*Weird capitalization intended*
*Octavian on side or top of screen*
We sit down with our candles. i grab the lighter from my jacket and light the candle. i hand the lighter to him and he takes it, lighting the candle. i take a deep breath and look him in the eyes. He looks in my eyes too and scoots over to sit next to me.
"Why do you tell me to come here every thursday night when all you do is light that candle and stare into my eyes and leave 10 minutes later without saying a word?"
I stare into his eyes and turn to look at the tree that is next to the tree we are sitting under. I hear him let out a small groan. i hear the rustles of leaves of and see him come sit in front of me. He lifts my chin up with his forefinger. I grab his wrist with my nails and grip it tightly making him wince which he lets go of my chin. I notice he began to bleed and I take a tissue out of my pocket and give it to him. He takes the tissue and cleans the blood placing the tissue down on the ground.
I look into his eyes and began to cry. He comes next to me and hugs me. Instead of pinching his arms,I let him wrap his arms around me. He starts to pull me into his lap and rock me back-and-forth, telling me everything will be okay. I abruptly stop crying and look into his eyes. His eyes are a nice grey. I ball my hands into a fist and punch him in the chest, hard. He grunts but wraps his arm tighter around me as if he is a citadel protecting me, the castle.
We sit like that in silence only hearing the creatures in the sun emitted woods. I feel a buzz in my jeans pocket and I know I need to leave. I start to unravel my body from his embrace which he obliges. I stand up and stretch hearing my back crack. he also stands up and does the same action as me. i look into his eyes one last time and lean in, giving him a small peck on his cheek. i turn around walking deeper into the woods without looking back. I start to think about him. i like him. he is very nice. I hope his scratches heal and I hope he isn't mad at me. i love his eyes, but I know he has something in his eyes that makes me calm. Well, this is my last day seeing those eyes. I will miss him. I'll miss never to getting to say his name, Octavian.
That's okay with me. At least I kissed his cheek.
Hello! I hope you liked this chapter! There is only one or two more chapters and the story is over.[The girl's name is Gayle] This chapter is dedicated to boatstick 'cause she is amazing and has told me for two years now to write own story. Luv ya Emma. Also go check her story "Wild Hearts"!!
Farewell my Earth dwellers =]
