hell or flying | Chaelisa

Chapter 13

A/N: Rosies solo made me cry so much and also kind of pissed me off because I now want to strangle the shit out of whoever broke my angel's heart. So here you go guys, cry.

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"Rosie?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you," she mumbled quietly against my skin as she held me close.

With a bashful smile and heat already rising to my cheeks, I looked down at her hands clasped together, resting on my stomach, rising with every breath, "I love you too," I confessed, the wind taking the words right out of my mouth and spreading them all across the globe for the universe to hear.

"If I asked you to marry me..." she spoke again, this time her voice laced with insecurity, "would you?"

Leaning back into her embrace, goosebumps coated my body as her breath hit the sensitive skin of my neck, and she tightened her arms around me. There was no need for us to exchange words as I nodded wordlessly against her chest with a fond smile playing on my lips. She knew; she understood.

"I don't want to imagine a future without you. I don't want a life that you're not a part of," she inhaled deeply and kissed the side of my neck, her lips lingering on my skin for a moment before she nuzzled into it.

"Me neither," turning around in her arms, I met her eyes and leaned my forehead against hers.

Closing my eyes, I felt hers do the same as our lashes brushed against each other, and I smiled. Never have I felt this content, this full, this happy. She was exactly what I wanted, what I needed. She was everything to me. My end and my beginning. My one and only. My ride or die. And I didn't want to do this without her.

So when she asked, there was no doubt in my mind I would say yes. I always would, no matter this situation. Because though it might have been a little too early, I knew my heart would always belong to her. That no matter what would happen to us in the future, I would be devotedly hers. For now and for years to come.

"I might not have a ring right now," I felt her lips brush against mine as she spoke, "but I promise, if you'll let me, I will ask you again in a few years. I will find the most beautiful ring," she breathed, "and I will propose to you properly,"

My hands moved to her face, cupping the soft flesh of her cheeks as I leaned in, grazing her lips with mine, our noses nudging slightly, as I kissed her tenderly, "And I will say yes,"

"Will you stay with me?" she asked when our lips parted and she rubbed her nose against mine.

"Of course,"

"Always?" opening my eyes, I met her scared, questioning ones, and smiled gently at the beauty in front of me.

"Forever,"

"Lisa!" I gasped as I sat upright in the bed, my mind distraught, looking for the only one who could calm down my racing heart with a single touch.

But I quickly realized she wasn't there. Not anymore. Lisa was gone, out of my grasp, and all that was left were memories that kept coming back to me every time I closed my eyes. And each time I would wake up without you, in a bed I shared with the one standing between us.

I let myself fall back into your arms; I let myself want you, and I let myself hope. Hope that one day things would be okay. That one of these nights I wouldn't wake up to a cold bed, to a musky scent in the air, but to warmth, to your arms holding me close, whispering comforting words into my ear, filling the darkness with your light.