I Wish I Loved You

27: I Didn't Really Plan...

27: " I Didn't Really Plan On Being Murdered."

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[Tyler's POV]

I laid, spread across the couch, my legs on Ana's lap. "Hey, baby," she said.

There was a baseball game playing on TV, but I went against all of my manly instinct and gave her my attention.

"What's going on between us?"

I looked over at her with furrowed eyebrows, "I really don't know how to answer the question... wha- what do you mean?"

"Well, it's just that you've been so distant lately and... well, listen, I know we're just in college and all, but this pretty serious to me. I love you and if you feel like we need to talk to someone or like... I don't know, like you need this to end because we're graduating next year then just tell me."

'Stay strong. Keep it in, it's happening tonight.

This was killing me. I was terrible at keeping secrets. Did she really think I wanted to end us, when what I really wanted was, in fact, so much more? Tonight was the night I proved that to her.

But, first I had to make it to tonight, and it took everything in me not to get down on one knee right then in my dirty ass apartment.

Out loud, I said, "We're alright, Ann. I've just been tired and stuff."

"For weeks?"

How was I supposed to respond to that?