India love

Ron

I layed down on the bed, lieing down on my back instead on my stomach. I thought about everything In my life it was like the world stopped.

Me and Ron have been dating not like my parents have excepted the relationship. They say something bad is going to come with him. I can't say I don't believe them.

I rubbed my eyes that appeared to be wet. Now I'm crying. Maybe because I'm stressed out maybe because I'm giving up inside they don't know that everything is tearing me apart.

Why can't Ron and I just be accepted? 

"Why are you crying babygirl?" Ron's deep voice came from my doorframe.

"Shh. Your not soppose--"

"Your parents arn't home that means--"

"So what happened to the rest of them?"

"Out."

"Oh."

"Now why are you crying?"

"Because."

He hovered over me. I played with his dog tag that was hanging over my face but not touching my face. I tried imagining something happy to make me stop but that didn't help at all.

He wiped the tears that seemed to fall slowly.

"Because?"

"I'm stressed out." I mumbled.

"Because?"

"They don't accept us." 

"Why do you care? This is the first time I'm hearing you care about 

anyone elses opinion This is about us."

He said which made me smile that he cared that much about me. He makes me happy.

He knows just what to say to make me smile.

"What are we doing today?" I asked sitting up.

"I was going to have a guys night."

"Without me?" I pouted.

"Your one of the guys." I nudged his shoulder.

"Oh hush up."

"You ready?"

"I have to change."

"You look perfect already."

"Thanks you but can you go so I can change."

"Why do you have to impress the guys?" I snapped making me sad again.

"I'm not I just wanted to." I said slowly. "Why are you so jealous?" I mumbled.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled scratching his head.

"It's okay everyone gets jealous." I said pecked his cheek and pushed him out the door.

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An hour later.

"India. Are you ready?" He said his voice loudly.

"Yeah." I said rushing downstairs.