When we were far enough from my house, we said goodbye to Molly and Drew, thanking them for their help and pursuing them to finally go home even though they insisted on coming back with us.
When Molly and Drew disappeared in the darkness, Peter finally put me down. "You know, you could have put me down so I could have thanked them myself." I was still smiling, but one look at Peter's face caused it to disappear and become a look of concern. Peter was crying, actually crying, his whole body shaking. I would never have thought I would of ever see Peter cry. Never in a million years would it ever have crossed my mind.
As if by instinct, I wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his back. "Why are you crying? What's wrong?" I asked him as gently as I could even though the sight of him made me want to cry myself.
"I," he choked on his words, before he cleared his voice and finally said, "It's because of me everything happened. You could have died because of me. I'm such an idiot. Why did I have to go back?" I pulled back and whipped the tears falling from his eyes and staining his cheeks.
"Peter, honey, it isn't your fault. I swear, it wasn't your fault. I don't blame you for anything-" I tried to reassure him, but he was quick to protest.
"But it was! If it wasn't for me wanting my bag to give you a necklace that got passed down from generation to generation in my family that is only given to important people who are the people that the giver loves the most, we wouldn't be in this mess!" I pulled away completely. Was that why he needed to go back so badly? To get a necklace? Right now, I thought about yelling at him, but I couldn't do that. Just today after school, I did the same thing, we went back there to get a ring. He wouldn't have asked us to go back if that necklace wasn't important. It must mean something to him.
"Does it mean something to you? The necklace, I mean." I asked him, as calmly as I could. The shock of the incident was coming back, and the pain in my whole body was getting worst. It took me everything I had inside of me not to fall down on the ground. Peter nodded, looking down at his feet and whipping his eyes as soon as the tears came. "Then I don't care about what happened, as long as you got what you needed. I'm not blaming you for anything that happened today. You didn't want any of this to happen. You couldn't have known, so it's not your fault."
Now he looked at me, his expression a mix of surprise, happiness and sadness. "Why," he started, again choking on his words as if it were painful to even talk, "Why are you being so nice to me? Why are you treating me like this? I'm nothing, I'm not at all like you. I'm not smart, I'm not clever, I’m not nice, I'm not as emotionally strong, I'm nothing compared to you, Florence. You're a billion times a better person than me. I don't even deserve you. You deserve way better than me. I don't even know how you can stand me, or why you haven't left me already."
"You want to know why I didn't leave you already? Why I decided to stay and not leave to find someone better than you?" I asked him. He slowly nodded. "I haven't left you because I love you, Peter. I love you and I have never, ever once in my life ever loved someone so much it hurt. You were the one who took me inside your home and took care of me when I needed someone the most, you made me happy and you made me laugh. You took time to take care of me by gathering all of the pieces of my broken heart and put them back together; you healed me. You made me realize that I was loved and that I had a place in this world. I would most likely be dead right now if it weren't for you. I probably would of committed suicide if you hadn't come along. I mean, if no one cares for you that means no one would even miss you if you died, so what’s the point of even living?" when I said that, he winced, as if the thought of it was scaring him, "But you have given me hope, given me love, given me everything I have ever hoped to have but thought it was impossible. No one in the world is as generous as you. No one has treated me as if I was actually worth something except for you. I feel safe around you, happy even. And I never want to lose you." I wrapped both my arms around his neck, pushing him closer to me, close enough that our lips were brushing each others, but not kissing. Before I could say another word, Peter spoke up.
"I never want in a million years to leave your side. I'd die if I lost you. During the night, I wake up gasping because I dreamed that you died right in front of me and I couldn't do anything to stop it from happening. But when I see your beside me, still there with me, I-I can't even tell you how I feel. It feels like if my heart had stopped and then, when I see you, it's as if someone had breathed new air inside me, and I can breathe again. That's how I feel. And when you tell me you love me, it's like-it's like-" Peter struggled to speak as tears were streaming down his face.
"Shh," I put a finger against his lips to stop him from talking, and when I took it off, I kissed him. His arms went around my waist to push my body against his so there would be no space between us.
"I love you." we both said in harmony, which caused us to laugh before we joined our lips together once again. When we pulled away, Peter smiled down at me, "Come on, let's go back home." he extended his hand, which I gladly took and we walked back home, hand in hand, with the stars staring down at us.
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Complicated Love (Divergent Peter Fanfic)
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