Will you marry me

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Elliot's: POV

I drove into my parents' yard and stopped the car. I stepped out and took Scott's hand. We went to a red barn and walked in. I saw my parents and I cleaned my throat.

"Teddybear, our son is home." called dad. Papa came out of a room and his apron was covered up in blood. "Hello Elliot." he said and gave me a hug. "Hey dad and papa." I replied with a smile on my face.

(Ian Bundy)

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(Ian Bundy)

(Ted Bundy)

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(Ted Bundy)

(Scott's outfit)

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(Scott's outfit)

"You've someone with you." said Ian. "This is Scott Owen and he's my boyfriend." I replied. "You have got yourself a very good looking man." said Ted. "It's very nice to meet you two." replied Jack. Scott went down on his knee and opened a box with a beautiful diamond ring.

"Elliot, will you marry me?" he asked. I was shocked, but also so happy. "Yes." I said. He put the ring on my finger and kissed me. Dad and papa couldn't stop crying. "Our boy grow up so fast." said Ted. "I'll always be your boy." I replied. "You and Scott are a wonderful couple." said Ian. "Thank you."' I replied. "He literally saved my life." said Scott.

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Later in the evening we went to the hammock to watch the sunset. Scott held me close to him. I yawned and fell asleep. "Sleep well my love." he whispered softly. "I love you." I said in my sleep. "I love you more." replied Scott. I smiled softly.

Elliot and Scott are getting married

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Elliot and Scott are getting married

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