Twisted

Chapter 11

Hours later I got to leave the hospital, I was dizzy but Lance got me some fast food, McDonald's, my favorite. After we ate we went to Walmart to get a few things. Did they bathe me? How did I go to the bathroom. I don't even want to know. I went to the aisle where they kept the shampoo and conditioner while Lance went and got food. I saw a boy. "Derrick...?" I questioned. He turned around and looked at me with a slight smile, "yeah?" He looked at me like he didn't know me. "Do you remember me?" I went up to him. "Um... I don't believe we've ever met before," he admitted. I didn't want to cry in front of a 'stranger' that now didn't know who I was. I couldn't help but let my eyes water at the love that we had. He noticed my misty eyes and spoke up, "Renae," my head snapped up. "I see you in love with Lance, forget about me please. It all happened in one big dream. Okay?" As he told me this I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Then how?" I started to question. "Sh," he cut me off and kissed my cheek and smiled warmly. I couldn't help but smile back at the beautiful smile I had supposedly fell in love with. With that, he walked away. I grabbed the stuff I need and found my dear Lance. When we left, I was quiet the whole way home.

"Renae?" he questioned.

"Hm?" I hummed.

"Do you still love me?" He drove to somewhere pretty.

"Of course," I admitted.

"Good," he smiled and parked.

What on earth is he doing? Lance... still the same Lance I always knew. He looked at me and got out, following him, I did the same thing. "What are we doing?" I sighed, it's not like I didn't want to be here, but I did just want go home. He kissed me, my eyes widened because I did not expect him to do this but when I did take time to realize what was happening, I kissed him back. Oh, those sweet lips I missed. Oh my gosh I can't believe I'm here right now. I put my hands behind his neck and played with the back of his hair. I felt his hands come and pull me closer by my waist. Seconds later our lips parted away from each other. I opened my eyes and looked at the blue eyes that were already staring at me. Our noses were touching but then he backed up and let go of my hands. Don't leave me. In front of my eyes he got on one knee. No. "Renae," he smiled. This can't be happening. "I... am in love with you," he continued. Lance... Lance is proposing to me. I swear I can't focus on anything but him right now. "Since the day I first saw you I knew it, I knew you were the one. It sucked being your friend." His eyes widened. "I-I didn't mean that. I mean... it sucked be j-just friends." He stuttered on his words. I couldn't help but laughed because I knew what he meant. "I don't want to be just friends anymore, I don't want to be your boyfriend either. I want someone as beautiful as you. I want you, Renae, I want you to be my fiancé. Will you marry me?" He finally got his words out. Tears were streaming down my face, but they were happy tears. I nodded happily and covered my mouth with my hands when I saw him open up the box revealing the gorgeous ring. He stood up quickly with a smile so big that it might fall off of his face. He slid the the ring onto my ring finger and kissed me passionately that was so much better than any other kiss I have ever had before. After a long make out session we pulled away. "I wanted to propose to you that night of the crash but it obviously didn't happen. I'm sorry I proposed so suddenly," he apologized. "Don't be sorry, Lance," I smiled and pecked his cheek. I know I was only eighteen and he was nineteen, I can't exactly keep track of the days anymore but I'm sure we'll be older soon.

We got home and I guess my parents knew that he proposing to me because as soon as I got in they were begging to see the beautiful ring that I now wore as a symbol that I am taken by my best friend. I laughed and showed it to them while I watched them admire it. Nothing really changed except for the fact that Lance was back and that I had lost Derrick and Adam and many more friends. Thank god I still have my adoption parents, maybe I'll explain what happened one day...