By Gwen

Willow stood next to the boy she thought she love'd. The smaller boy that she thought loved her. His name was Oz. But he had a dark past. So dark that Willow could not take it. And this is that past.

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Oz Is really 26. He killed two peopel when he was just 19. He ran after he killed those peopel he ran straight to Sunnydale. He told all of this to Willow and she just stared at him. "What do you mean?" she asked very confused.

"I mean I have to leave again becuase the cops are traking me down baby." He looked out of her window.

"How....why..." she stared at him as everything inside her collapsed. She felt like a hole was burning through her chest as her heart raced.

"I... Willow you know I love you but... but I haveta go just forget that I ever meet you." He stumbeled out.

Willow's heart broke in tiny littel pieces as he said that. She reached out and grabbed onto her bed as he walked out the door. She knew she would never ever see him again. A millione thoughts raced through her head. She thought she was gonna marry Oz she dreamed of having children with him. And now all that was smashed into millions of tiny littel pieces. She felt so bad now she knew how Buffy felt when Angel broke up with her.

The picture of Oz that lay on her dresser she picked up. sHe didn't know what to do with it so she jus held it to her. She sat there for about three hours sulking. And she fell asleep with the picture of Oz in her hands.

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