Six Months in Heaven
Sorry, this is the last of my story, but there is a new story up called The Locket. It is about a girl and her dead boyfriend who died in the fire and a locket that he gave her. Please tell me if this is a good idea. I have only half of my story wiritten. :( GIMMY IDEAS!
I was about to make the wedding chapter but i desided to leave it like it is because i think that it is better as is. sorry, dont hate me :) plz comment!!!! I need to know if im good enough for yall :) plz
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No Name (full version not done yet, maybe ready by wed)
â€œThis is his son!â€ I yelled back. â€œAnd we deserve to go in! Go, tell him my name! Tell him Zoey is here!â€
â€œVery well.â€ She went into the room Max was supposedly kept in. Standing outside the door I could just make out some words. â€œMax, there is a girl who wants to see you, she said her name was Zoey.â€
â€œNo! Zoey? I only know one, she hates me! She is in Florida, how could she be here, that is not her.â€
â€œShe has a young boy; she says he is your son.â€
â€œI donâ€™t have a son!â€
â€œWell, she wants to see you, are you sure you donâ€™t know her. Should I tell her to leave?â€
â€œNo, let her come it, I want to see her.â€
â€œBut you said you donâ€™t know her!â€
â€œJust let her come in.â€
The nurse stalked out of the room and motioned me in. â€œJohn, come with Mommy,â€ I said, holding my hand out. â€œMax?â€
â€œZoey? Who â€“ who is he?â€
â€œMax, meet your son.â€
â€œMommy? Who is he!?â€
â€œDo you remember that picture on the nightstand?â€
â€œThat is your father.â€
â€œWait â€“ you mean, he â€“ â€œ
â€œJohnâ€ I interrupted.
â€œYou mean, John, is my son?â€
â€œC â€“ can I hold him?â€ I picked up John and took him over to his father. I was crying, already. Max shifted his head a little and kissed John on his forehead. I sat down at Maxâ€™s feet, which were bandaged and bruised. He used one hand to reach mine; the other was also bandaged and cut.
â€œI thought you hated me.â€
â€œMax, I would never hate you. The day I walked out was the biggest mistake of my life.â€ I wiped my tears so I could speak clearer. â€œI love you.â€
â€œI get out of here tomorrow. I have something I want to give you.â€
â€œWhat, what is it?â€
â€œYou can see tomorrow.â€ He said.
â€œVisiting hours are over.â€ Said the nurse.
â€œZoey, I love you.â€ I started to cry again. â€œI love you, too, John.â€
â€œSee you later alligator.â€ John said.
â€œIn a while crocodile.â€ Max replied.
We walked out of the room and I see Jess. â€œWhy are you crying! Ohmygosh! I told you coming here was a bad idea!â€
â€œNo, it was the best idea ever. He loves me.â€
Max was out of the hospital. He now has a scar on his jaw and is walking around with a cast and a boot on his leg. His arm in a sling and is, also, broken. We checked out of the hotel and accepted the gracious invitation to stay with Max in his condo.
â€œHere,â€ Max said, giving me a small blue satin box.
â€œWhat is it?â€
â€œOpen in.â€ I opened the box and inside was a beautiful gold ring with three diamonds in the center. â€œIt was my motherâ€™s, her wedding ring.â€
â€œItâ€™s beautiful, but I canâ€™t take it! Donâ€™t you want to keep it for yourself?â€
â€œI want you to keep it.â€ He awkwardly bent down to get on one knee. â€œWill you marry me?â€
â€œHe/ll, yes!â€ He got up, with some of my help, and put the ring on my finger. He kissed every finger and the ring, which was now mine.
I turned to Jess, â€œWill you be my maid of honor?â€
She smiled and said, â€œYes, I would love to.â€
I rapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. We only stopped when John interrupted us, â€œEWW!â€ and we all laughed.