Chapter 10

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One of the scariest feelings in the world is when someone sees you at your worse while hurting but doesn't judge you. I love you. A simple eight letters that have such a strong meaning. Eight letters we learn to say to people that may not actually deserve to hear them. But if all it is, is eight letters why is it so hard to say to the person whose shown me that I'm not broken or as damaged as I though.

Leo Stone deserves to hear those eight letters. As many times as I pulled him close and pushed him away he held his ground. Eight letters, three words and as I close my eyes all I see is him.

I love Leo Stone.

He had the nerve to break up my lonely by marching into my heart. I wasn't looking for love nor did I care for the word. I've had my heart broken by the people who are suppose too love you unconditionally, but here I am head over heels for the man who makes my heart skip a beat. He's my home. Ive never felt safe, Ive never understood how a simple touch can feel so calming. But Leo Stone tore down my walls and left a imprint id never wanna erase.

The question is how do you tell someone that's done so much, you love them. I feel like those words aren't enough. In fact I feel as though all the words in the dictionary will never be enough.

So instead I've decided to try and tell him how I feel the best way I know how, by art. Call me clique but I knew he would understand why he deserved to know how I truly felt this way. Leo always calls me his masterpiece. Little did he know, he was also mine.

I stand in the middle of our bed room. A bed room I've helped him paint only to repaint it all on my own. I didn't want the memory of me running out on him to taint the walls around us. I wanted him to know how thankful I am. I needed him to know that if he was all in, I was all in too.

Luckily Mike and Junior helped distracting Leo for me. He didn't want to leave knowing I was moving all my things in this weekend, but I told him a weekend with the guys is something he needed. After fighting tooth and nail he finally gave in only after I promised that when he was ready id meet his parents that have been asking about me.

I stare at the wall that once was maroon feeling accomplished. From maroon to two prime coats and white paint slapped over for a blank canvas now holds an abstract painting that represented Leo and I.

Two gray souls holding on to each other as their minds and hearts burst into color becoming one.

"Omg Amy" Lexi comes in wide eyed looking at the abstract painting.

"This looks amazing. He's going to love it."

"You think so?" I say tilting my head still staring at the painting as it dries.

"Hell yes he will. I came in to ask if you needed help but looks like I came to late" she chuckled still looking at the wall.

"Well, you could help me unwrap stuff and clean up. The paint should only need a little more time to dry and I figured we can cook for the boys as one last thank you for all they've done."

"Now that I can do. I got to admit not seeing Mike for two days has me feeling antsy and I kinda can't wait to jump his bones."

I felt myself tense up. Sex is one subject I hate to talk about. Leo hasn't pressured me in anyway but moments like this I wished my virginity was still intact. Leo would have been the one i've chosen without a doubt.

Snapping the thought from my head I fake laughed while turning to her.

"So what should we cook for them?"

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"Were home!" Leo and Mike scream as soon as they come through door hearing their keys clink against the table as they place them down.

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