Together 4 Ever
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A Year Later - Valentines Day ❤️
Kensi - As Hole Team Was At Work I Was Thinking What Deeks Had Got Me For Valentines DayAs We Were Staring At Each other There Was A Envelope With My Name Written "Kensi" On It I Opened It It Said That Deeks Would Pick Me Up At 8:00PM I Smiled At Him
Deeks - As I Was Smiling At Kensi I Knew That She Would Love Her Surprise Tonight It Was Going To Be Something Very Special Tat She Would Never Forget
Kensi - Deeks And I Were Chasing A Bad Guy At Work But All Of A Sudden He Fired His Weapon But Next Thing I Know I Was on The Ground Deeks Came Out of Know Were And Jumped Out And Saved Me From Getting Shot I Thanked Him
Deeks - As I Saved Kensi See Thanked Me I Was Like Your Welcome I Wouldn't Want You Dead On Valentines Day Would I With A Small Smile On Both Of Faces
Kensi - as I Was Nearly Ready For Valentines Day I Heard A Knock On The Door It Was Deeks In A Lovely Suit With A Big Bunch Of Red Roses In His Hand He Gave Me The Roses.....
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"I don't think you know who you're fucking with." He said simply not dropping the gun as the veins stuck out from below the skin of his bare arm. "I've killed people before." He laughed under his breath "I've killed lots of people before, what makes you think that I wouldn't kill you right now." "I think that if you actually wanted me dead, you would have killed me a long time ago." I replied without thinking. "You don't scare me." I lied "I know guys like you, they pretend to be all tough but deep down they're actually soft and mushy, like a little marshmallow" my words came out like vomit. What am I saying, he has a gun he could kill me, I really shouldn't be testing him but I couldn't help myself, I always knew my smart ass mouth would get me killed one day. God, today is that day. "I know girls like you." He started as he completely brushed off my insult "They get drunk at parties, and listen to the lies some fuck boy tells just to get pussy, you girls then believe those lies and jump on top of his dick like it the only one in the world, said fuck boy then pulls up his zipper and goes out to find Amanda the girl he's in love with, leaving you to wonder the streets drunk and used until you find yourself in a doughnut shop alone, incapable of standing on your own two feet." He half smiled "So what did he tell you? Lemme guess, he loved you, Right? That's the famous one." He shrugged, still holding the gun. My heart filled with hurt as I stood before him, I felt a lump in my throat as tears began to glisten up my bright hazel eyes but I quickly pushed it down. I was hurt by his words not because it was entirely true but because parts of it were. ****** •Language.
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