| I fished inside my bag for the keys to the house, as I stood there later, well about 10pm, after our usual girly go-get-pizza-and-ice-cream tradition. I licked my lower lip as I noticed a trace of my vanilla ice cream still there. I smiled as I let the taste tantalize my tongue, while I felt my denim pockets for the keys. "Flower pot then!" I said out loud as I looked into the pot. The flower pot one and I was "key-less". I sighed and sat upon the steps. I looked down at my watch, it was late, perhaps Mark would be home soon. I silently hoped he was beating himself for what he had said to me. 'Of course I trusted him!' I thought as I got up, rubbing my body for warmth. 'I trust him, I know it,' I sighed while I leant against the door, 'You know I think I...I...' "OUCH!" I yelped as the door opened up letting me fall onto my back. I looked around quickly for any signs of human life, Mark or burglar. I quickly armed myself with a frilly black umbrella and cautiously walked towards the staircase. "Hello?" I asked, eyes wide-opened. I let the silence swallow me up as I awaited the answer that would never come. I swallowed hard before continuing up the stairs. Each stair creaked as the steps took me higher and higher. I looked around; the dark shadows showed various illusions in the dark house. My face became worried when I heard a sound after I had stepped, but not a creak form the stairs... at least not from me. I whirled around knocking the dark figure from behind me with the umbrella. It screamed as it tumbled down the stairs, it's weapon flew the opposite way and hit the floor by the living room. I felt slightly bad, so I approached the still figure lying on the wood floor. I raised my umbrella incase of any sudden movements from the mystery man. My spine tingled as the figure turned its head to face me. My first instinct was to hit it, so I did, moments later only to hear a weak "Mei!" coming from the dark figure.I cautiously looked down before saying, "Mark? Mark is that you?" The figure made a sound that sounded faintly like a 'yes'. I dropped down quickly to see the man. "Mark" I whispered. His face was a bit bruised and his lip was bleeding. I kissed his forehead as I slowly placed his head in my lap and rocked him slowly. His eyes soon shut, and I checked his breathing before getting up. I reached for the weapon, feeling myself getting poked by something sharp as I touched it. I flicked on the switch to better see the object. Roses. Some weapon it was, a weapon that couldn't have done much damage at all. I opened the small card attached to the flowers; 'I'm sorry.' it read. I sighed as I collapsed upon the floor next to Mark, letting the petals rub against my face. -------------------------------------------------- I jumped as I felt my hand grabbed. I looked down to see Mark, sitting up besides me. I was overwhelmed that he was fine. "I'm so sorry." I cried as I wrapped my arms around his body. "Me too." He replied as he tightened the grip. I let my tears flow freely, tears of guilt, of happiness, of hope. I smothered my head I his chest as I held him tightly. When he pried me off of him I looked at him a bit confused. He had forgiven me too, right? "Mei, why did you do that? The whole blaming thing?" he asked as he lifted my head. "I...I..." my voice began to waiver as I looked into his eyes, "I was insecure, I was afraid of what exactly might be happening to me." I finally managed to say. "I understand, but why, Mei? Why did you want to hurt me like that? I seriously thought you had just ripped apart our love as though it was nothing more than a paper." He said. I swallowed hard and tried to look away from his eyes, I failed. "Mark... because I wanted to make sure you were true to me about everything, because I think..." I paused. "But I am true to you. If I wasn't I wouldn't be here right now. Mei, you are what keeps me grounded, Never in my life have I felt this way. But, it wasn't my turn to talk... you were saying, you think you..." he interrupted me. I dug deep to find the courage to say what I wanted to say, "Because... because... I think I love you." I blurted out. I felt myself blush slightly, I let my body clasp it's hand over my mouth in some late attempt to cover the words I had just let slip. Mark looked at me, first with his face full of shock, but then it softened. "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that." He whispered softly into my ear, as he pushed one of my curls behind my ear. I smiled up at him when he caressed my cheek, but as I looked at him, he stopped. I froze a bit confused by this action, a bit lost in his eyes. I reached up and shyly brushed my hair off my shoulder. He traced a finger down from my forehead, down my nose, and around my lips before leaning in to kiss me. Our kisses became stronger as time progressed. When his hand slipped from my hair I pulled away. He lifted my chin with his left hand, and reached for my hand with his remaining hand. The warmth from it was gone as we touched. His hand moved away to reveal a small silver ring. He picked it up and let it glimmer in the light. He lifted me up with him as he got up. My head spun as I prepared myself for what was about to happen. "Mei," he said as he kneeled down, "Well I think this is a better time then any... I um, wanted to tell you that I've been thinking about this for a while and um, I was wondering if you would listen to me and agree because over the past few weeks I've realized just how much you meant to me, just how much I love you..." he paused and raised his head up from my knees where he had basically been staring, to my face, "Mei, what I mean to say is that Melia, will you marry me?" he asked as he eagerly awaited my answer. "Yes!" I managed to squeak out as he jumped up upon hearing this. "Really?" he questioned. "Really." I repeated as I let him slip the ring made out of tiny flowers upon my hand. I looked down it, smiling at what was on my hand. I held out my arm, letting the small diamonds in the center of each flower glimmer in the light as I moved my hand from side to side. "Mark, I... I..." I started but I never finished because soon we were celebrating our engagement the way most people do. |