He's Home

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is about a small town girl and guy meeting after a few years, him coming home from the army and in the end she drops her past heartbreak for him.

Submitted: January 02, 2012

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She looked up at him, from where she laid. Her eyes had glassed over and her skin had paled even more. She took a breath and looked at him. “Zader…” she said softly, looking at him standing over her in her in her bed.

He looked with teary eyes down at her, and before she could move he was pulling her up and outside and down into forest behind her house. “Walk with me,” he stated simply.

“Zader…please, I can’t do this,” she said and to keep from stumbling pulled her hand away as he walked so fast.

Zader stopped and turned back to look at her, and instantly felt horrible. He strode to her and pulled her into his toned arms. “I’m sorry, love, but I do love you.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me before!” she asked, pulling back and looked at him as tears rushed down over her face. “Why tell me now? It makes no sense!”

“I had to make sure,” he said, looking her in the eye then pulling her to him and kissing her.

When he let Arianna go she looked at him, and sighed, “Go, go back. Please, Zader,” she begged, “I can’t handle loosing you again!”

“I will still love you. Think about me.” He said and moved away, but only after kissing her sweet soft lips again. He walked away…deeper on the straight forest path in front of her.

She watched him walk away. Watching him get smaller and smaller as he walked away with her heart. If he turned around and said her name she would go to him. Her body knew that. She loved him, and hadn’t ever stopped. Tears streamed as she saw the faint figure stop. Hearing the gravel under his worn Air Force boots crunch on the gravel as he turned.

Don’t say it.She thought.God, please don’t say…

“Arianna,” his voice carried on the breeze as she ran to him, jumping up she had her legs around his waist as she hugged him. He crushed her lips with his, his hands holding her face as she kissed him fiercely.

“I love you too, Zader,” she got out after she was able to pull away from his lips. “I have since I was five and we were growing up. Then more when you kissed me when we were twelve under the Oak tree in your back yard."

“I still love you more.” Zader fought back, kissing her again.

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A year later they were on the same path, their family around them as they exchanged their vows and sealed the marriage with a kiss. Making the last parts of their life happily spent with each other and the children to come.


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