Six Years later...
~Jay~
I'm literally shaking right now at what I'm about to do. I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention.
"Having y'all in our life has made us happy. Jaylin got to meet his grandparents and other people while we finally got to meet our parents. We struggled but we still remained out on top at the end." they nodded. I turned toward Chelly. "Michelle I love you from the beginning and I'll love you to the end. You and my son are my pride and joy and I thank God for you both each and every day." I got down on one knee. "Will you become Mrs Jayceon Malik Wright?"
"YES!!" I slid the ring on her finger. Everyone clapped and cheered for us.
"That's my boy!" my dad yelled. I finally did it. I'm engaged to the woman of my dreams and I can't wait to make it official.
~Chelly~
Jaylin is six turning seven. I'm now 22 years old. Jay and I are still together. We even moved into our own house because I was tried of being in that apartment.
Things changed over the past six years. My life came with different obstacles. But I always had help from my friends and family. Did I mention I'm engaged? No. Well now you know.
Our old foster mother sent us a letter apologizing for how she treated us. It took time but we forgave her. She actually became someone I could call and talk to even though she lived back in Florida. Hmm we might go visit her one day.
Our journey has ended and this isn't goodbye or whatever. It's just a see ya later.
But we'll still be known as the runaways.
