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𝘛𝘰 𝘺/𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘺,
𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘐 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥; 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘌𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴. 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳. 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯. 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥.
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘺/𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯, 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦.
It stops there and I quickly wipe my eyes and shut the book before I get tears on it. How could I be so stupid? If only I relied solely on Tyler and trusted him like he trusted me.
If only I trusted him...
I jolt awake, my breathing heavy as I scan the room. Fuck, thank God it was just a dream.
I quickly turn over to touch Tyler, but find that half of my bed is gone, and so is the other half of my heart. Where is he?
That's when I realize that I'm not even in the same house that I was in. I'm back in my old house. In my old room with navy blue walls and a twin sized bed.
Where did Tyler go? He's probably at his house asleep. His own house. Not with me. Why do I feel so empty all of the sudden?
Even though the dream turned into a nightmare it was still a dream I didn't want to wake up from. That dream gave me exactly what I wanted in life. A man who loved me, a roof over my head, and food to eat. How the fuck could I not have seen it in the beginning?
Even now, at the age of fifteen, I have a man who loves me, a roof over my head, and food to eat. And that man is a young boy, who lives six houses down. He is a young boy that has shown me nothing but appreciation and love. He is the love of my life and I trust him.
I can't waste any time keeping this to myself. I'm too excited to even wait for a reasonable hour. It's 5:30. That's reasonable right? I jump out of bed and pull my slippers onto my feet. I quickly head for my window and hop out of it. If I went downstairs my parents would surely yell at me. I ignore my bike and dash across the yard.
I'm breathless by the time I get to his window, and I knock furiously at the glass. It's just bright enough to see inside. His soft, cute, innocent face is resting sweetly against his pillow. I hate to wake him, but this is urgent news.
I knock harder until I see him jump awake and roll off his bed. I must've scared him. I giggle lightly as I see him peak from behind his bed, and he glares at me.
He crawls over to his window and opens it. "What are you doing here?"
"I dreamed of you."
I see him gulp, "you did?"
I nod, "and I love you." I say, my heart not only racing because of my journey over here, but because of the anxiety flowing through my veins. Something clicks inside his brain and he makes some sort of shocked expression.
"You what?"
"I love you, Tyler." I repeat, licking my lips, "I've loved you for a long time but I was too afraid to say it. I'm not afraid anymore, Ty."
He seems to have lost all words as he stares at me. His Adam's Apple bounces up as he gulps, and he licks his lips. "You do?" He seems totally dumbfounded, but I don't care.
"Yes, of course I do. You're the only one I love. You're the only one I'm willing to grow old with, Ty. You're special to me. I trust you more than anyone."
He hesitates before letting out a small huff of a laugh. "G-get inside. You're probably cold."
I smile up at him as I slip into his window, the feeling of emptiness being filled by his presence. "So?"
Tyler nods furiously, his smile only growing. "Y-yeah, I feel the same, y/n. I love you."
Even though I kind of already knew his answer, it still doesn't stop the wave of relief that washes over me at his words. "I love you too!" I say, grabbing his cheeks and kissing his lips.
"I love you so much." I say, meaning every single word.
THE END
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The end! How did you like it? Was the ending better than the original one I wrote?
Chapter ten: Dec. 11, 2020