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Graduation

Illi's POV
    Marcus, Venus, and I find our parents and go over to them. I'm now graduated. I'm sure as hell am not going to miss this hellish place. My dad hugs me and so does my mom. Someone taps by shoulder. I turn around to see my birth dad.
    I smile up at him and hug him. He kisses the top of my head as I pull back. "Thank you for inviting me," he says to my parents. They give him a smile. "Your so grown up. Graduated. Are you going to college?" I nod.
    "Boston," I say. His smiles shows pride. Arms wrap around my waist and pick me up. Whoever it was sets me down. Jules smiles down at me then it falls when he sees my dad.
     "Hey, beautiful," he says, leaning down and kissing me. I pull back sooner than he wanted. He's already taken off his gown, revealing his tight, muscle hugging black shirt and faded black jeans.
    "Hey," I reply with a smile. Someone calls his name. He looks over and waves.
    "My mom, I'll be back," he says and kisses my cheek before walking off.
    "How long have you guys been together now?" My mom asks, now standing beside my dad as my foster dad stands next to her.
     "About three months," I answer shyly. I diny like talking about our relationship. It's really no one else's business.
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            Santos's POV
      I lean against the tree, hugging my sister as my mom takes a picture of us. "I've dreaded this day for the longest time," My mom says. I roll my eyes.
    "Come on, you know you couldn't wait for it," I sat sarcastically. She scuffs, shaking her head.
    "It's the graduating part, its what I know comes after it for you," she says, tears brimming her eyes. "But there's no stopping you. You always wanted to do this."
    "There's no turning back now. I leave in a month and am being stationed somewhere. I'm sorry," I say. She nods, fighting off tears. A year ago, I enrolled to be in the army. Only my mom, Leslie, and Marcus know that. That's another reason why he didn't want to be with his sister.
     "You better stay alive," Leslie tells me. I laugh and pick her up, throwing her over my shoulder. My mom shakes her head at us.
    "Awe, your gonna miss your big brother."
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        (Mature)
      "Ah," she moans as my  tongue moves against her. Her back arches against me, but I hold her down. My hands rest on her stomach, making slow circles on her skin. "St-stop," she tells me.
     I bring myself up. She tries catching her breath. I place myself at her entrance and push in. She groans, biting her lip. My eyes could be trailing down her naked body, but I only keep them locked with hers.
     She grips my shoulders as I still myself inside her. I kiss her shoulder gently. I begun moving, my hips meeting hers. Her eyes close as I speed up. I reach down and touch her. Her nails dig into my back.
     "Fuck," she moans. I've never heard her cuss and dear God is it a turn on. "Do-don't stop." We end up finishing soon.
    I roll over to my side of the bed and lay down. She rests her head down on the pillow and closes her eyes. "I need to tell you something," I say. She mumbles something. "I joined the army."
    Her eyes shoot open and she sits up, sheet covering her chest. "You what?" She asks.
    "I enrolled for the army a year ago and I leave month and two days," I say. She lays back down, looking up at the ceiling.
    "You understand that you can die right?" She asks. I nod. "Then w-why do it?" She asks. I wipe away a tear.
    "I don't know. Its just something I've wanted to do for years," I tell her. She nods. "This hurts me too. You just have to know that whatever happens I love you."
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      She was rain. I was fire that was burning all too bright, calling out for attention in the night. I walked around burning people, leaving scars upon their bodies. Everyone though in needed too be taken out, but it was who I was. It's who I am. Nothing can change that.
       But there she was in her baggy, baby girl, cut off sweater that showed just a boy if her lower stomach and faded dark blue jeans. The girl in the back of classroom that no one notices, yeah, she's really there. She may not be happy but she's there.
     I noticed her and damn did it awaken a spark. But it was different, more like an ember. She didn't talk much, scared she'll say too much or people would find her boring. She didn't look people in the eye. She didn't have many friends in fear of getting connected.
     But she was the water I needed to put out my dangerous, murderous flame. I knew she would turn me to ashes and smoke, but I knew I would be okay with that.
     "Are you okay?" Illi asks, squinting because of the light. I close the book and place it on the nightstand.
    "I'm good. Get some more sleep, love."

AN: Next chapter will be a time jump, therefore, no side suggestions for this one. Please comment what you think has happened over five years!!! Share! Stay alive |-/     -Veah