Date: Sun, 9 Jun 2013 09:18:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mack Thomas <mackthomas86@yahoo.com>
Subject: heartbroken (part 8)

What the hell! I just woke up after being out for God knows how long since
some psycho shot me and he decides now is the time to propose. This is
wrong it's not supposed to happen this way. My heartbeat must have
increased dramatically, because before I could respond to Dylan the doctor
barged in and saw Dylan on one knee.

'What do you think you're doing?! He just got out woke up, he can't have
any stress right now!' Dylan looked a little sad, but I was relieved not
give him an answer right now. Something about it didn't seem right. The
doctor then turned his attention to me.

'How are you feeling?' He asked soothingly. 'Really stiff and sore, but I'm
okay' 'How's your vision?' I thought this was a weird question. 'A little
blurry at first, but perfectly fine now.' He then sighed. 'Matt when you
fell you spine landed on the curb and was fractured. There is a good chance
that you may be paralyzed.' At this I giggled a little.

'Um doctor I've been wiggling my toes the whole time you were talking!' I
said giggling harder at his flabbergasted face. He pulled up the bottom of
the blanket and saw my toes moving. Dylan looked at me concerned.

'Don't worry we gave him some medicine while he was asleep to reduce the
pain. He awoke sooner than expected so this is one of it's side
effects. Well Mr. Valentine you are truly remarkable can you move any other
part of your legs?'

 I lifted my left leg just slightly and the pain was so intense that I
started crying immediately. Dylan rushed by my side and held me while I
sobbed on his chest. The doctor just nodded and wrote into his notebook.

'Matt we can't get you anymore medicine right now, but you are not
paralyzed. Do not attempt moving your legs at all until your spine has
finished healing itself, or you'll be in serious pain.' (Well no shit
Sherlock!). Dylan stayed by my side and held even after I'd stopped crying.

 I love these moments when the two of us are like this, even if I'm on a
hospital bed. (Maybe I should reconsider my answer... no we are too young
for marriage). Dylan and I just laid on the bed in silence cherishing the
moment. He didn't bring up the ring again and I was thankful.

 A nurse came in with some Jell-O like soup she called food and told me it
was all I could have. It tasted like diarrhea, but I was hungry so I
reluctantly ate it. Dylan didn't leave my side once, and I was
thankful. The doctor told me that I could leave after a week, but warned me
that I should stay off of my feet as much as possible.

My legs had started to work much better, but I could only walk so far
before I had to sit down. Surprisingly as I was leaving the hospital I was
surrounded by news reporters. Dylan shielded me as we headed towards his
car. As he was starting his car a news reporter ran up to the window
holding a newspaper and asked.

'How does it feel to be America's angel?' Confused I snatched the paper out
of her hand and sure enough there was a photo of me with the title teen
gets within a inch of his life, but comes out victorious. I continued
reading as Dylan pulled off.

We headed to my apartment and Dylan carried me most of the way since my
legs started to hurt. He opened the door, and I nearly jumped out of his
arms when everyone yelled 'SUPRISE!'. After I realized what was going on I
put my head on Dylan's chest and cried. (I know I'm such a baby!).

He just held me closer and sat down with me still in his arms. I looked
around and saw everyone, and a lot of people I didn't recognize. Among the
large crowd of people I spotted Tommy, Christy, Jacob, Devlin, Dante, the
triplets, and their parents. I kept looking and honestly I was disappointed
not to see my parents.

After about ten minutes I got off of Dylan and started
socializing. Surprisingly I had a great time, and when I checked my phone I
saw that several local morning shows had called to have me interviewed.

 I didn't think that there was much to say I got shot, I almost died, and
then I woke up end of story. Besides I didn't feel comfortable talking
negatively about Tommy's mom, even though she shot me. The party went by
pretty quickly, and surprisingly everyone helped clean up.

 Once everything was cleaned, which Dylan did not let me help at all, he
carried me into the bathroom. He sat me on the counter, and started the
bath water. While the tub was filling up he slowly started to undress
kissing every part of my body along the way.

He then slowly undressed himself and turned the water off. He lifted me up
once again and sat down in the bathtub as I melted into his arms. I wanted
to lay there in his arms forever. I lifted my head to see his piercing blue
eyes staring at me.

He was looking at me the way he did on the first day of school, and I've
finally figured out what that look was. It was love, Dylan loves me. I
leaned forward and gently pressed my lips against his. He responded, but
not with his usual eagerness.

This kiss was different this was not a kiss of passion, or lust this kiss
was of pure love. We kissed for what seemed like hours neither of us
wanting it to ever end. Once we finally pulled away he drained the water
and turned the shower on.

We bathed and dried each other, then he carried me to bed. No words were
spoken we just lay there looking at each other and smiling. After about ten
minutes Dylan finally broke the long, but comfortable silence.

'I'm so glad you're okay.' he said playing with one of my locks and
pressing his warm lips against my neck. I smiled, leaned forward and kissed
him on the nose, and then placed my head on his chest again.

'Me too. It sucks though I had some very sexy plans for us that night. But
just you wait, when my legs are better you are in trouble.' He just laughed
and pecked me on the lips. Again we fell silent just enjoying the warmth of
our bodies together.

I was slowly started to fall asleep when I noticed the box containing my
ring in it. I'd totally forgotten, how could I forget! (Ok matt get your
shit together!). You know what I don't care what anyone else thinks we're
soul mates.

He's been here for me through everything, and has not once tried to
pressure me to answer him. This is my life and I'm going to live it the way
I want, and I want to live it with Dylan. 'Yes' 'Yes what?' I rolled over
so that I was now on top of him.

'Yes Dylan Sky I will marry you.'

The end

Authors note: Just joking I have plenty more to write as long as you guys
are interested.  I hope you enjoyed this chapter and sorry for the wait. I
will try my best to upload them more frequently.

Go check out my other stories like element and mate found in the science
fiction section. Also check out my new story it's a small world found in
the high school section

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Love Always

Mack.