I do not own this. It belongs to Miss Roth.
Ten
VIII
I remember that when Christina and my brother went on their honeymoon me and Tobias got closer than ever before.
It was the last night of their honeymoon when he popped the question.
He had knelt down on one knee while the kids were in bed. We were watching Mama Mia (it was on ABC Family, so we decided why not?).
I looked at him, and he said:
"Beatrice Prior. I love you with all my heart, and I never want to loose you again. So... Will you marry me?"
I didn't even give time to reply; I kissed him full on the lips.
"I take that as a yes, then?"
"Yeah. Take that as a yes."
"So, uh, Emma... My school is having this dance on Friday. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?" I heard Jason ask my daughter.
"Uh... Sure."
"Nice. I'll pick you up at five on Friday."
Jason then left the front yard. I went and sat next to my daughter on the grass.
"So he just asked you to the dance?"
"Yeah. I think I really like him."
"I think you do. Anyway... Your father and I are getting married. I just told your brother."
"Cool. So we will be a real family?" She questioned, curious and hopeful.
"Yes. We will be a real family." I smiled.
Emma smiled and gave me a hug.
TOBIAS' POINT OF VIEW:
The fact that I was going to marry my first and only love made me ecstatic.
Nothing could puncture the happy balloon inside my chest. Nothing.
At least I thought that.
"Hey, uhm... Dad?" Dylan asked as he came down.
He sat down on the couch next to me.
"Emma is going on a date with Jason." He said really fast; I still was able to understand him, though.
"What?" I asked, softly.
The balloon had deflated very quickly due to that. I had just met my daughter... And now it seemed that I was loosing her.
I sighed, and said, "Oh great."
"Yeah."
And that was when the fire alarms in the house went off.
Sorry for another cliffie. I just see to be good at making those. Sorry.
Ha ha not really.