Chapter 7

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"Amelia, come here!" I giggle as I run from him. "Baby girl, come sit in my lap!" I hide and before I know it, he sweeps me off my feet then sets me on the couch. "If you don't start listening am gonna have to punish you." I try to get up so he grabs my feet and tickles them. I try to hold back my laugh as much as I can. Instead of surrendering, I kiss him and he stops tickling me. Andrew picks me up then sets me in his lap after I pull away. He hugs me from behind.
"I love you."
"How much?"
"Alot." I look into his dark eyes.
"Forever?" He smiles at me.
"Forever and always." I relax to the sound of that. He seems to slightly tense up but I think nothing of it. "Wanna cuddle, Baby girl?" I nod my head as he pulls me close.
He will always love me... maybe someday... someday he will propose and I'll be his wife. I want to be that lucky girl.
"AMELIA, GET OFF JACKSON ALREADY YOU'RE HOME!" I go back to reality and realized I have cried all over Jackson. Instead of me being able to get up Andrew lifts me off of Jackson.
"Let me go! Don't touch me!" He drops me on the ground and i yelp. He shrugs at me.
"You told me to let you go and I did." Suddenly, it starts to pour down raining as I start to cry. I lay there not looking at Andrew or Camilla's face. Jackson picks me up unexpectedly and sets me farther away from the car.
"You guys leave while I stay with Waffles for a little bit longer." They nod and Camilla winks at me then drives away.
I hate you Camilla.
Jackson lays beside me and watches the rain. "You know what I love about the rain, Waffles?"
"No." I say blankly staring up at the sky sadly.
"I love the fact it seems like when you cry the world is crying with you." I look at his soft eyes.
"Didn't know that you had a heart." He smirks.
"My heart doesn't beat, that's all." I tilt my head gently to the side. "Am serious. I was born without a beating heart." He places my hand on his chest. Nothing.
"How are you alive?" He shrugs.
"No one knows. Parents never cared enough to spend time figuring it out. I bleed and no part of me has an inch of metal so I ain't a clone or robot." He smirks. "Maybe I'm dead but Am breathing so people think am alive." I roll my eyes and begin staring at the sky.
"Its so beautiful."
"I know." He picks me up and carries me inside the house. Jackson then fixes up my foot and sets me in bed.
"Why are you so small?"
"I'm not a preemie if that's what your thinking." I slowly fall asleep after responding to him.

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