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He Was My Hero
Sometimes things happen. Not good things, not bad things, just certain unstoppable events. And once one thing happens, it turns into a whole domino effect, until it revolves around you with out any say or way to stop it. You go through life trying to figure out what was the breaking point, what moment did it all start, and you can't. you only hope that somehow the future looks brighter, and has some way of correcting all the mistakes you made.
Claire looked in the rear view mirror to make sure he wasn't following. He had promised not to this time. This was it, no going back. It was the only way that things could be at peace. Their love had been like Romeo and Juliet and led to a tragic ending. That's what they had, a catastrophic love fueled relationship.
She wasn't sure how it had happened, but she supposed being related had some part to do with it. The truth was that their love had seemed endless, and he'd promised her he'd never leave her. It seemed ironic for her that she was the one leaving him behind now. Leaving a past that brought such joy and yet misery as well.
They'd both been young when they had first met each other. Yes he had been a few years older, but in his and Claire's heart, it was as if they were the same age.
The first year they had been together, things had been confusing and complicated. Claire had only been sixteen at the time and he had been twenty-six. Saving the world overwhelmed them at that time and didn't really leave them which much time to think of anything else.
During that time, Claire was just trying to understand everything that was happening around her. She'd finally found her real parents and now had an uncle that had saved her with out any real reason to, other than a man who claimed to be from the future, stating that it was imperative that he save the cheerleader to save the world.
She remembered the first time she had ever seen him. It had been in that school hallway, where they had bumped into each other. Her first thought had automatically been that he was beautiful. She'd never seen anybody quite like him before. His kind eyes, crooked but gorgeous smile, and his long lanky dark hair.
Truth be told, he had taken her breath away that night. For those few seconds when they had looked into each others eyes, she had felt as if it had lasted an eternity and had known from that moment on that there wasn't anyone else out in the world waiting for her, it was him and only him…Peter.
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