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'Stop.' I say.

'Stop what?' He asks.

'Being so sweet. So perfect. Nothing stays like that.'

He grabs the blindfold and gets it off my head. 'Look at me.' I look away.

So her grabs me head with his hands.

'You have to let it go.' He says.

'Let what go?' I pull away.

'The anger. The disappointment. The sadness.'

'I can't, it's a part of me. It's what I've seen. It's what I believe.'

'Then get new believes. Believe in love.'

'This isn't love and if it is am even more scared then I already was.'

He looks away thinking what to say next. 'Okay, then for now I'll let this go. But I can't help that you bring out the hopeless romantic in me.'

I smile at him. 'Well, then let's finally go to our date because I love to see how romantic you really are.'

He smiles back and grabs my hand. We walk for a while when we come close to a river.

I see this big boat full of lights and roses.

He smiles at me 'Good thing I picked the red ones, they match your dress. With is hot by the way. In case I forgot to mention.'

I feel my cheeks are burning red.

He laughs 'And now they also match you cheeks.'

I slap him on the arm. He pretends is really hurts. We keep walking.

We are at the boat and there is only a really small kind of bridge.

'No way I'm walking over that.' I point at the bridge.

'Okay.' He just says and smiles.

'So what do we do now?' We can't get on the boat because I won't walk over that really small piece of wood. I ruined the whole date like this.

'This.' He throws me over his shoulder (while I'm screaming 'Put me down! Put me down!')and walks over the plank and sets me on the boat.

I look at him angry but he just smiles.

My angry face fades when I look around and see the roses and the cute little table all set up.

He smiles at me 'So how romantic am I?'

I look around 'Well, the boat is nice and so are the roses and the lights, but you did just throw me over your shoulder and made fun of me so right now I'm not sure.' I smile at him.

He looks at me fake disappointed. 'So that's what I did all this for. next time I'll just order a pizza.'

I laugh. 'You did this so there'd be a next time. If you just order pizza I'm not sure there'll be a third date.'

'But we are already talking about a second date.' He asks hopefully.

'Let just go through the first date first.' I try to not get his hopes up.

'Okay, then let's eat.'

I sit down at the cute little table.

He walks to the other side of the boat and comes back with two plates with a chicken salad with dressing and mango in it.

'The first course.' He says.

'First? How many do you have?' I ask concerned.

'Four.'

Ooh….this is so sweet but I never really got much to eat. We needed to be skinny. That's how people see beauty these days. I want to tell him but I don't want to ruin this date he planned. He put so much work into it.

'Is something wrong?' He asks.

Truth or just try to get through this.

'No, but I'm not sure if I can eat that much.' I smile. Something in between.

He walks to the table and puts the plates down and then sits down himself.

'O, I'm sure you can. Let's eat!' He starts.

'Do you mind if I pray first?' When I was little and people told me God was like my father, I thought my father was God. Now I know better my father won't get me through a rough time, but God would always be there for me once I need him.

'Of course, I didn't know you believed in God.'

'I did since I was a little girl.' I fold my hands together and close my eyes. Father, please bless this dinner and please help me make good choices. Please, always be with me to help me.

I open my eyes. Will looks at me fascinated.

'What?' I ask.

'O sorry, I just was a little bit curious so I was waiting for you to say your pray out loud.'

'O, okay.' I start eating.

He keeps looking at me. 'Why do you believe?'

'Because that's the way I grew up. My mom learned me to believe. We went to church.'

'But why did you keep believing?'

'Because…uhm…well…' I think for a moment about how to explain this. 'Because it makes life better.'

'I don't understand.'

'When you die what do you think there is? What happens to you then?'

'Nothing, I think it's just like being asleep and never waking up.'

'Don't you think that sounds horrible?'

'Yeah, I guess.'

'Well, when I die I believe that I'll go to heaven. I'll see my mom again. Believing that makes life easier because I don't have to be afraid of death, because it will be like life only in some ways better.'

'Yeah, I guess your right on that point. But then if there is a God why is there so much misery.'

'Because there is no light without dark. If you blame God for the bad stuff happening to you then you should also thank God for all the good. God doesn't control our choices he can only help us make the right ones but in the end we decide what we do and with that we let the dark in the light God gives us.'

He is silent for a moment. 'But how can you hold on to your believes with all that's happened to you.'

I smile at him. 'Like a character in one of my favorite books said. "It's because it's the only thing I have left."

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