We All Make Mistakes

Chapter One

A/n
Welcome to the second book! If you haven't please read the first book I'm not perfect either. Or read this one see if I care, you'll just be confused. Muahahaha. I apologize this chapter is shorter than I thought it was .-.

Sitting on the picnic blanket. I'm drowning in tears. I can't speak, I can't make a sound. I open my mouth but nothing will come out. I stare down at a familiar face I've grown to love. His strong jaw line. Perfect cheek bones. His pink, floof hair; as he likes to call it. His gorgeous brown eyes.

"Marry me?"

I try to talk but nothing will come out. I want to scream it from the rooftops, I will marry you! Just let me find my voice. I want to talk! Why won't my voice let me do anything?

"Marry me!" He grabs ahold of me. Pretty hard too. I want to tell him he's hurting me, but I can't. Nothing will happen. I lost my voice or soemthing. I need help! Something here is terribly wrong.

"Why won't you answer me?!" He slaps me across my face. I fall to the floor and grab my stinging face. I'm trying to answer you, I really am! What's wrong with me?! Please Mark, just look at me! Notice that I'm trying to answer you!

"What? Am I not good enough for you anymore? You don't love me like you said you did?" He pulls out a kitchen knife. What is he doing? Mark stop.

"If I can't have you, then no one can!" He swings down. My world goes black.

I sit up in bed, panting. Why would I dream something like that? My heart won't stop racing. I turn to Mark. He lays next to me peacefully. There's a knot in my stomach when I look at him. I feel uneasy around him. Oh come on! It was just a dream! Mark would never hurt me. He does have those anger issues. I remember when we were in the hospital. It was after the gun shot wound. His mom came in, claiming Mark wasn't who he says he is. Mark knows all my secrets. But do I know all his?

I lay my head on the chest of the one I love, in hopes to get that dream out of my head.