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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"It won't matter Brad because I love you so much and if no one approves of that we just won't invite them to the wedding " she said

Brad sighed weakly, still having a worried look painted on his face. “B-but what if they physically stop us? O-or try to persuade us otherwise? I- what if one of us gets hurt in the process?”

"My mother is a kind lady Brad I promise I won't leave you this time" she said

“Y-yeah, but what about the next time something bad happens or we fight? Will you get up and leave me?“ Brad asked her weakly, hugging himself as his fears started to surface.

" This isn't about our families this is about us you think I'm going to leave you" she said

Brad fell quiet, feeling quite guilty at getting caught. "I-… yeah, a little bit." He told her weakly, as he had gone to protest otherwise. Though it was pointless. "I-I feel like I'm not good enough for you… that I'm going to push things too far, and you're going to leave…"

"I'm not going to leave you not again" she said

Not looking so sure, he kicked at the sand that was littered across the top of the deck. "I'm still worried about it…" He mumbled, holding on to himself a little tighter. "I'm worried someone else is going to come, and you're going to realize you could do better than me."

"I love you Brad only you" she said

"I- but what if that changes?" He asked her softly, realizing only now that he was actually saying these things. He needed to stop, he needed to trust her. But once the flood gates opened, it was hard to stop the rushing water.

"it won't" she said

"You can't guarantee that… you couldn't when you practically died. You were gone… for a long time. What if you leave- and just… don't come back?" Brad asked her weakly, feeling a sort of hyperventilating come on as he choked down the wavering in his voice.

Sh cupped his face " why do you doubt my love for you" she asked

At her gentle touch, he couldn't keep himself from breaking down. "I-I… it's not you…" He whispered, warm tears running down his face as he loosely held on to her arms. "I- I just… me. With… with the other girls. I feel like a screw up- I am a screw up. I get everything wrong, and I'm scared to do it with you."

" come here" she said wrapping her arms around him

Unable to hold it in, he wrapped his arms around her tightly barely holding himself together. "I'm… I'm such a jerk…" Brad whispered, gripping at the fabric of her shirt.

She shook her head petting his hair " No Brad your not"

"I am… I broke girl's hearts and I didn't even care… I broke your heart before…" He whispered, burying his face into her shoulder. "I'm suppose to be this tough guy, but all I am is a jerk."

"But Brad you have a heart and I love you so much baby and If you don't want to get married we don't have to" she said

"I-I do… I want to marry you… but I don't understand why you would want to marry me." Brad told her weakly, holding on to her just a little tighter. "I'm a screw up, and I've messed things up with us so many times."

"Because I Love you because I want to be your wife because I want to be part of your life I want to be yours" she said

"Aren't… aren't you scared I'm going to break you?" Brad asked, sounding so vulnerable as he pulled back. Not only did he sound it, he looked it as tears had streaked down his face.

She wiped at his cheeks with her thumb "No

Eyes falling closed, he leaned in to her touch with a weak sigh. "T-then I want to marry you… I want you to love me, and trust me."

"Then that's what we'll do" she said