Someday

Smiling

((Zexion))

I smile shyly at myself, watching as my little teeth are slowly unveiled. It's hard to believe that I can smile like this when only a few years ago I had forgotten how to smile. But, here I am. Here I am wearing a black cap and a loose gown, ready to walk across that stage and collect my degree. It's funny to think about now. I nearly died. And, if it wasn't for Demyx, I would have. I wouldn't be able to walk across that stage. I wouldn't be able to smile at myself in the mirror. I wouldn't have met the love of my life.

Yeah, it's funny how things can change.

Two years ago, I wouldn't have thought I could be standing here, somewhere I belong, happy. Really, truly happy. Two years ago, I was still used by abusive boyfriends, trapped by my possessive parents, and isolated by my thoughts.

Two years have never seemed like such along time.

I started dating Demyx. I disowned my parents. And, I don't hate myself anymore. I still think about what makes me wrong sometimes, but it's nothing like it was. Those things don't make me wrong anymore. They make me a person. A flawed person, but that's fine. Everyone has flaws; I've just learned how to except mine.

And, that's all I really needed.

Sometimes, I think about my life before I ever met Demyx, back when I used to be so…childish in my wants. I remember thinking I was worthless, that I was nothing. I remember waking up every morning, wishing for someone to love me. And, it funny that trying to die, to just get away from it all was what really granted my wish in the end. If I had lost my nerve, if I hadn't have jumped, I would have never met him. I would have never been able to turn my life around.

Funny how death is what made me live.

"Hey, are you ready?" I jump, still not entirely freed from the habit, as Demyx talks to me from the bathroom's doorway. Still smiling, I turn to him, my robe billowing around me. He looks just like he did two years ago, blond hair in that abnormal style, oceanic eyes that can't tell a lie. Some things change and some things don't, I guess.

And, I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Yeah." He smiles at me, that childish grin that he's always had, the one that makes everything seem okay. With that persistent smile on my face, I walk over to him, grabbing one of his larger hands in both of my own. Slowly, I stand on my tiptoes, lightly touching our lips together, in just a quiet, sweet kiss. I don't have to wait for him to kiss me back, that oceanic scent filling my nose, nor do I have to wait for his free hand to lightly grip my waist.

"I love you." He whispers against my lips as I pull away, my feet flat on the floor. I don't have to hesitate like I did those many months ago. We're past that time; we're on to something better. Something greater.

"I love you too."

And, I can't seem to stop smiling.
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Okay, this is the official end to this. It's really short, but I wanted to keep it at about the same length as the prologue in the beginning.

I'm sorry this took me so long. For some reason, when I go in to take care of my updates, I always seem to forget to update this site. Anyway, thanks to those of you who commented and dealt with my awful updating! I appreciate it! ^^