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A few days later we returned to the states. When we returned, I wanted to visit Kyle's grave. It was a very cloudy day outside as I made my way up the trail to where Kyle rested. I was alone as sat down and placed the flowers on the grave. It didn't seem so long ago when I was at his funeral and I saw them lower his casket into the ground. I remember feeling so angry.

"Hello Kyle." I said out loud. "I just wanted to let you know that I still think about you everyday and I miss you."

Just then I felt a soft wind blow through my hair. A single tear fell down my cheek as I remembered all the good times we shared. I thought about his smile, and they way he made me feel. It was the same way I felt when I was with Smith. And then out of nowhere I heard Kyle's voice in my head.

"Forgive him." It said.

I was puzzled. Who was I to forgive? I sat there for a few more moments and then I silently said my goodbye as I left the graveyard. I made my way down the trail and there was Smith waiting for me, I was happy to see him. I walked up to him, he pulled me close and held me in his arms as he leaned against his car. He smelled so good as I breathed his scent. he walked me to the passenger side and opened the door. I got in and fastened my seatbelt. He got in and the car started, we drove for a long time not saying a word, he just held my hand but I could tell something was on his mind. We stopped at the side of the road. He put both hands on the steeering wheel and let out a deep sigh.

"I think it's time that we be honest with each other." He told me.

I was getting nervous. I didn't know what he was going to say next, nor did I know what to expect.

"Alright."

He took off his sunglasses and stared straight into nothingness as he continued to speak.

"A long time ago ... I had a really bad drinking problem."

"How bad was it?"

He looked down and then at me and then away again.

"Let's just say I thought I could control it."

"What made you stop?"

"One night I was out with some friends and I was a little too wasted to drive. It was raining and there was someone ahead of me."

Smith started to shake as he continued speaking. All I could do was listen.

"Well I thought I could go around them with no problem at all, but before I knew it, I swerved off the road and I flew through the window. The other guy was not so lucky. He flew out of his car and got pinned."

This sounded familiar, it was like he was describing that night word for word.

"So what happened after that?" I asked him as tears started to form in my eyes.

"I was unconscious for a few days. I was released from the hospital and I went to the graveyard where the other guy was being buried and that was when I saw you. I remember how sad you were and then I realized I was the cause."

"So you're telling me..."

"Yes, I'm the drunk asshole who killed Kyle ... and I'm very sorry." A tear started to fall down his cheek.

I slumped into my seat.

"Oh my God ..." I was in shock and I didn't know what to say. What could I say?

"All this time I watched over you and all this time I started to fall in love with you. I didn't mean for it to happen but it did."

"What the fuck do you want from me?" I asked him angrily.

"I hope that you'll forgive me."

I was furious, I opened the door and stepped out and started to walk on the side of the road. Smith ran after me.

"Amanda!" He called out.

I tried to ignore him but he caught up to me, grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him.

"Let me go!" I yelled.

And then he kissed me. How could I be in his arms after what he had told me. How could I let him kiss me. How could I let him make love to me and make me his? But yet I did love him. He let up and I slapped him across the face.

"Damn you!" I yelled. "Damn you to fucking hell!"

I started to cry as I pounded on his chest and then he held me tight not letting go. I tried to break free but there was that part of me that didn't want to let go and finally I succumbed as I started to cry. He kissed me again and this time I didn't pull away. I couldn't deny how I really felt for him. I loved him. He whispered in my ear.

"Please forgive me."

I kissed him again and then I whispered in his ear.

"I love you. God help me, I love you too Smith."