Chapter 31
"The question"
I laid on my bed reading like I normally did when I wasn't practicing with Leo. Picasso sat on my bed with me. I stroked his soft black and white fur as I read. I soon got to a nice and passionate part of the book, you know, the part where the girl gets the guy before the end of the book. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. Picasso jumped. Arg, it never fails for me to get to a good part and someone always has to knock on the door, I thought to myself. Picasso was digging his nails into me thanks to the surprise.
"It's okay, Picasso," I said to Picasso.
Picasso meowed and relaxed. I giggled as he started to tickle my nose with his tail. I couldn't help but think about how much he reminded me of Meffy. The knock came again.
"Come in," I called.
Leo walked into the room. I smiled as he looked at me with tender love. He walked over to me and kissed my lips.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"Oh nothing. I was just lonely and went looking for someone to talk to after all, everyone left to see April, Casey and James," he said.
"I see. It's lonely in here too," I said.
Just then, I heard a Meow. I laughed. I had forgotten about Picasso. He jumped into my lap.
"Sorry Picasso," I said.
Leo laughed. He slowly took my hand and smiled at me. Picasso got jealous and swatted at his hand.
"Hey! You knock it off. She's my girlfriend," Leo said to Picasso.
Picasso hissed. Leo and I both laughed. It didn't seem like Picasso agreed. I made the move to take Leo's hand. Picasso didn't move.
"Looks like Picasso begs to differ," I said.
"Now look, Pic, you had better be good! She's my girlfriend, not yours," he said.
Picasso meowed and hissed at Leo again.
"I can't believe this, I'm talking to a cat," he said.
"Why? I do it all the time," I said.
"Enjoying the book?" asked Leo.
"Yea. I just got up to a good part again and then you knocked," I said.
"I guess I have a bad habit of doing that to you," he said.
"That's alright, as long as it's not Mikey trying to play a trick on me," I laughed
Silence passed between us. I could see that something was hidden inside Leo but I didn't know what. I wanted to know.
"Leo, are you okay?" I asked.
"Yea, I was just thinking about us," he said almost as if he was in a dream.
"What about us?" I asked, trying to get more out of him.
"Lin, I was wondering, if you would." Leo trailed off.
"If I would what?" I asked, almost knowing the question.
"I was wondering if you would be my wife," Leo said quickly.
He looked very relieved that he had finally asked. I smiled. I wanted to be his but it was just a case of him asking me. I guided Leo's eyes towards mine.
"Would a long kiss answer your question?" I asked.
Leo nodded and I pulled him into a long kiss. There was nothing more perfect than this. Suddenly, Leo pulled away. He had a look of pain in his eyes.
"Leo, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing. Picasso just scratched me," he said, covering the scratch marks with his right hand.
Just then, Mikey burst into my room holding a video camera. I couldn't believe that he video taped the whole thing.
"Leo! You moron! You had the perfect moment and you decide to jump away from here! What the heck are you on, dude?" asked Mikey.
"Well, if you were listening, You would have heard that Leo just got scratched by Picasso," I said in defense.
"Right," said Mikey in disbelief.
I took Leo's scratched hand and held it up to Mikey. He jumped.
"Does that look like I'm lying?" I asked.
"Umm.guess not." said Mikey.
"I didn't think so," I said, trying hard not to laugh.
"Well, Leo, we had better get your hand cleaned up," said Mikey.
"Oh come on, it'll be fine," said Leo.
"Do you want Donny to take care of it?" asked Mikey.
"No, that's okay," said Leo.
Together, the two brothers walked out of the room to take care of Leo's cut. I smiled as I thought about how soon, I would be Leo's wife forever. I flopped onto the bed. Picasso jumped onto my chest.
"Picasso, he actually proposed," I said in a daze.
Picasso meowed. I laughed. He jumped off me and laid next to me. It took me a while before I got up to see my future husband.
I laid on my bed reading like I normally did when I wasn't practicing with Leo. Picasso sat on my bed with me. I stroked his soft black and white fur as I read. I soon got to a nice and passionate part of the book, you know, the part where the girl gets the guy before the end of the book. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. Picasso jumped. Arg, it never fails for me to get to a good part and someone always has to knock on the door, I thought to myself. Picasso was digging his nails into me thanks to the surprise.
"It's okay, Picasso," I said to Picasso.
Picasso meowed and relaxed. I giggled as he started to tickle my nose with his tail. I couldn't help but think about how much he reminded me of Meffy. The knock came again.
"Come in," I called.
Leo walked into the room. I smiled as he looked at me with tender love. He walked over to me and kissed my lips.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"Oh nothing. I was just lonely and went looking for someone to talk to after all, everyone left to see April, Casey and James," he said.
"I see. It's lonely in here too," I said.
Just then, I heard a Meow. I laughed. I had forgotten about Picasso. He jumped into my lap.
"Sorry Picasso," I said.
Leo laughed. He slowly took my hand and smiled at me. Picasso got jealous and swatted at his hand.
"Hey! You knock it off. She's my girlfriend," Leo said to Picasso.
Picasso hissed. Leo and I both laughed. It didn't seem like Picasso agreed. I made the move to take Leo's hand. Picasso didn't move.
"Looks like Picasso begs to differ," I said.
"Now look, Pic, you had better be good! She's my girlfriend, not yours," he said.
Picasso meowed and hissed at Leo again.
"I can't believe this, I'm talking to a cat," he said.
"Why? I do it all the time," I said.
"Enjoying the book?" asked Leo.
"Yea. I just got up to a good part again and then you knocked," I said.
"I guess I have a bad habit of doing that to you," he said.
"That's alright, as long as it's not Mikey trying to play a trick on me," I laughed
Silence passed between us. I could see that something was hidden inside Leo but I didn't know what. I wanted to know.
"Leo, are you okay?" I asked.
"Yea, I was just thinking about us," he said almost as if he was in a dream.
"What about us?" I asked, trying to get more out of him.
"Lin, I was wondering, if you would." Leo trailed off.
"If I would what?" I asked, almost knowing the question.
"I was wondering if you would be my wife," Leo said quickly.
He looked very relieved that he had finally asked. I smiled. I wanted to be his but it was just a case of him asking me. I guided Leo's eyes towards mine.
"Would a long kiss answer your question?" I asked.
Leo nodded and I pulled him into a long kiss. There was nothing more perfect than this. Suddenly, Leo pulled away. He had a look of pain in his eyes.
"Leo, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing. Picasso just scratched me," he said, covering the scratch marks with his right hand.
Just then, Mikey burst into my room holding a video camera. I couldn't believe that he video taped the whole thing.
"Leo! You moron! You had the perfect moment and you decide to jump away from here! What the heck are you on, dude?" asked Mikey.
"Well, if you were listening, You would have heard that Leo just got scratched by Picasso," I said in defense.
"Right," said Mikey in disbelief.
I took Leo's scratched hand and held it up to Mikey. He jumped.
"Does that look like I'm lying?" I asked.
"Umm.guess not." said Mikey.
"I didn't think so," I said, trying hard not to laugh.
"Well, Leo, we had better get your hand cleaned up," said Mikey.
"Oh come on, it'll be fine," said Leo.
"Do you want Donny to take care of it?" asked Mikey.
"No, that's okay," said Leo.
Together, the two brothers walked out of the room to take care of Leo's cut. I smiled as I thought about how soon, I would be Leo's wife forever. I flopped onto the bed. Picasso jumped onto my chest.
"Picasso, he actually proposed," I said in a daze.
Picasso meowed. I laughed. He jumped off me and laid next to me. It took me a while before I got up to see my future husband.