Beyond the grave (Book 2)

Chapter 10- Forever and always.

We were once again on stage and I was focusing on playing my part in Disguise on guitar, knowing the set list we were playing. As soon as Disguise had finished, Chris gestured for us to stop playing for a second and we did, looking at each other in confusion. "Hello Birmingham! For this next song I need you all to be happy because it's dedicated to a very special person in my life and I have something very special planned for the end of this song." We shrugged and I felt a pant of jealousy before I played my part in Eternally Yours, listening to my boyfriend sing. "...melt your heart encased in wax, seal it with a kiss!
Our fate engraved, scar enslaved as we mutually destruct!
Repose my love, I've sinned enough for the both of us!" I sighed as he sung the chorus, trying to get the song over and done with.

I zoned out up until the last chorus, where I sung along with him. "And in the name of love,
I'm ready to burry all of my bones
I'm ready to lie but say I won't
So tell me your secrets,
And join me in pieces
To rot in the garden made of stones!
I'm ready to beg to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call out bed,
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces to fall and rewrite the bitter end..."  we sung.
"Eternally yours! I'm more than willing! To rot in hell with you!" He ended the song and then, then he walked over to me holding his microphone and got down onto one knee, pulling a box out of his pocket.

My heart fucking stopped. I'm sure the entire audience were silent as we all waited to hear what Chris was going to say. "Ricky Olson, you have been mine for a year and a half now, and each day I spend with you just gets better and better. You're there when I need you, you light my dark world up and you saved me. There is absolutely nothing I wouldn't do for you, and I want to make you happy. I want to be there for you all the time, I want to be there when your sick and sad, when you need me and whenever you don't. I want to be your other half officially and legally so that everyone else can fuck off if they think they're even touching you. Ricky Olson, will you marry me?" He asked, looking me in the eyes and opening the lid of the box to reveal a silver ring with our anniversary engraved into the top.

"Of course I will!!" I shouted, tears filling my eyes. I saw him smile and he placed the ring on my finger, smirking when it was a perfect fit. The entire room erupted into cheers and I kissed Chris as passionately as I could, not caring that everyone else could see. Chris was mine and now he'd always be mine, until death do us part. He kissed me back and we carried on with the concert, this time however, Chris stayed close to me, touching me whenever and wherever he could, singing and I saw a huge burst of energy come from him every time he looked at me. Needless to say, I felt the same way.

When the concert was over, we sat down in our changing room cuddling, smiling and kissing. I couldn't believe this fucking god was meant for me. "We have another...fucking assignment. Today of all fucking days!" Chris growled as his phone went off. I sighed. "What is it?"
"All of us need to go deal with a business called 'Grenade ink'" I frowned. After a few years of working for Lucien, I knew how odd that was, he's never sent us all out on a mission. "Let's get this fire started then." Chris shot me a look before he called the group and told them what we have to do, which none of us were enthusiastic for.

When we'd dropped all of our shit off, we got changed into less conspicuous clothes and our masks before we grabbed the tools we'll need and ran along the rooftops to our mission. Me and Chris were quicker than the rest, so while they were behind, we kissed until they caught us up, which sometimes took 5 minutes so things started getting hot and passionate. Which they complained about, obviously.
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