“Why can’t we be older? I want to marry you.” I smile as Thomas touches my head to his.
“I know. Me too.” Is his reply, as he takes my hand in his and leads me to the deck overlooking the ocean.
“One day, I want to touch that.” I say, gesturing towards the waves crashing in the distance. The Government forbid us to do many things, and touching the clear blue liquid called “water,” was one of those things. When I was little, I used to think that touching it would cause immediate death, but as I grew older, I learned about the mysterious things that lurked deep within.
“We can get married on the beach.” Thomas suggests, hugging me from behind, and making me squeal.
“Yeah.” I agree, the ocean breeze getting stronger as nightfall comes, and whipping my hair across my face.
“One day.” Thomas repeats my words, electricity uniting between us with every one of his light touches, and I can’t help but fall in love.
“I didn’t know what to do. He was just staring at me. It made me so uncomfortable. I had to react in some sort of way. I realize that it may have been the wrong way that I handled things. But I can learn from my mistakes.” He says, everything and everyone else silent as he speaks.
“And you are aware that you broke the law, and can be sentenced to death for your crime?” The Judge asks him.
“Yes.” He says, looking straight at me from the witness stand, and I immediately feel a sort of spark light between us.
“Well, thank you for your honesty. And we will collaborate and reach a decision by next week.” The Judge explains, releasing everyone from their seats as court ends.
Collin walks right by me, without a second glance. And I follow him out the double doors and to the small courtyard of the huge historical looking, building.
“Why are you following me?” Collin asks me, turning around defensively, and glaring at me harshly.
“What?” I ask, shocked that he even realized that he was being followed.
“You heard me.” Collin says, crossing his arms over his muscled body.
“I…” I start, not even knowing the answer myself. I was so stupid! Why was I following him?
“Just leave me alone. Ok? I don’t want to remember.” He adds, striding away quickly, leaving silence behind him.
He'd said, "I don't want to remember." So did that mean that he got his memories back as well? And why would he not want to remember anything? I was always thinking about him, ever since my first dream.
Even though he looked completely different, as the Academy seemed to specialized in, I still thought of him as the same person. Plus, he was hot either way so what gives? I mean, you have to be attracted to your partner in some way. Right? No really, I'm asking you. I basically have no idea when it comes to love.
The Academy For Young Love Addicts made sure of that when they taught me all I needed to know about "toxic love," they'd called it.