Scott's POV
I sit on the couch, waiting for him to come home. I hear the door open and I stand up, holding the journal behind my back.
"Scott? Is everything okay?"
"In here."
He walks in and looks so scared. I hold up the journal.
"You don't want to marry me?"
"...you looked through my things?"
"I was making your bed and found it. Why did you lie to me?"
"I'm sorry, Scott."
I'm officially angry.
"No! You can't just fucking ask me to marry you, and not even want to marry me!"
Mitch walks up to me, and tries to calm me down.
"Scott, I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I'm just not ready." he says, rubbing my arms.
"No, you bitch! Don't touch me!" I say, slapping his face. I slapped hard.
He touches his cheek and winces.
"Get out!" he yells to me.
"Gladly!" I yell throwing my ring at him and walking out, taking the journal with me.
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Make You Feel My Love - Scömìche
FanfictionI know you haven't made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong. I've known it from the moment that we met. No doubt in my mind where you belong. I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue. I'd go crawling down the avenue. No, there's nothi...
