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How Times Have Changed

              

          Martin's costume

             Martina (16)
   

               Uriah (16)
      
             Santos's POV
     Her body lays against mine, calming me beyond imaginable. Her bare skin against mine outs the images of hours ago back into my head. She's changed me, and that's all because she loved me.
    I've made my fair share of terrible, unforgivable mistakes, and somehow she's always been able to forgive me when I think I've reached the point of no return in our relationship.
   My love for her is undying. It was woken when she first looked up at me with those chocolate brown eyes and freckled cheeks, and now I've fallen in deep deep water and I'm not going to try come up for any air.
    ×××××××
          Nine months later
      "I'm starting to get very disappointed in your reading habits. It's been years," Illi says as she comes onto the kitchen from laying Uriah down. "He is so much more complicated than Tina every was." I close the door and wave it in her face.
    "I finished it after all this time now though and I must say-"
   "You loved it, and are now a sucker for cliche romances?" She asks with a twinkle in her eyes. I kiss her forehead briefly because the urge was too overpowering. She smiles brightly up at me.
    "I was going to say that I can't believe that I wasted my time on that book, but it was good. And no, I will not have full in conversations about any books with you, unless there is sex as a aftermath."
    She laughs lightly. "I'm never having sex with you again," she says. "It gives me anxiety." I cock a brow.
    "And I'm just finding this out because...?"
    "Every time we have sex,  I'm scared I'm pregnant. Sure, I'm on a new birth control, but that hasn't stopped it in the past," she says. I grin down at her.
    "But are you actually going to be able to resist me?" I ask with a cocky smirk. She glares playfully at me as her hand gropes me. I take in a sharp breath. "See, you can't keep your hands to yourself. Now get in the room and take off your clothes, baby momma."
   She steps back and crosses her arms, popping out a knee. "Excuse me?" She says. I clear my throat.
    "I'm sorry. Beautiful wife of mine, will you do me the honor of having sexual relations with me?" I ask formally. She bursts out laughing.
   "That killed the mood."
   "You told me-" she walks away into the room, removing her shirt as she goes.
    ×××××××
      Years later (Martina: 16 Uriah: 16)
         "There's the devil," Illi says as Uriah walks into the living room. He smiles at her. "Happy birthday," she says.
    "Happy birthday," I tell him as well. He sits down at the island. "Are you sire you don't wanna go out to dinner or anything. Its your sixteenth birthday," I say. He shakes his head.
    "Moms already cooking," he says. Illi looks at him with narrowed eyes.
    "We can save it for tomorrow night. What's going on?" She asks. His cheeks flush.
    "I'm kinda going out with a girl tonight," he tells us. Illi nearly chokes on her water at that announcement.
    "What?" She asks. "No, your too young." He gives her a tilt headed stare.
    "Dad was probably hooking up with different women every night when he was sixteen," he says. She looks at me. All I van do is shrug cause its the truth.
   "Just, don't have sex," I tell him. Martina walks out in her costume. I smile at her as she sets books down on the counter.
    "There's my little princess," I says. She smiles at me, her eyes shining. She looks like the perfect combination of Illi and me, whereas Uriah is all me.
    "I'm gonna go out with Sarina," she says. Illi looks me at her with a look I can't read. "Dad, am I at the age where I can talk to boys?" She asks.
    I laugh loudly. "That's a funny joke," I say. Illi kicks me gently. "Hell no your not at that age. Boys only want one thing from girls and your not allowed to do that thing."
    She looks at Uriah. "He gets to go out with a girl tonight," she points out. Illi rases her brows at me, waiting to see what my response will be.
    "He is a responsible boy who has been taught the correct ways to treat a girl, unlike a lot of guys, he doesn't ignore those teachings. A lot of boys aren't like that. I'm protecting you from the kind of guy I used to be."
   "He's just a friend and we'd be with a group of people. Plus, we all think he's gay," she says. Illi chuckles.
    "Fine, go. But I'm gonna be calling Sarina every now and then to make sire your okay,"  I say. She nods.
     ××××××××
        I hand Illi the book as I get in bed. She takes it in her hands and looks down at it. "What?" She asks.
   "Go to the last page," I tell her. She turns to where page 492 should be.
    "Its been ripped out, but there a piece of paper," she says. I wait for her to open the lined binder paper. She looks at her and begins to read.
     Dear beautiful,
      This books was the start if us, and it will be the end. Instead of the last page being about them, let's make it about us. I love you and am so lucky that you found it in yourself to love the guy who used to be cruel to you.
    I am sorry for what I did to you and the pain I might have caused. You are truly the most beautiful women ever and I couldn't ask for a better companion.
   
   She sets the paper down and leans over, kissing me. I smile against her lips. "I love you so much," she says. I run my hands up and down her arms.
    "I love you too, baby."

AN: This is the last chapter! I've enjoyed writing this thank you to everyone who has read it and loved it as much as I have. I will be putting up the description for my new story after this. It is similar to this kind of. Please check it out. Stay alive |-/       -Veah