Three Months.

Chapter 10

the next few days were fairly uneventful. We caused trouble in nyc and ate a lot of tacos and pizza. then on day 11 I woke up and vic wasn't in his bed. (no, we had not slept together. marriage swag yo) then I walked into kellins suite and kellin wasn't in his room. Then I felt two arms snake around my waist And vic whispered into my ear.
"morning sunshine."
"morning ya ugly loser head, where's kell?"
"oh I had kells sent away. I wanted a special karlic day."
"karlic?"
"yeah its our ship name. I made it."
"it sounds like garlic."
"yeah, and we both like garlic, and we both like each other, so I knew it was a perfect fit!"
vic beamed ear to ear and finally I agreed to the ship name karlic, even though it major sucks.
"so victor, what are we doing on our karlic day?
"get dressed and I'll show you!"
I went and put on an oversized Metallica tee, some red skinny jeans to match the writing on the shirt. I then slipped on my black converse and pulled my hot pink hair into a loose ponytail and walked out of the room to greet vic in the lobby, where he was taking pictures with some fans. I walked up and the girls ran over to me and took some pictures with me too, which was pretty awesome. then vic announced that "him and his lady have a very special day planned so they need to get going." the fans stepped back and let us get into the limo vic had waiting out front. as we crawled into the back seat,  vic came and rested his head on my shoulder.
"just wait until you see what I have planned", he said softly. he fell asleep, and I looked at the GPS. six hours until we arrive at our destination?!?!?! ugh. this better be good. Vic was already asleep, and then I noticed something. this limo has a frickin bed in it. I woke vic up and he crawled over to it in amazement. I layed down next to him and he pulled me close to him. I could smell his scent, the comforting smell that was on all his clothes and hair and just everywhere. as I snuggled in closer, I realized how madly in love I am with him, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
"were here," a man with a thick Scottish accent called out from the front seat. Vic sat up groggy and rubbed his eyes. then, as if remembering the plan for the day, he excitedly jumped out of the vehicle and payed the limo driver. I crawled out after him and stood in front a castle.
"whoa." vic said.
"whoa." I echoed.
it was like nothing I've ever seen before. take the disney princess castle and multiply it by a gazillion.
"let me guess, you rented the whole place for us". I was being sarcastic, but vic grinned slyly and answered, "you know me way too well." goodness gracious I love this man. we walked across a bridge over the moat and into the giant castle. we were greeted by a little person wearing a medieval looking outfit. he grinned when he saw us, saying, "ahhh, Prince Victor Fuentes and Princess Karla Evans. Welcome to your castle." He gestured us to come farther in. I nudged vic, "Hey babe, let's play house", he laughed nervously, which was kind of odd. we spent the whole day exploring. we went up the different towers the castle had, in all the rooms, to the kitchen, everywhere. we ate so much food. turkey legs and funnel cakes and fried oreos and fried chicken and fried anything else we could find. it started getting dark and I knew we would have to leave soon. Vic and I walked through the gift shop, and I bought a key chain. as we walked back over the bridge, vic stopped me and turned me so I was facing him.
"Karla, I'm dying. and I'm in love with you. I wanted to make these three months the best of my life, and I'm doing something really crazy." then he got down on one knee. I was shocked. "karla evans, I love you more than anyone I've ever loved on this planet. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. if that means only three months, then so be it. if it means three years, or thirty years, or however long it may be, I want it to be with you." this man, this dying man, loved me so much that he would go through marriage while at the same time dealing with cancer, and disappointed and angry fans, and everything else, so he could be with me. I grabbed him and started crying and saying yes yes yes over and over and over. then he hugged me and kissed me so hard I thought I was going to fall off the bridge. then he stopped, as if remembering something.
"Hey kar...."
"yeah babe?"
"remember how I said I wanted to make this the craziest three months of my life?"
"of course I do. we went skydiving 7 times. I remember."
"and remember how I said I was going to do stuff I've always wanted to do?"
"yeah babe, I do."
"and remember how when we got here, that guy said welcome to your castle?"
I was starting to catch on now.
"yeah vic, I do."
"well karla, call me crazy, but um, I've uh, always wanted to live in a castle with my wife."
"vic. you didn't".
"karla I mightve bought us a castle."