The house was perfect. Bright, cheery and most importantly, nothing like the hospital. I smiled to myself and pushed my hair to the side. Dylan opens the door for me and holds out his hand. Honestly, where would I be without him?
I take his hand and he pulls me out of the car. I lean against his chest. "Carry me inside to the house where we're gonna spend the rest of our lives?" I ask him, maybe a little too dramatically. "Sorry, but I can't properly propose while I have a gorgeous lady in my arms." He says. "Huh?" I ask. Dylan grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pulling out a ring with a tiny diamond. "Joy Mills, would you be willing to spend the rest of your life with a loser like me?" he asks with a lop-sided grin. Most girls would throw a fit about the small diamond but guess what? It's not the quality of the ring that matters, it's the quality of the guy. Which is why I said no.
Kidding!! I leapt into his arms. "Yes, yes!!!!! A million times, YES!!!!!!!" I scream. He pulls my face to his and we share a kiss. I was so happy that nothing else mattered in the world at the moment. "You guys ready to go inside?" Fel asks. Dylan sets me down, my arms still around his neck and his arms still on my waist. "Yeah just give us a second." I say. She winks at me and heads inside. After a few minutes, Dylan and I follow behind her. Everything was perfect. We were gonna be okay.
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A Mental State Of Mind (Completed)
Terror[(COMPLETED)] Joy is in a stable enough state to have a roomate at the hospital. The mental hospital, that is. And one of the best in the country. But few know what goes on in the hospital. Few know the history. Few know about the little girl who di...
