Welcome back to chapter 5 of Reflection! Sorry its been so long, but I really have been trying to get to it. School is very stressful, and Deviant Art takes a lot of writing time away too. Reviews:
Heleana1: Here you go!
Thomjay95: Well, it might not be what you expected, but I think you'll like this chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sing.
Chelia's P.O.V.
It had been a week since I had last seen Johnny awake, and he was no better now. The doctors had given up hope, and they were going to pull the plug on his life support tonight. I had tried to get them to change their minds, but they refused. I was allowed to spend one last night with Johnny, and I talked to him all night. When morning came, the doctors came to pull the plug, so I leaned in and kissed Johnny for the very last time. But to my surprise, when I let go, his eyes were staring straight up back at me.
"Celia?" He croaked.
I blinked slowly, comprehending what had happened. Then my brain unfroze and I gave him a hug.
"Johnny!" I cried. "B-but-"
"It doesn't matter." He coughed. "I love you, Chelia."
"I love you too." I choked out.
"Excuse me, miss, but we must ask for you to leave. It will only be 10 minutes." A doctor said.
"But he just woke up, can't your tests wait?!" I cry.
"Please, miss, you must leave. It's better for the patient. Now, we will come get you in 10 minutes." He said firmly.
I glanced at Johnny, and he gave me a reassuring nod. I sulked out the door, and roamed the hallways for a bit before returning to the waiting room. I pulled out my phone, and scrolled though some old pictures of Johnny and I together. I started to tear up, and I felt them drip down my cheeks.
The doctor came in and motioned for me to follow him. I wiped away my tears, and went with him. He explained to me that Johnny would stay at the hospital for one more night, just to be safe. If nothing happened, he would be discharged from the hospital first thing tomorrow. We entered his room, and I smiled.
"Johnny, baby, I have to go. But I promise I'll be back first thing tomorrow to pick you up."
"Sure, princess. Just don't forget me." He teased.
"I would never!" I gasped.
"Just checkin'." He laughed. "I love you."
"So do I." I smiled softly. "Now get some sleep, and be ready for tomorrow."
"Yes ma'am." He said.
I giggled as I was escorted out of the room by another doctor.
~The Next Day~
I yawned. It was 8:22 in the morning, and I get to pick up Johnny today. I stretched, and leaped out of bed. I brushed my teeth, combed my fur, and made a strawberry smoothie. I grabbed the smoothie and car keys, and set off to pick up my boyfriend.
After the 30 minute drive to the hospital, I hopped out of the car and headed inside. I went upstairs to Johnny's room, and brought him downstairs. He had a slight limp, so I let him lean on me. We checked out and got in the car. The drive to my apartment was quiet, with the exception of the occasional "Are we there yet?" from Johnny.
~A Few Days Later~
I was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast, when I heard the familiar sound of my boyfriend limping down the stairs.
"BA-DUM THUMP! BA-DUM THUMP!"
He pokes his head out from behind the wall, and looks at me.
"Hey babe, could you come here for a moment?" He requests.
"Sure." I accept.
But instead of answering, he gets down on one knee, and offers me a small box. My paws fly up to my mouth.
"Chelia, will you make me the happiest man on earth, and marry me?"
"Of course I will!" I squeal.
He opens the box, and slips a small silver ring on my finger.
"Look, Chelia, I know its not much, but its all I could afford." He frowns.
"Johnny, I love it!" I gasp. "Thank you."
"Wonderful!" He smiles. "So, shall we start planning our wedding?"
"Yes! I know what the theme should be." I say.
"What?" He asks curiously.
"Its a secret!" I tease.
So, what do you think!? Chelia and Johnny are getting married! Let's hope nothing goes horribly wrong! (Hint, hint) Have a great day, and (Is that my homework? Did- did you eat my homework?! That's due tomorrow!) Don't let your pets munch on your homework! (Trust me, that excuse doesn't work, even if it's true!(My cat chewed a hole in my math homework!))
Meow
