What the fuck was he doing at the cemetery? I didn't feel like talking so I tried to stay quiet as I was wandering away. Suddenly, the sound of Blake's deep voice made me stop. He wrapped his fingers around my arm pulling me back. "Lord why me?" was the only question I asked myself. I tried freeing myself from his grip, but it was useless. Eventually, I gave in and turned around. His dark brown eyes were making me uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here? Again." he let go of me.

"Shut up and leave me alone, asshole." I said in a frustrated tone. If there was one thing I hated the most in the whole world, then it was obvious questions. For example, when they ask me what I'm doing, but they see that I'm washing the dishes or reading a book.

"Yes, that was a dumb question. Anyway, I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I didn't want to be rude. And I didn't mean to say all those things."

"You really think I'm going to accept your fucking apology after you wished I was dead! I'm not some dumb little girl, that's in love with you! I'm a woman! A woman that knows how she should be treated!"

"C'mon! You know that I didn't want to say that! Alec is fucking dying, okay? He's my childhood best friend for fuck's sake! You can't expect me to just forget about it! I'm sorry, I really am."

"It still doesn't give you the right to say such things. Yeah, maybe you didn't mean them, but u still said them. That's all that matters. The last time someone told me they didn't mean to say it, they actually did mean it. So why should I trust you? Out of all these people why should I trust you?"

"I'm not saying you should trust me. I just want you to try and forgive me. But just to make one thing sure, I won't be your pet. I won't let you take out all your anger out on me. Anyway, that's not why I'm here. I'm here because of you. I promise I'll do better."

"Yeah, you should do better. Definitely. If you think I'm going to forget everything you said, no I won't. But I'm willing to give you one last chance. Don't fuck this up. But not as lovers, just friends. We'll see where this goes. But if you insult me one more time, you will regret it. I swear to God, I won't be nice. Do you understand? And I'm really sorry because of Alec. " I tried to hug him, but he stepped back.

"I don't need your sorry. I don't want people to feel sorry for me. I'm totally fine. " The look on his face changed from worried to serious in a matter of seconds. I crossed my arms in front of my chest letting out a sigh. My brain wasn't prepared to deal with bipolar people. Especially not when I was in a bad mood. The only thing I wanted to do was slap him. Why would he apologize, just so he could be angry again?

"Before you talk to me again you should probably get that checked out. You know, like there's a thing called bipolar disorder. When people are changing their mood every few seconds. Because I don't have the energy to deal with you right now. If you want to have a normal conversation, like a normal human being, then go ahead. But I don't want to talk to you if I have to apologize in every sentence." Letting out a sigh I started wandering away.

"So you are telling me that I need to get something checked out? No, I think it's the other way around. You know there's also a thing going around, that's called not knowing when to shut up! I don't even know why I apologized in the first place. It should be you that's apologizing."

"Can you stop screaming at me for God's sake? I was just trying to be nice. What the fuck is wrong with you? I don't care what happened to you in the past, but you have no right to act the way you're acting right now!" Unbearable furry took over me as I started walking towards him. He also did the same. We were standing about two inches away from each other. I lifted my hands to push him away. Before I could even touch his body, he stopped me, holding my wrists tightly. I didn't know what to do.

"Did you really think, you could push me? You're probably 5'8and I'm 6'4, but nice try, love." A visible smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"Well, I guess you're right. Can you let go of me now? You're getting creepy."

"Only if you come and get ice cream with me." He winked at me.

"You're out of your mind. Why would I want to?"

"Number one, because I want to show you that I can be nice and don't need therapy. Number two, because you don't have any other options left, and number three, if you say no I'll carry you."

"Fine, just because I love ice cream." Before I could even finish the sentence he intertwined his fingers with mine and started running towards the nearest shop. I started giggling. We were running down the crowded streets, bumping into someone every now and then. My feet started hurting after a while, but I didn't stop, because I didn't want to be dramatic. Blake glanced at me every so often, to check if I was still there, even tho he could feel my hand. Once we arrived I took a few deep breaths.

"Someone needs to visit the gym."

"Shut up." I playfully hit Blake's arm. He acted as I hurt him. Looking around, I tried to choose which ice cream flavor I wanted. Birthday Cake, Chocolate, Vanilla, Hazelnut, Bubblegum, Mint, and so many other options. My all-time favorite was Cookies N' Cream. Luckily they had it.

The lady at the counter asked Blake what he wanted. He said the same as well.

"Hot people always get Cookies N' Cream." I raised my finger and he nodded in approval.

We searched for a place to sit. Too many people had the same idea. After a while, we gave up and sat on the grass. He gave me his jacket so my pants wouldn't get dirty. I looked him up and down hoping that he wouldn't notice, that I was drooling over his tattoos. He was wearing a gray sweater, baggy jeans, and white shoes. And silver rings as well. His hair wasn't too long, but also not too short. It was a brown-black fluffy mess. The look on his face, as he was eating the ice cream, was similar to the one that a little child had while opening Christmas presents. I couldn't help but laugh at that sight.

"What's so funny?" He tilted his head, raising one eyebrow.

"Nothing." I looked away, licking the ice cream off my finger. Unexpectedly he placed his thumb on my chin forcing me to look at him. His eyes were piercing into my soul.

"It's not really appropriate to lick that white liquid off of your finger. It's reminding me of something, you know... nasty." A devilish smirk appeared on his face.

"I hate you." I could feel my cheeks getting red.

"Why? I'm such a lovely person, M'Lady."

"Oh, is that so Mr. Barclay?" I ran my fingers through his hair. Suddenly, I could feel something wet on my skin. When I looked up I noticed that the sky turned into a darker shade of gray. And just in a matter of seconds, the little raindrops turned into a big downfall.

"It's time to do something from my bucket list." He stood up giving me his hand, helping me to get up. I knew exactly what he was going to do. We started running as fast as we could until we reached our destination. A lake next to the park. It looked so peaceful in the rain. The smell of wet grass was all over the place. Blake took off his sweater, jeans, and shoes. Just leaving his boxers on. I couldn't help but stare at what I was seeing. It was at least ten inches long, maybe even more. All the tattoos I didn't notice were visible now. For example, there was a tattoo looking like a polaroid on his right arm, saying "love is art" or a crow on his left shoulder. This man looked like a walking masterpiece. His eyes were so cold yet... alluring. I couldn't bring myself to look away.

"Are you done checking me out?"

"Yeah, my bad." I tried to laugh it off, as I noticed that he was waiting for me to take my clothes off. Today was my lucky day because I was wearing my red Victoria's secret lingerie made out of lace. He was clenching his jaw, while he was looking at me. Seeing him like that gave me even more confidence. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Are you going to stare at me like that forever? Because I would much rather enjoy the rain." I shrugged, raising my eyebrows, he just rolled his eyes in annoyance. And before I could even comprehend what happened, he lifted me. I was trying to free myself, but it didn't work. Blake was too strong. In the very next moment, he already threw me into the water. The water wasn't too cold.

I stuck my tongue out as he started laughing even harder. So I decided to swim away and wait till he jumps into the water. All the flowers and animals looked so gorgeous. The rain made it look even better. Little raindrops were running down my body. I could barely see Blake, because of all the fog.

As I was swimming away even more I could feel something grab my leg and pulling me underwater. My lungs started filling up and I desperately tried to breathe.