Unexpected

The Last Chapter

Dedicated to everyone who's reading my story till the end. I love you all!

I think it's fitting to put the original trailer here and reminisce a little bit.

THE LAST CHAPTER

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The morning after came too fast and when I woke up, Nate was still sound asleep. I couldn't sleep properly the night before because all of the things that took place yesterday was just too much. Trying not to think of it some more, I got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen. Alec, Charles, Matthew and Cassie were eating breakfast, chatting among themselves.

"Morning," Charles greeted.

"Morning," I said back and continued on getting oranges and juicing them. Once done, I put the glass on a tray and grabbed a muffin.

"We took care of the teepee last night," Cassie said. "How's Nate?"

"He got back pretty late," I said. "He's not awake yet so I don't know... Thank you for helping me."

They just smiled at me and Matthew said "Good luck".

I continued walking to the room and when I arrived, Nate was still sleeping. I placed the tray of food on the side table and got in bed with him once more. I was playing with his hair while thinking of all the things I wanted to tell him when I heard a groan as he woke up.

"Uhm... How are you feeling?" I asked him.

He was just staring at me so I got up and grabbed the muffin and the glass of orange juice.

"You should eat. It will help with the headache and you smelled of vomit last night so I assume that you have an empty stomach."

I carefully handed him the food and he, thankfully, grabbed them. I was awkwardly standing while Nate finished his food and when he was about to stand and put the glass on the table, I grabbed it and said "It's okay, I'll do it."

But when I was about to place the glass on the tray, I dropped it.

"Shit," I said and crouched down to pick up the pieces.

"I'll do it," I heard Nate say from behind me.

"No, it's fine. I just need to get the—Ow!" A piece of glass embedded itself on my palm and it was bleeding a whole lot.

"Let me see," Nate said and I reached out my hand. "I need to get it out, alright? Just close your eyes."

I did and he took it out quickly. I was trying my hardest not to cry because it was really painful and it looked like the glass was really deep in my flesh. My eyes were still closed and I felt Nate wrapping cloth around my hand. Once done, I opened my eyes to see him still looking at my hand. But now, instead of looking at my wound, he was looking at my finger which is wearing his ring.

"You wore it," he said in disbelief.

"I... You left the box on the grass and I just..."

"It looks good on you. You can keep it. I don't have anyone to give it to anyway," he said, smiling sadly that it almost broke my heart. My fragile heart can't take the prospect of him proposing to someone else. But, the hurt that he's feeling right now might be of an intensity that will shatter me if I were to feel it.

"I do hope so because what ring will we show people on our engagement party?" I asked.

He was staring at me in confusion now.