All is Fair in Love and Crime

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    I wait in the dark.  The blistering cold wheather is giving me horrible frostbite on my fingers..  I walk up and down the abandoned street in my leather coat.  I look up at the night sky and see the full moon shining gloriously above with the twinkling stars as if they belong together-as if fate intended it.  The moon is nothing without the stars-just a big round peice of rock.  Same for the stars.  Without the moon they are nothing but little specks of light and gas.  However, when the stars and moon are joined together in the sky, they become one.  They are part of each other-nothing without the other.  This doesn't really happen to people-unfortunetly.  Unless you are blessed enough to find that one person who is like a part of your soul.  You cannot live without them.  Everytime you touch them, it feels as if the universe did a back flip.  That is how I feel about one special man.  Yes, he is a man regardless that I am seventeen.  He is twenty-four yet when I look into his eyes, it feels as if we are ageless.  No matter what happens I will always have his back.  I will lie in court if he asks me(which he has and I did it).  I will even kill a whole room of people for this man.  He will do the same thing for me.

  I scrape the heel of my boot against the rocky ground and stuff my hands deep into my pockets.  He is late.  But he is always late.  He has business to take care of all the time.  However, it is still aggrivating how he seems to put his work before me.  I don't want to become clingy, but I do wish we could be together in public.  However, the world would simply judge us, assume that he is a rapist and that he has been molesting me, then throw him in jail-again.  Yeah, he has been to jail but not becaus eof that reason.  He robbed a bank and held some pepole hostage.  That was three years ago:a year before I met him.  I saw his face on the news when he robbed the bank but I didn't fall for him until I saw him in the drug store one day.  I didn't recognize him right away but when he started to follow me when I left I remembered his face.  But for some reason, I wasn't worried or scared.  Something told me that he did not plan on hurting me.  He told me that he wanted to talk to me.  He pulled me into an alley and told me that he knew who I was.  He wass tanding so close to me that I couldn't help but notice his sexy face.  I told him that I knew who he was as well and that I knew he had a a bad reputation but I don't want to judge him.  Something posessed me to start touching his chest as we were talking.  He didn't seem to mind.  He said that he knows there is some sort of spark between us that he noticed the moment I walked into the store.  I said that we should enhance that spark and that was when he kissed me. It was hard and rough but somehow it was as romantic as a regular first kiss.  That was when I was officialy hooked on him.

  That day always gives me goosebumps.  We never talk about it though.  We don't need to.  That spark is still there but it's just bigger and better.  I am still looking at the sky when I get an eerie feeling.  I shrug it off and close my eyes.

   "Dreaming about me are you?" I heard a deep voice say from behind me. 

  I opened my eyes. "You're late"

    "I'm always late.  You know that I have things to do.  But you always come first"  He started kissing my neck.  He always knows how to make me crumble. 

   I turned around and looked at his beautiful face." You know that I can't stay angry at you, you little bastard."

  "I'm your little bastard. Now shut up and kiss me"  he smirked.  I kissed him hard.  We don't have soft and slow kisses.  We had a silent agreement that slow and soft crap would never be part of our relationship. 

  He picked me up and walked all the way over to a motel.  He layed me down on the bed and got on top of me.  He rapidy took off my clothes while I did the same to his clothes.  He kissed and bit my neck.  I moaned in ecstasy.  That night we made love.  I layed in the bed on my back. I wasn't smiling but that didn't mean I wasn't satisfied.  He was on the side of me. He wasn't smiling either. We were just relaxed. I had to enjoy every minute of of this because within the next fie minutes, we had to go back to our completely different worlds.  Then come back here and enjoy the limited time that we have together.  I always enjoy my time with my criminal of a boyfriend.