small chapter! too small for two parts
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An hour later, "Ms. Marino?" The nurse says looking at me. "He's out of surgery. You can go and see him, but he's a little groggy, because of the drugs, but he'll be okay."
I stand up. I'm so anxious that my hands are sweating. I'm shaking with excitement. I'm so eager that I'm practically sprinting to see him. People are staring, but for once I don't care. When I'm right in front of his room, I feel apprehensive. I feel like he won't be happy to see me.
"He's been asking for you," the nurse grumbles. "even if he's half asleep." She moves the curtain. I see him in his room. I see him. Sleeping soundly, but he looks well. Still gorgeous. He's sleeping with a frown on his eyebrows. He has an abundant amount of cuts on his face, but nothing too extensive. He also has tubes in his nose for him to breathe. "You can go in," the nurse says giving me a little push, and that's when I come in, and his eyes shot open. His face breaks into that big goofy grin that drives me crazy as I look down in embarrassment. When I arrive near his bed, he falls back asleep, but I grab his hand.
"What have you done, Miles?" I murmur crying. I sit down on the chair next to his bed, and rest my head on his bed, and fall asleep. I'm overtired and overstressed, and the fact that I'm holding his hand surprisingly comforts me.
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The bouquet of flowers was in a vase on the table. It was the first time I decorated the apartment with flowers and/or greenery in forever. They looked nice. I was surprised that they're still not dead, despite only being a day old.
We were both sprawled onto the couch. Our bodies were intertwined, I wasn't sure which one was mine and which was his. We were watching TV ads (as per usual), and then this ad came up that always pissed me off. It was an advertisement for shoes, but during the whole commercial, the actors are in a car, so how could you even analyze the shoes to see what they look like, and how do you know you want them?
"This dumb commercial doesn't make any sense," I said.
"You always say that, E." I felt that Miles was smiling though.
"But it's such a bull-shitty commercial!" I stated. "How do people know that they want the shoes if they can't even see the shoes?" I wondered out loud. "I don't see the point of this crap." Miles laughed. He pet my hair after a while.
I decided to call my mother this morning to ask about my biological father. She instantly started crying and telling me how sorry she was for never telling me before. Which was understandable. I don't blame her for not telling me, but I felt like she should have told me earlier.
She told me about my biological father after that. She said that he was a policeman. She hasn't contacted him since the affair. He apparently knew about me but didn't want anything to do with me. I'm guessing it was because he was Mike's best friend, and if he was in my life, it would be awkward. Although, my mother gave me his number in case I wanted to contact him. I was still debating whether or not to do it.
"Miles," I said.
"Mmm?" He asked.
"When did you talk to my father?" I asked suddenly remembering when my dad said something about Miles asking something.
"That damn cunt ruined the surprise," Miles murmured.
"What surprise?" I asked.
"Marry me," Miles said.
"What?" I lifted my head to look at him. I had no idea how he got it out of his pocket so fast, but there was a ring that was out of the box. It was a simple ring that had a silver diamond in the middle. It had a silver band. It was so beautiful.
"You heard me," Miles said. Since I didn't answer right away, so he added. "so what do you say?" My body was flat against his, my head was in my hands. I was thinking hard from the question he just asked. Butterflies suddenly filled my stomach.
I guessed that I never really thought about marriage. Like I knew that I wanted to, and I knew that I might have wanted to eventually marry Miles. And I do love him more than anything in this world. I knew that he was the best thing that had ever happened to me. And I was really thinking about it hard at this point.
"Why?" I asked rather delving for a compliment, he smirked and rolled his eyes playfully.
"I had a gut feeling the first time I met you, that's why I told you my real name on the first date. I knew that I was going to know you for the rest of my life, because I'm in love with you, Emma. Before you, my life was—pointless, but now that you're in it, I can't see it without you. I love you more than anything in this messed up world. You're the only person in this world, who understands me and doesn't judge me for my actions. And you're just as damned up as me, so we make a good pair," he smiled goofily. "On top of that, you're intelligent, beautiful, kind..." he said brushing his hand through my hair gently.
"Okay," I said kissing him softly.
"'Okay' what?" He asked.
"Okay, as in I'll marry you," I said while my cheeks hurt from smiling so hard, he slid the ring on my finger, and it fit like a glove. I had no idea how he knew my finger size. Then I started kissing him. Our bodies moved in-sync, and I never felt this close to him.
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we can grow, we're not broken
keep me close, keep me hoping
you and I were unconditional, my love, my love
you and I were unconditional, our love's enough
- aaron smith — unconditional
on the bright side, miles is in the present part! BUT IN OTHER NEWS! MILES AND EMMA ARE ENGAGEDDDDDDDDD!
QOTD: have you ever admitted to the hospital?
yes, twice. I sprained my ankle and I had a pinched nerve. not serious injuries.
I hope you're still enjoying my story:)
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