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We're still together. Brandon and Abbey; that's who it's been, and how it's going to be.

I never thought I'd be in this situation (that's an understatement). Me? A relationship longer than a month, ha! Unlikely! But no, not this one. This is different. He's different.



After we've been together for a month (but more like 3, because we dated unofficially for 2 months), he wanted to do something with his life, he didn't want to go to college, didn't want to be at a dead-end job. In his mind, Marines was the answer. Yep. He signed up to become a Marine.



In a short 6 months, he'd be leaving, to go to Boot Camp, aka, Basic Training. I cried, the thought of him leaving? No way.



6 months later...



Long, epic story short: He's leaving to go to Boot Camp in a week. After 13 weeks, he'll be going to specifed training, where, we don't know yet. He wants to be a Combat Engineer. Yep, my babe wants to blow shit up.



I support him, I always have. If he needs anything, he needs support, and the knowledge that I'll be waiting for him, no matter what.



I won't be able to touch him for 3 months, and 1 week. I cry every night thinking about it. After seeing him almost every, single day for almost a year, it's hard to keep dry eyes. I won't hear his voice for roughly 100 days. I won't kiss his lips i that time. I won't be able to hug his body, or hold his hand.



I know it will be worth it in the end.

Because in the end, he's all I have.



A year later,

and I am in the happiest relationship I could have ever known.

We went sledding for our date. I met Bri, who was quite nice, and she lives in Taylorsville. Braiden and Bri, Brandon and Abbey. I hadn't been sledding in so long, I was excited.

We went down once, I was sitting behind Brandon. We went down together, it was so much fun! It was exhilarating, I knew I wouldn't forget it, even if nothing became of it.



Sledding didn't last long, we were bored, fast. We left, and drove up back to Brandon's house in my father's Trailblazer (I LOVE THAT CAR). We had some hot cocoa, and watched The Zodiac. I have vowed to never watch that movie again. Personally, I couldn't focus on anything that was being said. It was dull, and lacking luster. And not to mention I had my eye on something else.



I saw a different side of Brandon. He was always sweet, but, I felt as though... he put 110% of his attention onto me. I haven't felt that... ever. Would he be different? Too soon to tell.



But then, he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me in a tad closer to him on the couch. Before I knew it, we were spooning, and I was about to fall asleep. I remember him breathing on my neck ever so slightly. I remember feeling his heartbeat. I remember the anxiety I had, this was someone knew, a personality I have never met. Butterflies were everywhere. :)



The four of us soon became bored of the movie, and I wanted to go back out again, and Bri had to start heading home.



Me? Kiss on a first date? I never really thought about it, I never had many official dates, you know? I didn't count on kissing Brandon on our date. But when Braiden was yelling at us from Bri's car next to us before they drove off, I suppose, the matter's changed.



"Dude! Just kiss her! You both DIG EACHOTHER!"



I screamed, "No way! Not right now!"



Ha, Brandon had other ideas. Grabbed my chin with his two, soft fingers and thumb, and turned my head, and kissed me. I forgot what it was like to kiss, or rather, to be that surprised.

Braiden start whopping, and Bri drove off.



Brandon and I were headed to Make-Out-Point, please pardon the pun. We were already headed there, but I was just going there to show him the view of the valley.



I was fully ecstatic. I didn't have words, a year later, I still don't. We drove around to just barely beyond the capitol, and drove to the spot.



There's a magnificent view of the valley from this point we were at. Of course, it'd be considered trespassing, but I was totally fine with it.





*(I hate Tanner. I hate every single fiber of his being.)*





We wrapped our arms around eachother, and we danced. We shuffled, I suppose. We shuffled for an hour and a half, we shuffled until we couldn't feel our toes. We shared about out family, we shared about our hopes for the future. We shared ourselves. We kissed 3 more times throughout that time.



After we were frozen, we jumped back into the car. Where to next? It was near midnight, my mom was at work, my dad was asleep. Who said I had to go home? Brandon was 19, his parents didn't care where he was. Why wouldn't we stay out? We tried to find a store that was opened 24 hours, to mess around in. After that failed, I asked;



"...Do you just want to sleepover? It's okay, but you'd have to be out of the house by about 6."

"I think that'd be fun," he said, with his smile.

So, we went home. I was so excited, someone to sleep next to tonight!



I gave him some sweats to sleep in, and we both crawled into bed. He held me like it was natural, simple, meant to be. We kissed one last time, and then we were out.











Nothing naughty happened, and we didn't want anything like that to happen.

Our first date last 14 hours, and has been, by far, the most memorable, ever.