She insisted that she wasn't like August, but August was at first kind and gentle. Over time something had grown in her like a tumor- like an insecurity, or a hatred of commitment. She turned into someone who just wanted to hurt the person she was in a relationship with. She wanted to sink the ship and go down with it. He still held a place in his heart for August, a part that was now black and dead.<br/><br/>Although he was happy to hear Nadia cared about him more than dancing. He knew that he'd never be able to ask her to give it up for him, but it was nice to hear regardless. "That means everything to me. Dancing is your life though, just like my acting." He ended it there. He didn't need to go on because to him his career was everything. That's what life teaches you after all, that your career comes first, and that success at your career equals happiness. Some say family is more important in life, but just like everyone else, he wanted both.<br/><br/>He smiled for a moment and said, "I remember when I was the one asking you to jump." He placed his hand in back of her head, "you're right, let's just forget about everything. I'm ready to jump." He was ready to forget about it all, but wasn't sure how he'd feel tomorrow, or the next day. Again, he was thinking of the future and he was angry at himself for it. She then rested her head on his chest. This made his mind calm. He wrapped himself around her, literally and emotionally.<br/><br/>He pulled her head up, his hand behind her head, and kissed her gently. Then he looked into her eyes, holding it, feeling the desire rise up again.