Sequel: Young Volcanoes

A Dark Alley and a Bad Idea

Five

Her breathing had been calmed and relaxed as she laid naked underneath her bed sheets, mine had not.

“Myla,” I breathed out turning my head to look at her.

She looked at me, a smile hanging from her lips.

“I love you,” her smile grew.

“I love you too,” she whispered and placed her head on my bare chest.

“We are meant for each other,” I said and she just kissed my chest.

If not, then what was the point?

What was the point to anything?

Who even cared?

“You should probably start heading out, my parents could be home any minute.”

I couldn’t manage a single word, I kissed her goodbye before getting dressed and I took one last glance at her in bed before walking out of her bedroom.
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