His hand chills my skin when he touches me, first wrist, then hand. A shiver rushes up my spine when he speaks, and a smile grows on my face when he laughs.
He picks me up in his ol' yellow voltswagon Bug. We drive around for a couple hours, eventully finding our way to a drive in movie or ice cream shop, licking our doubts away. The smile always comes, and so does the laughter.
He makes the most random acts to show me his affection. He carried me into bed after a late night, whist I fell asleep in his car. He placed a boquet of roses at the foot of my bed, and the aroma woke me up in the morning. He helped my mom make pancakes for breakfast that day.
We were washing the Bug one day, and he asked "Do you love me?" I laughed and said "Of course I do!" He stops soaping the car, and gives me a serious stare. "Do you love me?". I stopped, too. I gave him the stare. "Of course I love you. You are my everything." He smiles, and walks over to my side of the car, and gets on one knee.
"Then marry me."
I stood in a elegant white dress that was showered with perels. I lift my arms. The beauty of the silk gown reflected, making me just as gourgus.
The proposal was 2 years before, and I wore the ring.
My father walks me down the isle, with my niece as the flower girl before. My best freind and sister look just as beautiful, wearing their gowns. I smile, and take the whole idea in.
"Make it stop!" I scream.
A jolt of pain rushes through my spine, and I feel lightheaded. A trikle of blood runs from my nose. I look at him. His face smashed in the dashboard. His neck twisted in many ways. The police pull me out of the car and the parametics place me onto a strecher.
"No! I love you!"
And I'm taken away.
I stand in the front row, silent tears dripping down my face. A picture of him sits on the coffin, along with the tons of roses people have given.
Everyone leaves slowly, apoligizing and hugging me, telling me everything will be alright.
But it won't.
I lay on my bed, looking at the picture of our wedding.
I cry. I cry. Untill the life runs out of me. Untill I dehydrated...
And died.
