Scarlett
I found myself thinking about Dan, how we roamed around the veins of the city at midnight, how we had lazy days and just laid in each others arms.
No. Scarlett, you have Ivan. Dan walked out of your life, and he lied to you.
I put my head in the crook of Ivan's neck, and drifted off.
"Goodnight love" he whispered as he stroked my hair.
I heard muffled crying, I thought it was the neighbors upstairs but it seemed much, much closer.
I shifted my body to be level with Ivan. I touched his face, it was wet, he had been crying. I hugged him, thinking it was just a bad dream.
"What's wrong?" I asked in a whisper tone.
"I'll tell you in the morning"
We both drifted to sleep in each others arms.
*morning*
I woke up, I looked around the room, no sign of Ivan anywhere. I heard tapping coming from the kitchen, which instantly assured me.
Ivan was cooking breakfast in nothing but his blue boxers and socks. I was too lazy to change into something decent to sleep in last night so I just wore one of Ivan's shirts.
I went to the bathroom to fix my hair, I put it up in a ponytail and put my contacts on.
I made my way back to the kitchen and stood on my toes and kissed him on the cheek. I went on the table and took a bite of a cookie that Ivan was holding.
"Fuck off" he chuckled. He closed his eyes and lost eye contact with me, staring at the floor like it was about to collapse or something."Scar, I have to tell you something."
The change of his tone worried me.
"I didn't go to work yesterday."
"That's not a big deal? why what happened?" I questioned.
"Well I went to the doctors yesterday and they told me I had brain tumour. They said they couldn't fix it because it was too dangerous to interfere with." he teared up, I felt my eyes water, streams of tears cascading down my face. I hugged him tightly, "Why? Why you? You don't deserve this! No no no, I refuse to believe this is real, no fucking way. It's all fake. You did nothing to the world. Ivan I can't loose you. You're all I have." I choked out between tears.
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After a few minutes of silence and tears I finally regained the ability to talk "You know what? Do you any chance have a bucket list?"
"Yeah, it's in that book you gave me from the first Christmas we spent together."
I grabbed the bucket list, it was tattered and slightly torn, the date on the top had '1995' on it. He had been 8 at the time, 20 years ago.
The heading was 'Ivan's bucket list' accompanying it was a small stick figure next to it, which I assume, was most likely to be him.
It read;
1. Marry a really pretty lady
2. Become famous
3. Travel the world
4. Eat 2 full cakes in 10 minutes
5. Become really rich
6. Live in London
7. Eat icecream for breakfast
8. Be in a band
I chuckled at the fourth one,
"You have an amazing bucket list over here. It was my dream to eat 2 full cakes in 10 minutes too" I say sarcastically "We were meant to be! Also you've done most of these so we are left with a few but we can always add more."
"Tick em off." He said as he shoved the scoop of ice cream into his mouth. "One more scoop" he whispered as he managed to scoop up a at least half of the ice cream container.
We went downtown to get more ice cream and 2 cakes. As we entered the crossed the park , I noticed Ivan fiddling with something in his pockets, "stop fiddling with your balls will ya?" I asked him sarcastically. He stuck his tongue out at me and chuckled, he kneeled in front of me and pulls out a beautiful diamond ring. This is not real oh my god. I cover my mouth with my hands and start tearing up, for the second time today.
"Scar I want to tick off the first thing I wanted to do on my bucket list, and I'm thankful that you are hear to do the honours of being the 'pretty lady' I marry. And we've been together for like 4 years now and I've been planning this for a while, so, I'll shut up now but-Scarlett Ivy Godwin will you marry me?" He smiles, showing his dimples. The people around us cooed and aww'd. I told him to stand up and I jump on him excitedly, latching onto him for my dear life.
He laughed and set me down. Slipping the ring onto my finger, he cupped my face and kissed me, it seemed like nothing else in the world had mattered.
As soon as we got home we had a few too many drinks, what happened last night was a blur but as soon I had woken up fully naked I remembered.
But that didn't matter right? I just got engaged, by Ivan Peters. The guy who got me out of that hell hole called depression.
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