I have been at school for two months. I haven't talked to Finley since that day. I got my stuff the next day and moved back home till I moved to college. I have been doing really good in school. I miss him. I miss him everyday. But, he is happy and one day I will find somebody that I truly will be happy with.
I unlocked my dorm room door and stood there dumbfounded in the doorway. There stood Finely with flowers and McDonald's.
"Hope you hungry."
I walked in closing my door.
"Finley what are you doing here?"
"I'm not as happy with her as I am with you." He then went on a rampage. "Gracie I messed up so bad! I thought I loved her! I thought she made me happy! I was wrong! I'm in love with you! Not because our parents forced this! I have been in love with you since we were little. Since I seen you laughing at the monkeys at the zoo when you were twelve. I fell in love with that smile... Those dimples... Oh god those eyes. I fell in love with how you always have a smile or you always try to make some one else happy even when your not. You always try to do the best for everybody else. You put everyone else before yourself. I didn't do that! She was willing to give her body to me and I thought she was attractive! I don't know why! God you are so much more beautiful! Without makeup, after you get out of the shower, when your sleeping and your mouth is hanging open, god even when you don't try! She on the other hand! No! Please Gracie! I promise if you give me another chance I wont mess up!"
"Where is she?"
"She is gone! She was gone two weeks after we split up!"
"Why did you come sooner?"
"I didn't know what to do what to say. I thought you hated me. But, I had to give it a chance I can't live without you! I can't!"
"Finley..."
"Gracie..."
"I love you..." I lifted my head up and his lips smashed to mine.
"I love you too Gracie and I want to marry you."
"I want to as well..."
"Is our wedding back on?"
"Hell yes..." I smiled ear to ear smashing my lips once again to his.
My dream was coming true... Hopefully my dream would stay this way. You always have to give love more than one chance... Life is all about chances. Even for the ones you love and man do I love this one.
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The Forced Marriage (SHORT STORY)
Short StoryFifteen year old Grace Mathew's family used to be rich and never worried about money but her father got laid off at his job but his boss promised him that she would be taken care of. Twenty year old Finley Dawson isn't married yet but has to be m...