Married To You (Completed)✔

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"Yes"

He sighed and looked me into my eyes, "I want you to know that whatever I tell you after this doesn't change the fact that I love you with everything inside me, my love for you was, is and will never be nothing but pour and ture. I love you Emily, I love you so much and I want to be a family with you and only you. Do you understand me?" if I said what he was saying hasn't scared me half to death I would be lying, all he said proved that what he is going to saying isn't going to be easy for me.

"I understand." I said.

"I spoke to my father and he told me everything including why we can't remember each other. The fire did kill our sister but we weren't the ones who started it, we were in the in the house playing, the maids were busy around the house cleaning, one of them had drug problem my dad tried to help her to get clean so he sent her to rehab and after she came out he gave he a job.

She work there for months, but she started smoking again she had a daughter that was killed in a fire when she was one years old and seeing Kelly so often made her think back to her child, according to the investigation that took place it was a cigarette that was left inside the room Kelly was in, the kitchen and the living room.

The fire was no accident, that lady wanted to burn the house down and she succeeded and she also died along with the other maid, because we were so young the smoke had caused us to black out a we hit our head something, we were unconscious for a week or so, by the time we were awake we had suffered a mild memory loss we didnt get any burns and there was no evidence to remind us about what happen and no one talked about it after.

As for Stella she never stayed to heard what was the cause and blamed us. I remember years I never saw my mom and I had grown use to it, she came back into my life a year before my father supposed death which was in college, by that time I had already being friends with you and started to develop feelings but I wasnt sure you felt the same.

And then the we heard about the accident with my father, it was similar to the accident of your father when the build they were in had being bombed, he hasn't yet found the person behind all the bombing, the person behind it make it seemed as if it was a terrorist attack. " he took a deep breath and liked at me knowing how much I was close to my father, I think he saw the hope in my eyes because he shook his head and I knew what he meant that he was actually dead.

I didn't realize I was crying until he wiped my cheeks. He stood and held his hand out to me which I took, we left the restaurant and drives to his penthouse, during the ride he said nothing but held my hand reassuringly as I cried silently, it's almost seven gears and I still miss my dad.

I sat in the sofa as he went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water. He looked at me questioningliy, I nod signaling him to continue.

I had no one to turn to about how lost and lonely I felt after my dad's 'death' I knew how you felt about your father and I never wanted to say much about mine, my friends wouldn't understand how it felt because they were that the perfect family, or atleast that's what they show, so I was felt with the only person to talk to was my Stella, she told me to man up and get over it because people died everyday after a while I thought it was for the best and my father would never want me to be unhappy, Stella being Stella she told me to sleep around and do was I please, I never liked how she was with me, though she gave me a lame excuse of why she wasn't with me growing up and I stupidly believed her every word.

Remembering the way me and my dad would talk about you and how he normally tells me to ask you out but I never did so after the funeral had pass a few weeks after I asked you out and when Stella found out she said that I should make sure to keep you around for as long as I could, I had no problem with that I fell in love with you a few weeks after knowing you, I would always ask my dad to be the one to walk you down the aisle when the day comes.