The Proposal

Before stepping onto the sand, we took our shoes off. He hold my hand and we walked silently through the night. He started, "Did you know that you can't see constellations during the day because the sun's light is too bright to see star light? And did you know that the constellations can only be seen before sunrise or after sunsets?" I just looked at him shaking my head. He continued, "We have a new moon tonight, as you can see, there's no moon." I loved when he explained the universe to me. It reminded me of when we were little, and we looked at the stars and he would feel like the wise one. It was fine by me just listening to whatever he had to say.

My watch read 12, so it's summer now. He stopped walking and took both of my hands and said, "Bells, since you came back that summer, our last one with Susannah. Do you remember?" I nodded, "Mhm." He continued, "Well, since then, I'm in love with you. I've loved you since forever, but since that summer, I see you different, as my girl. You've always been my Belly, and I love you for being part of my life. You're the piece in my heart that's been missing since my mom died. But now, you're my whole heart; you're my everything. The only thing that's missing is the legal statement that you are mine." I started shaking, and hot tears were spilling from my eyes. He stopped and wiped my tears away and whispered, "Don't be sad, please. God, I'm doing everything wrong! Bells you know I'm bad at this, please don't be sad. Please don't cry!" I started shaking my head violently, "Stop it Con! I'm not sad, please, continue." He smiled and dropped to one knee, "Well Bells, I love you more than anything, I'll never hurt you and I want you. Will you marry me?"

He opened a blue box containing a silver ring and instead of a diamond there was an infinity sign. Everything was silver. Inside the hoop, it was carved: B&C. He placed it on my finger; it fit perfectly. I kissed him then, like it was the end of the world. I loved him so much; he is my soul mate, the love of my life, my other half.

That night I had a nightmare, the first one in months. It was the day of the wedding, but the one standing in the altar was not Con, it was Jere. He was smiling. I looked around searching for Con; it was not hard to find him. He was standing beside Jere; he was his best man. The most twisted thing was that I kept walking, like everything was okay. The ceremony began, and when it was time for me to declare, "I do", I woke up.

I was sweating, my hair was damp, and Con's arm was hugging me. I slipped under his grip, and stepped into the shower. It was 6 in the morning, and the shower felt good against my skin.

About 10 minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. It was Con, "Belly, are you okay? It's early."

"Yeah, come on in." The shower curtain was covering me. I'm still ashamed of my body, and I don't feel comfortable with this crap yet. So, he sat on top of the toilet, and mumbled, "What happened? Do you want some breakfast?"

I didn't answer right away. One, because I couldn't remember, and two, I wasn't really in the mood for talking. So as he waited, I searched my mind. Deep inside was the dream, and without thinking, I spilled it out.

I stepped out of the shower covering myself with a towel. I sat on his laps and he asked me, "Do you think it means something?"

I laughed, "Of course not! If it were the other way around, that I was marrying Jere and you were the groom, then I'd guess it meant something. But no! You are Con, for crying out loud. I've wanted you since forever, and I want you now more than ever."

We kissed quickly and he picked me up and placed me on the floor, "Well then Belly, do you want to go for a run?"