My Life

Chapter Thirty - Two

Kate's POV

There was a lot of blood, more blood then I had realised at first. I hated the sight of blood, pathetic I know. I was shaking as I looked in the mirror and tried to ease the flow of blood. I don't really know how I managed to do Ricky's face without being sick and/or fainting.

I felt really bad, I didn't realise that getting married on valentines day was so important to him.I didn't listen to him and dismissed the idea straight away, I've always hated valentines day, the whole idea of it makes me cringe.

I cursed myself under my breath because this was all my fault. I could tell straight away that Ricky didn't mean to do it. Ricky came in a few minutes later and he looked horrified when he saw all the blood.

He sat down next to me and started mopping up all the blood for me. We didn't say a word to each other through out. I desprately wanted to, but what was I supposed to say? It was like meeting someone for the first time.

Once he was done he stared at me, he lloked like he was about to cry. I couldn't stand him being so upset about something that was my fault. I kissed him quickly, the cut on my lip stung but I didn't really care.

"What was that for?" He asked out of breath.

"It was to say sorry." I said helplessly, I wasn't expecting him to forgive me. I'm hopeless with words, unlike Ricky.

"You have nothing to be sorry for-"

"Yes I do." I said quickly, cutting him off mid sentance. "I didn't listen to you and I didn't realise how much getting married on valentines day meant to you. Now that I think of it, its kinda cute. I want to get married on valentines day."

"We don't have to, I know you don't really like valentines day. We can think of other days." Ricky said

"We're going to have the same argument all over again at this rate. For arguments sake, lets get married on valentines day." I said smiling, it was a weak smile because the cut on me lip stings whenever I move my lips.

"Sure?" Ricky asked, placing his hand on mine.

"I'm 100% sure" I said placing my head on his shoulder. We stayed still for a while, neither of us wanting to move.

Ricky suddenly lifted me up and carried me to the sofa, we laid down and talked for two hours until we both drifted off to sleep.