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What is it he wants me here for? I asked myself, feeling slightly jittery as the thought slipped my mind. The night before, my boyfriend had told me to meet him at the side of the town's abandoned restaurant. Nobody would be there; it would have been just the two of us.

As I walked down the street, down to my destination, I couldn't help but wonder, Is he going to surprise me? But a voice in my head responded, Of course he's gonna surprise you, stupid! Ignoring the rude voices, I put on my best smile and pushed on forward.

On this lovely spring morning, one with heavy clouds preparing to cover up the sun and his bright, shining face, I couldn't help but feel mesmerized by the way the light shone down on me, the way flower petals blew in the wind. In the distance I could hear a man mowing his lawn, bringing with him the smell of grass. Thankfully, he and his lawnmower were far away—so they had no chance of disturbing my peace.

A few corners turned, a few streets passed; eventually—and only about five minutes from my house—the sight of the restaurant stood within my eyes. Such a sight made my lips turn up.

Just a few more steps and I'll be there! I thought, letting out a squeal. Just a few more and Allen will be there with me!

And sure enough, a few more steps pulled me to the side of the restaurant. The brick-based structure standing resiliently before my very eyes, it made me ask myself, What could be possibly be taking me here for?

Taking a look to my left, I noticed what looked like a chalk drawing paved unto the wall beside me. It looked like a speech bubble. "Will you?" It asked. Will I? I wondered, a finger on my lip. Will I what?

As I looked up at those words, my nose angled toward it, I started to hear footsteps coming from a not-so-distant person. One turn of my head revealed it is Allen; simply seeing him made my wonder turn to joy!

"Hi, Allen!"

Up he looked at me, a light, yet—for some reason nervous—smile on his face. It seemed like sweat would start pouring from his forehead any second now. I noticed he had both hands behind his back—and I couldn't help but wonder why.

An eyebrow raised, I wondered, "Allen—what's the matter?" Was anything the matter? The uncertainty was starting to tug at my heartstrings.

As those thoughts slipped my mind, I heard a heavy sigh escape from my love.

"Marilynne," he began. Down he went on one knee—as if bowing to me.

At that, my pupils dilated. Wh-what's he doing? No man does that unless he—

"Will you marry me?"

I thought I saw a tear building up in the corner of his eye. In addition, I felt tears welling up in my own eyes, as well.

My voice barely above a whisper, I respond, "Allen—of course! Of course I'll marry you!"

What once fell from his eyes poured down his cheeks. "Yes! I love you so much, Marilynne!" Without hesitation, he picked himself up off his knee and let the gold of his ring caress my finger. Such a feeling made me feel light on my feet—almost like falling, but exactly like flying. As if my feet no longer touched the ground.

I am his fallen angel, I told myself, the words he had told me time and time again ringing in my mind. And now I'm being married to my knight in shining armor!


And the next day? He's gone. We come to where I am today, asking myself what I have done wrong, what I did to deserve this. The aching in my heart matches the intensity of every lightning bolt hurled toward the ground in the outside storm. The heat my tears bring feels no cooler than the heat of the fire my family had lit up shortly before the storm started.

You never listen to me! he shouted before leaving. You always blame me for everything!

And you were right!
I want to say back, sobbing into my pillow.

But then I think back and remember those last few words he told me, Don't be sad because its over; he happy that it happened.

And even through my misery, I can't help but crack a light smile. It happened. I tell myself. And that's all that matters!
After some delays, I've finally cooked up this piece—and just in time for my one-year-and-seven-months anniversary with :iconfox-in-a-stocking:

But what's up with the end? Well, let's just say that you should not be sad because it's over. Be happy because it happened.


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Until next time....
:music:You can call me Al!:music
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ZorritoBurrito Featured By Owner May 12, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
But no, we are not broken up :3 also ilu bby <3
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Leyoht Featured By Owner May 12, 2014  Professional Writer
I love you too :3
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