(five) ugly tiffany box

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It is Camilla's second last night in her mom's house. The night after tomorrow, she would be in her own apartment, sleeping on her own bed, alone.

She whimpers softly and her breathe comes out rough and uneven. Despite the air-conditioning, there are beads of perspiration on her body with more forming as she works harder towards her climax.

She can almost feel it, it's so close; just a few more rubs and she would arrive at Destination O. But of course, it has to be anti-climactic. She almost does not hear the three soft but firm knocks on her bedroom door as she clamps her left hand over her mouth in an effort to prevent herself from moaning out loud.

Fortunately, she is still fully clothed. Leaping out of bed, she calls out, "just a second!" Hastily, she wipes perspiration off with her blanket and takes five deep breathes to regain herself. She looks at her reflection in the mirror and decides that she totally does not look like she was doing what she had just been doing.

She opens the door and Brian May stood there, wearing only a pair of navy blue sweatpants and an old muscle tee. Brian May, as in Brian May Kingston, Miss Nelson's best friend and long-time boyfriend; not the Queen guitarist.

Apparently his parents had fallen in love at a Queen concert and decided that their first child should be named after their favourite guitarist. Brian May could not imagine if he had been born as a girl instead.

"It's 3a.m., Brian May, why are you still awake?" Camilla asks. "I need to talk to about something important, can I come in?" he enters the room and closes the door before she could even say yes.

"Oh my god!" realisation, or what she thought was realisation, hit her. "You're gonna break up with Ally, aren't you?"

"NO WAY!" Brian May whisper shouts, his eyes look like they may pop out at any moment. "I would never do that! I love Ally more than I love spinach!" Brian May had a thing for spinach, they even grew their own spinach in the backyard.

"Then why are you -," Camilla slaps her mouth shut when Brian May pulls ut a black velvet box from his sweatpants' pocket. "Oh my god! No way!" she gasps as her opens the box to reveal a huge diamond ring that has little diamond stones surrounding one big diamond stone in the centre and more of the tiny stones on the bad of the ring. "It's Tiffany & Co's," Brian May explains, "but I bought a black velvet box instead because the blue was really ugly."

Camilla laughs and crushes Brian May in a hug. He was going to propose to her mom and of course she would think of the worse when she had seen his nervous face.

"Sit down," he pulls her and they both take a seat on Camilla's bed. "I bought this ring the other day when you guys were shopping for your apartment. That's why I didn't come along," he smiles. "I saw it when I walked past Tiffany's and I knew your mom would love it. After I paid for it, I realised that I couldn't just ask her to marry me; not that easily."

"Why not?"

"Because your dad hurt your mom so much, even when they were together, before she found out she was pregnant. And then you happened and he just left her. Your mom's mom kicked her out of the house and she had no one. Except for me, of course. Still, she was devastated and she vowed to herself that she would raise you well and better than her mom raised her. That moment was when I fell in love with Ally. I was only fifteen, a kid. But I knew I loved her and I couldn't tell her; not when she was going through such a hard time, so I stayed by her side. As you know, eventually, things happened and we decided to take our friendship to the next level."

"We've been together for over fifteen years and she has never said anything about getting married, not even the slightest of hints. I want to marry your mom, I've wanted to marry her ever since you were born. When I saw you, I knew I wanted Ally, only Ally to be the mother of my children. I guess that has somewhat happened, because you are pretty much my daughter."

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