Skeptic
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“I don’t know,” Tyler murmured hardly audible to anyone who was not laying as close to ehr as I was. “I guess I’m a bit of a skeptic.” “That’s reasonable” I said, running my fingers down her back in an attempt to soothe her. “I’m not here to hurt you,” “You couldn’t hurt me. I’ve made it so that no one can ever hurt me in anyway again.” she rolled over onto her side drawing the checkered patterned print comforter over her. I knew she wasn’t asleep but I decided to let her think I believed she was. I turned off the desk lamp and fumbled around for the rest of the blanket. hesitantly, I attempted to wrap my arm around her bare waist. I felt her body shift to curve into mine in acceptance of the gesture. I tightened my grip around her and pulled her a bit closer. I kissed the bare skin below her neck. “I could hurt you,” I whispered taking a small hit off the joint before stubbing it out into the ashtray beside the bed. “I don’t want to. But I could.”
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His warm hand stays at my back and I can feel his body keep me close. I nod and listen to his heart again. Worry suddenly starts to ruin this beautiful moment and I whisper, "What will happen if there's something wrong? What if your faith isn't strong enough?" Tyler's eyes soften at this and his thumb tenderly rubs my cheek. "I'm not afraid of what's to come. I have you." "I'm not as strong as you are." "That's what you think. You are much stronger. I can see it in you, city girl." I smile at this but my heart isn't convinced. He doesn't know what I've been through. He doesn't know how weak I can be. How much of a coward I am. But I promise myself that this time I'm not that woman. I'm his. I can't just run away from my problems like I've done all my life. He needs me no matter what happens. So I'll stay against his chest; listening to his heart until it no longer makes its beautiful melody.

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