraid what it would do to him! Charlie wasn't thinking this much. All that raced through his mind was her. The wonderment of the taste of her lips, the way her hair smelt and if he leaned in and kissed her would she kiss him back?

"I…I don't" she was cut off by the sudden touch of their lips.

She immediately kissed him back. She wanted this, they both did. Her lips were so soft compared to his. His hands stroked her back as hers clung to his neck. She tasted like apricots, he loved this, he loved apricots and he loved her.

"No!" she said, finally pulling away.

"What's wrong?" he asked, dropping his arms and bridging a gap between them.

She looked at him with her huge eyes, pleading with him to walk away. He didn't though. They both stood there, afraid to move in case the other spoke. Eventually they went there separate ways, after the night grew on. Both wished they had handled the situation differently; both wished they could go back and do it over.

-------End flashback-------

Emily's POV

It was Liam who had told me he was missing. Liam and I had kept in touch ever since we met that day in Australia. It was such a strange encounter. Emily on holiday in Sydney. Never had she though that she would meet the rocker Liam Pace again. In a small bar of all places. No one where big or fancy. No where that they could have played. He was with his wife, they were so happy together. He told me about Charlie that he still hadn't stopped using, that he used even heavier when I left. Guilt washed over me when he told me all of this. All of the times that he tried to apologise. I couldn't listen to him and feel my heart break. I couldn't put myself through that. Maybe I was being selfish. Maybe, no I knew I was. I would have forgiven him if he stared into my eyes. I couldn't go back to him. I needed to move on but I couldn't and I still can't. I love Charlie and I always will. Now that he is gone, probably dead, I have to move on. I have to grieve and then forget about him. Mourn for our lost love and just move on.

There are two tragedies in life… One is losing your heart desire. The other is gaining it.


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