He parks the car in front of a forest and curiosity courses through me. What the hell are we doing here?
"Pete, it's a forest." My eye brows quirk up.
"Yup, Beautiful isn't it."
He wasn't crazy for saying that. As soon as I stepped out of the car, I felt it, peace. Breathing in that forest scent of the maple trees and the brisk wet leaves. Mm.
"Come on, follow me."
Peter smiles in the dark at me, holding out his hand. I run to it and take ahold of him. The blanket on his shoulder cushioning my head as I lay silently against him.
Peter leads me through the small pathway through the forest and I can feel the tiny mosquitoes bite my skin. UGH!! Now I remember why I hate forests.
"Almost there."
"Okay." I whisper back to him.
His hand lets go of mine and then wrap around my body, pulling me closer into him.
"Sel?"
"Hm?" I close my eyes, allowing him to lead.
"Your amazing."
"Your pretty amazing too."
He chuckles and we stop. I open my eyes to an open field of grass and a single tree on the top of the hill. The Stars beautifully shining and precisely placed in the deep blue and black blanket of the night.
"Wow." I whisper and I think I saw Peter looking at me.
"Come on, let's climb this hill."
We begin to walk and I can't think anymore. Tonight means so much to me that I meantally shut my mind off.
Peter reaches the top first and lays down the blanket on the dry green grass.
My feet hit the hem of the red and black plaid soft blanket and Peter lies down on it. I guess we're star gazing tonight.
Slowly I lower my self onto the soft cotton fabric and feel his hand brush against mine. I turn my eyes to his and notice how he's already looking into me.
"Sel, What are you thinking?"
"I think that this is either a beautiful date, or a good place to kill me without anyone knowing."
He chuckles and wraps his hand around mine.
"I actually think this is the perfect place to pull out the blue bag."
"REALLY!?"
He's finally going to show me the Blue Bag!! Best Date Ever!
He laughs and pulls me closer to him. The rough soft skin on my own.
"Yes, I'm going to show you."
Peter lets my hand go and grabs something behind him. Bring his hand back with a dark blue bag, I automatically go into a excited frenzy.
"Here, I want you to open it."
I sigh and sweat a little in my palms, am I nervous? Hell yes.
My fingers shake as they grab the bag and open it wide.
God I hope it's good news, I don't want it to be memories of ex-girlfriends or sex-tapes.
Now Selena, why would he have sex tapes when he has you?
I don't know, I'm just thinking of situations.
My hand searches through the bottom of the bag and touch a leathery box and shock runs through me.
This can't be...no...we've only been dating for like...Four weeks! No...it's not-
"What do you think?" Peter interrupts my shocking thoughts.
"I'm not sure." I blurt out.
"Then let me explain."
"Okay."
He grabs the box out of the bag and holds it in front of me.
"I know we haven't been together all that long, and I know that it seems like forever to me. I love you, and I want to lay beside you for the rest of our lives-"
"Pete-"
"Please, just look at it, and tell me if I'm being too pushy."

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Deep Regression
RomanceDepression has become the Ultimate death sentence since 2007. Many have jumped off buildings, and slit their wrists. Finally the government has decided to take action, putting the ill away. Its 2015, and so much has changed. Bill of rights intact...