Keefe

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Foster.

She stood there.

Crying.


No. Way.


I stood still. Why would she be crying? Was it-


Oh. I glanced down at my bleeding arm. I had done it so many times before, it wasn't really disturbing for me anymore.


She ran toward me, and grabbed my arm, pressing down HARD.


I locked my jaw to hold back a scream. Why did she even care?


I looked into her eyes. The eyes that had haunted me for 9 days. Brown. With gold flecks.


We moved closer to each other until our lips met.



At that moment, nothing mattered. Someone could have shot me with a medler, and I wouldn't have been able to register the pain.



Just happiness.



We leaned back to catch our breathes, when Foster began a little rant about me please not leaving.


I only caught a few words.


"...Don't leave...I love you...please....everyone...."


I understood the main point:

Please don't leave.

I love you.



I kissed her again, probably making my answer obvious.


As soon as we leaned back, I said, 


"Yes."



And that was all it took for me to earn another kiss.






I might end it here. I don't know what to dooooo... 

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