Please Stay With Me(pafp boy needed) I am Broken

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    Chuck lifted his head, his nose trailed up the girl's throat and side of her face. "Why do I like you?" He repeated. He leaned back to gaze into her gray eyes, gently petting her hair with a hand. "I like you for a whole list of reasons. First of all, you're my best friend. You're just like me, and we get along so good. I never get tired of you. Second, I think you're one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen. Third, you are so ridiculously tough. You've had a hard life, Amara, and you've survived all the ups and downs. I admire that about you. Fourth, I like the way you blush when I say or do something to you. It drives me crazy." He explained, smiling as he pressed his lips to your forehead. "And those are just the basics. There's plenty of other things, too."

    Her blush darkened and she looked down with tears burning in her eyes "Oh Chucky." She grabbed his face and pulled him into a passionate kiss.


    Brian slowly made his way up to the door of the apartment. He raised his had to the dull gray door and sent three knocks through. "Hello ....um Miss Amara"

    Chuck barely had the chance to form a smile before the girl's lips wrapped onto his. He held her neck between his hands, gently digging into the skin with fingers of his right hand. The boy tasted her with his tongue, feeling himself instantly becoming addicted to the taste. Amara. More like Amarijuana cuz holy crap, I think I'm hooked. He humorously thought, pressing his lips harder against hers.

    The knock at the door brought him abruptly out of the passionate kiss. His dark blue eyes flicked to the door, than back to Amara. "Who's that?" He whispered in question.

    Amara jumped away at the knock, angry as it interrpted her kiss with her true love. "I have no idea..."she stood and started towards the door. She glanced back before taking a deep breath and opening it up to reveal a tall strawberry blonde male with the same steel gray eyes as Amara. "D...Dad?"


    Brian was looking down nervously as he waited for the door to open. He heard a couple of whispers but couldn't make anything out of it. He looked up when he heard the door knob turn. Holding his breath, Brian waited until the dull gray door opened all the way. "Amara...you are so beautiful..gosh I miss you" he said as he first got a look at her beautiful red curls that were held back into a ponytail.

    Chuck raised his eyebrows quizzically. He watched as Amara went to the door, his mind forming possible answers for who was at the door. At the sound of a man's voice, Chuck's confusion doubled. Wait... had she said... dad?? Dad?! Her dad! The boy was stunned speechless. He leaned on the couch to try and get a look at the man, but remained quiet. If it was her father, he didn't want to interrupt them. He was astonished! Amara hadn't seen her father in years. He'd supposedly disappeared...

    Amara backed up shocked. She nodded for the man to enter her house before shutting the door and returned to her seat next to Chucky. She grabbed a decorative pillow and hugged it softly against her stomach.


    Brian walked in once his daughter told him that it was fine. He was on the brink of tears as he seen her shocked at his reappearance. "I know that I was gone away, babygirl. I was lost at sea...a storm wrecked the ship and it was me and one other fella. We barely made it out of there alive...I am so happy I got to see you again, Amara."

    Chuck remained silent, his stiff vocal cords unable to form words even if he tried. The boy gulped, trying to wet his suddenly dry throat. His navy optics swapped between Amara and her father. He was certainly as shocked as she was. What was he doing here? How did he find her? He sat rather uncomfortably on the couch, unsure of what he should do.

    It took Chuck several minutes before he realized that the woman was holding his hand. He tightened his fingers around her small appendage. He couldn't take his eyes off of the man that so closely resembled Amara. Finally gaining the courage to speak, Chuck cleared his voice. "How... How did you find her again?"

    Brian finally realized there was another man in the room. His eyes narrowed before answering the question "I hired a private investigator. So who are you and what is your role in my daughter's life?" the strawberry blond male replied.


    Amara looked over at her father then to her lover. "Dad don't be rude to Chucky. He means everything to me. He is my best friend and my true love so don't get in the way please. He has been there for me through everything...."Amara said defensively.

    Chuck leaned back as if physically impacted by the man's words. He felt a spark of alarm rise throughout his being. Who did this man think he was? Certainly, he was Amara's father, but what gave him the right to treat him with such disrespect? "My name is Chuck Matthews. You can call me Chucky. I'm her.... boyfriend." Chuck replied, still not used to using the term. It made his cheeks flush slightly, and he flashed his girl a smile. He was glad to have her defending him. "I would do anything for your daughter, Mr. Smith." He said.

    Brain narrowed his eyes more before standing "I see. Mr.Matthews can I have a word with you?" he asked making his way to the door.


    Amara looked at Chucky and sighed. She nodded for him to go and hid her face in her hands. I just found out I was pregnant and now my father is alive....I...my..ughhh Amara though her mind all jumbled up from the thoughts.

    Chuck's navy orbs widened involuntarily. What did he want to talk to him about? The look on Brian's face was not very comforting. Gulping down his fear, the boy nodded lamely. "Yeah... sure..." He managed to speak, rising from the couch. He gave Amara's hand one last squeeze before following her father outside.

    Amara gave a small smile before squeezing his hand back. She looked at the ground awaiting her father's and her boyfriend's return.


    Brian closed the door behind them and turn on his heel to the boy. "How long have you known Amara? How much does she mean to you? Is there anything I need to know so I don't hurt her feelings?"

    OOC: Hey, are you interested in medieval type roleplays at all?


    Chuck was startled by how quickly the man turned. "I've known her ever since she moved here. I think it's been a couple years. We've been best friends ever since we met. She means the world to me... I would do anything for her, I swear." He answered. The boy paused on his last question. Should he tell him that she was pregnant? Or should he let her tell him herself? "Well, sir.... there is something... but I think she would like for you to tell you herself..." He said, looking down at his feet.

    Ooc: I am interested. I am currently working on creating a high school roleplay for the midevial times


    Brian nodded as the boy talked "did something happen to her?" he asked his nerves gaining surface again. He turned to the door and opened it up with a lot on his mind. He walked in and sat back down looking at his daughter in the eyes. "Amara....something is wrong isn't it?"

    OOC: Ooh sounds fun! I've been getting into them recently too


    Chuck looked down at his shoes, nodding his head lamely. He didn't know how to respond. At the sound of the door cracking open, the boy looked up, his dark blue eyes falling on the pretty redhead.