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Jamie Caspian's your typical upstate New Yorker looking to get out of his small town. About to start college, he decides to Study abroad for his first semester. It's all going well until he meets a strange young man at the airport who cha...
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(Mari POV)
"How have you really been papa?"
I ask as we walk up to the Tower Bridge. Hamie walks beside my siblings who were casually bullying him.
"Oh Marius, you're in London, living your dreams. You shouldn't be worried about me." He says with a gentle cough. He was looking thinner than the last time I saw him, which was only three weeks ago.
"Don't lie to me," I say sternly and he sighs.
"It's hard Mari. I loved your father more than words could ever describe, He is...was my soulmate." Papa says with a heavy heart. I gently reach over and rub his shoulder.
"I know you wanted to give up, but thank you for being here," I say and he nods.
"It's what Peter would have wanted. But when I do die Mari, don't be sad or mourn for me. Because I will be whole again." He says and I gently kiss his cheek.
"Now enough with the depression, let's catch up to that poor boyfriend of yours," He laughs and I look up to see Jamie struggling. I run up behind him and hop onto his back.
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"Mari!"
He laughs and I hold on while he carries me. I was smaller than him at only 5'6" while Jamie stands at 6 feet tall. I don't mind being smaller than him though because it's cute.
"Onwards my royal steed!"
I yell and PJ and Ella walk back to papa, pretending we're not related.
"I hope you know the only reason why I'm not tossing you into the Thames is because it's your birthday." He says and I lean over, gently kissing his cheek.
"I love you Hamie," I say as I nuzzle my head to his shoulder, seeing the smile crawl across his face.
"I love you too."
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Hamie passes out as soon as we get into the dorm from dropping my family off at Gatwick airport. I decide to take a quick shower instead.
Washing out my blonde hair and feeling the water hit my back, memories resurface, but I swallow them down.
Not today Mari, today is a happy occasion.
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I tell myself as I get out of the shower and dry my hair. Wrapping the towel around my waist I look at the full-length mirror in front of me and sigh. I reach out and touch the mirrored reflection of my cheek.
"Maybe you're not worthless after all,"
I tell myself and walk back to the room. Putting on a pair of boxers and a gray t-shirt I slide into bed beside Hamie, our backs against each other.
Hamie groans a little and turns around. Wapping long arms around me. I felt comfortable in his arms and safe.
When he holds me like this I know that he's not going to try anything else without asking, he's innocent in his intentions and only wants to cuddle. We haven't done anything other than making out and cuddling, which was exactly what I wanted right now.
Some truths deserve to stay hidden.
A small vibration wakes me from my deep sleep and I tiredly check my phone.
"I'm here,"
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