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C H A P T E R 22

"Do you want something else ?" He asked me.

"N-no."

I was just wondering how a person could pay such attention to every little detail about you because he remembered I wanted to go to the park. But the park thing is nothing compared to him calling out my order word by word. It was a whole month ago and he still remembers every little detail of the long order.

Why does he continuosly do things that make this mission harder for me? He continuosly does things that make me hate myself for betraying and lying to him. Why does he do things that makes it harder for me to let go of him? Why does he do things that make me fall for him than I already am? Why does he do things that make me fall deeply in love with him than I already am?

I'll admit it I am in love with Kenny. I'm deeply in love with him. My thoughts turn to him regularly, I find myself thinking about him all the time. Every little thing reminds me of him. I feel safe with him, I feel secure around his arms. Life feels more exciting with him. He makes me feel like I'm alive and not just breathing. I want to spend every second of my day with him. I feel compassion for him, I have this intense feeling of deep affection towards him.

He completes me. I don't know if I'll ever be complete, but I know whatever I am, he'll always be the rest of me. damn I'm even becoming poetic because of him.

"Blue?"

"Yeah ?" I answered him as I snapped out of my gaze and looked at him.

"I called you four times to tell you we're here. You okay ?" He asked worriedly as his large hand held my cheek.

"Kenny would you ever forgive me if you found out I did.. bad things ?" I asked softly as I looked at him.

"Nothing you do could ever make me lo- like you any less." He replied. "No matter what you did, I'll always find it in my heart to forgive you."

Was he going to say what I thought he was ?

"Okay." I replied as kissed the large hand that was on my cheek. "Let's go. I'm starving."

I got out of the door and closed it to open the back. I took out the takeouts on the passenger seat and Kenny opened his boot to come out with a folded red matt.

"Is that from the day you asked me to be your girlfriend on the rooftop ?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, I'm glad you remember." He said as he took the food from me and went to the middle of the park. He layed the thin matt under a tree and put the food on top of it. I came to sit down infront of him and immediately opened the takeaways.

The weather was great. Some freshening outdoor air with the sun shining through.
Kenny and I ate and we talked about almost everything. Childhood memories, our highschool years, our dreams and aspirations, he told me his most biggest cases- you could see how passionate he was about his work.

We argued wether mermaids and aliens were real. We argued about how pineapples should go on pizza and pepperoni is the best topping. We argued about how there's no point eating french fries without Ketchup. Dogs are better than cats, summer is better than winter. How clowns are more scary than funny. Modern music is better than classical music. And lastly, people should be allowed to go barefoot wherever they want. Those were all my arguments and he disagreed with every single one of them.

But, we agreed on somethings. Like how cheating is not a turn off but a complete deal breaker in a relationship. We're both not religious people. Our hate for alcohol. Our big appetite. Our abnormally high sex drive. Our views on polygamy. Our mutual hate for social media. Our hate for reality shows and love for fastfood. I think my love for fast food rubbed off on him because unlike me, he knows how to cook, so that's the only explanation.

"Okay spill." I said as I put my head on his lap. He was sitting down with his back on the tree and I was laid down on my back as I looked at him.

"Spill what ?" He asked me.

"I don't know, that's why I'm telling you to talk. You're nervous."

"Okay." He nervously said. "I want you to move in with me."

"What ?" I asked him suprised.

"If you're up for it.. I mean we spend most of our time at my apartment. We're already living together, why not make it official ? Every second without you feels like forever Blue. I want to wake up every morning to your beautiful face. Sleep every night with you in my arms. I'd understand if you think it's too soon and you're not comfortable with-"

"Yes Kenny I'll move in with you." I cut his rambling short as I laughed.

"You sure ?" He excitedly asked.

"Yes. Yes! A thousand times yes!" I exaggerated on purpose.

"Geee woman calm down I wasn't proposing." He said and we laughed.

This was another step to my mission. Another step to finding the flash drive. The closer I get to his personal space, the closer I get to finding the drive. I fucking feel bad for thinking about it when all he's ever done is show me genuine affection and care. But it's the main reason why I'm here. I feel bad that I have to do this to the person I love. Now that I can finally admit my feelings for him, it feels like I'm committing a sin. And trust me I've committed a lot of sins, but I've never felt guilty.

There are some people that are born without certain emotions, some hatred, some empathy, while others fear. Mine is guilt. No matter how bad of a crime I commit, I never feel guilty. It's just an emotion I wasn't born with. I have to put my feelings aside and complete my mission. I can't afford to let my feelings get in the way of doing my duty. My dad trusted me with this and I can't afford to disappoint him.

"Daddy look an ice cream truck !!" A little girl said as she ran up to the truck that just parked in the sidewalk of the park.

My eyes lit up as I saw the truck, I smiled as I looked at Kenny. "No." He immediately said.

"Baby-"

"No Blue. You had a milkshake, both mine and your Mcflurry ice creams. Large ones." He said seriously.

"I didn't say I want ice cream" I rolled my eyes and looked at the ice cream truck. The que was getting long. Don't people have anything to do other than eating junk food ?

"Really ?" He chuckled. "What did you want then ?"

"Okay listen to me." I tried to explain. " I'll get the smallest one. Please ?" I pouted at him.

"Fine. But you're gonna have to take a break from sugar.

"What are you ? My dad ?" I chuckled and he immediately glared at me.

"The smallest ice cream and no week of sugar it is." I smiled at him as I stood up.