Antichrist

Part 1: Meeting

This first part is in Dean's POV.

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"Dude.  We can't constantly be sneaking out like this.  It's gonna get us killed."

"More likely me than you."

"Exactly.  I.. We can't risk that."

Olivia.  I don't know how to describe her with words.  I can't.  No one can.  Her beauty is beyond compare.  Her eyes.  Green.  Well, no.  Gray with hints of green.  Her hair is the color of the trunk of a red wood tree and the texture of strands of gold.  Her smile.  I just can't describe her smile without feeling as if I didn't do it justice.  Her sarcastic tendencies.  They're so mean, but honestly, it makes me love her more. 

I haven't said I love you yet.  We've been together secretly for a year.  When we see each other outside of our meetings, we have to be enemies.  She is my Juliet.  I am her Romeo. 

I can't tell Sammy.  I won't tell Sammy.  He'll say I'll end up like he did with Ruby.  I would never put her through that pain.  That would be barbaric.  Ugh.  Even just imagining it makes me hate myself. 

"Hey Olivia.."

"Yes?"

"I-I.. think we should head inside now.  I think it's clear."

We head inside of her small farm house about 13 miles outside of a city called Fond De Lac.

"You know the drill.  You can set your coat in the closet.  Don't touch anything.  He will notice."

"I know.  You know I would never risk that for this."

"Yes," she says with a slight look of despair.

"Is anything wrong?"

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"Dean.  You know what it is.  It's this fucking sneaking around.  I hate it.  Why can't we just tell them already?"

"Because our species don't really get along well."

"Well who the fuck cares?"

"Your dad!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.  "This whole damn thing would be a lot fucking easier if your goddamn father wasn't the fucking king of hell."

"What do you want me to do about it?!  There's only one way out of this mess, and that's if one or both of us has to die.  You know this," she yells.  She collapses in tears.

I grab her before she falls to the ground.  I grab her face, and look her straight in the eye and say, "Olivia.  I love you.  I would never give any of this up.  You know this.  I know this.  That's all that matters."

I kiss her as hard as I can and as many times as I can before I realized we were both shirtless.  We continue.  At this point, we don't care who or what we are, or why we're doing this.  I place my hand on her naked waist, and slowly move it to the clasp of her bra. 

We slowly move to her bedroom.  As we step inside, she slams the door, and she climbs on top of me.  The rest was a blur.  All I know is that when I woke up.  I was lying with her. 

I was happy.  It was the happiest I have been in a long time.  I finally figured out my goal.  Olivia.  I want her.  I want her to be happy.  I want to marry her.  I want to have a family with her.  I want to leave this world for a final time knowing that I made someone happy, and that I got to truly love someone. 

I love her.

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This is my first series on wattpad.  I hope you guys enjoy it.  I'm sorry.  I'm not the greatest at writing, and there might be a few mistakes in there once in a well.  Just try to ignore them.