A day in the life of Gavin and Barbie on the trip to Hawaii led to an unforgettable journey. Their hearts are soon to mingle as one. Barbie left Gavin's the morning succeeding the magical stay at Gavin's for that rainy night. It was fantastic how Gavin' family was very relatable. Now Gavin is moseying his way around town to revisit Barbie's for the tenth day this week since then.
He wanted to announce that he had won #1 employee of the year award, an award that he isn't aware is given to everyone because everyone is special in their own very and unique way. He was hoping this time would be better than the last time he went to Barbie's the 20th day of last week.
"Honey! I'm homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Shouts sweet Gavin of Barbie's dreams. Barbie was cooking supper although it was 2 in the afternoon. It was surprising how Gavin got done with work this early for Barbie's sake.
"Look what I got!" He jammed the fake gold miniature trophie award at her face. She reads "number #1 employee" and lights up. She knew her Gavin could always win this award. Then comes out a girly squeal as she makes the biggest and greatest leap into his powerful manly embrace. Time there together tells that they would begin reminiscing their marvelous adventures. Skipper wandering over to the kitchen secreted herself behind the wall in order to overhear the conversation.
"I'm surprised we weren't attacked by a wild tribe or something," Gavin chuckled as Barbie muffled her laughter with her hand self-consciously.
"Me too," a blushing Barbie eased into considering.
At the ideal time, Skipper acquainted them to her concern, "Hey, guys! I need my package," she swallowed heavily, "but I promised to meet with my friend." The dumbfounded couple speculated on why she hadn't undertook this task on her own.
Barbie began, "But, you have been home all of today, have you?"
Skipper complicated the situation, "Yeah, but I was taken by a surprise as I saw an email yesterday that the package wouldn't be coming today." She continued on, "What if someone takes away my One Direction Deluxe album box for fans?! It wasn't worth pennies, Barbie!" On that note, she troubled the two lovers that the package could be thieved. As well, she challenged their love, "If you two love each other, then some quality spend time together retrieving the package." In response they bowed to her demands in harmony, they went to retrieve the package.
Both advanced on the pathway to the post office while the birds squawked in their way. It reminded them of how they neglected their title as the "undone and complete couple," who say no names ongoingly cherish each other unconditionally. Barbie buoyantly skipped up to the place finishing their miniature expedition. Gavin gave a reassuring nod to permit her to leave without him. Attentive to this silent gesture, she delightedly looked ahead of her. This place's enchanting batches of carnations and roses allured him for the time being. What motivated her in her pursuit to conquer the line was alleviating her younger sister's feeling of utter dread and being with Gavin once more. Life continued at a slow constant pace like this for if not an eternity in Barbie's usually fast life. A millennial clutching onto her shoulder blowed open the slow cycle. The explosion of the ruptured pieces impaled Barbie's feet. The prolonging sear of pain contorted her face.
"Barbie! Is that you?" Awed the tree of a man in the drafting wind. Struck by this man's comfort in this situation, she searched for the right time to brush off his touch.
"Um, yes...?" her eyes were the spinning wheels on a speeding sports-car, "Why are you so excited to see me?" The putridness balancing out her tone looked down on him from a New York skyscraper.
He couldn't help himself to pace back and fourth around the place. He already have been caught in an unsettling breeze, "I don't get it! I don't get it! You have been dead these past 18 years!"
Those mannerisms of Barbie, pointing her finger and losing her balance, formed a red sign, "Wait! How do you think you are to grab me in public then explain with this crazy shenanigans?! What is wrong with you?" His strained self retreated some steps.
"I guess you would not like to continue our last relationship even though that I have grown into one of the youngest billionaires in the world at the age of 36," he spoke dumbfounded. Those last words of hers had devastated him. She believed she could have done anything, and it would have made him leave this establishment.
Since she hadn't muttered a word about this creep to Gavin and collected the package in waiting, carefree describes her marvelously. They would saunter home together. Her foot hooked on a brown banana peel laying on the sidewalk. A concussion overcame her willpower to stay there love by him. It ushered Gavin to hoist her onto his shoulder for the moment being. He knew he was a target for a distant sniper because of the bullet hole in his extra extra extra extra large baggy shirt.
The failure of catching the criminal do this on sight caused even more vexation. Gavin whilst scampering towards alleyways and streets was not harmed for this must have been a sniper paid on fiverr. The bullets kept missing him and he had no choice, but to enter this abandoned subway. Bounding down the stairs, he pressed his forehead against the locked door, shooting a look terror at the staircase he had swept past. He rushed to gauge what his surroundings contained. His last place to look was the seats and presto underneath there is a matching key to the locked door. His sneakers slipped on the filth covering the floor as he flew into the unlocked men's bathroom. Say whatever you want, but he chose the end stall's toilet seat to bury his existence.
In minutes, bangs on each door leading to Gavin's incited teeth clutching from Gavin, but the sniper quit the banging a stall second to Gavin's. There would follow sounds of power drills on the front door. Gavin at lose of words because of his sheer terror of what this maniacal man could wish to achieve. He blocked out the noise, but found a glory hole on a wall the where the toilet was installed. It looked to be bare and open space that wasn't fully sealed, so how could it be a glory hole, but he heard a faint breath behind it and jumped off the toilet seat. The killer couldn't hear this blocked out shriek of panic because of the power tools.
Her Gavin's majestic mustache demarcated her Gavin from this Gavin she is discerning in a remote woodland area. The two never traversed a remote woodland area. Life in the suburbs was not life in the suburbs and the woods. The two never broke the twigs beneath them in a great game of scurrying in the center of the green labyrinth. The two never had fallen asleep together in the sky into broken into bits of intoxicating and golden fireworks. She ran circles making an unfamiliar home dizzy in the name of fun. The ebullience ebbed away slowly by a table's sharp ledge scratching her itty bitty nose. The daydream consisted of an unthinkable and glorious period of euphoria.
Gavin sent various messages to Barbie begging her to understand the urgency of the situation. The killer appears to have gone missing in the ruckus; however, the killer replaced the lock on the door. He felt he would be left to rot in an abandoned bathroom. She searched everywhere upon his messages to locate an abandoned subway. There was no luck for the next few hours even it's Gavin's guidance. At dawn, she heard the life of the buzzing drills at a supposed subway station transformed into an astir construction site. It had only been a couple of hours. Her timing managed to make her present to be a spectator of Gavin's release. He came bolting at her nonstop, and she was propelled backwards a couple yards refuging herself in the crook of his neck.
"I guess by the time I called you, the subway gets renovated. Ha, aha!" Gavin chuckles in utter conflict with oneself after all those messages.
Barbie stared at the Construction site, "Such weird timing, huh?"
Gavin nodded, "Anywho, I heard a voice in the bathroom I was in. It was a ghost." She gave him a look of no shit because what else could that voice have been. Who else would willingly be lurking in a closed-off space in a smelly bathroom? He yanked her arm when they stood before the bathroom stalls. Two voices called for their service through admitting they admired them and felt they were the chosen ones, the light in this life, to guide them to the love of their life. They assisted the two ghosts in confronting each other's souls and problems and happiness. The two invisible ghosts somewhere in the cosmos, for the two couldn't see them, but catch ear or their footsteps alerting them of their movements.
The ghosts, who blushed looking away from each other, was a girl ghost and the other was a boy ghost, so they are meant to be loving in harmony under a magical grandmother willow tree with singing and dancing fishies. The boy ghost pulled his face away from the girl ghost's face every time too close, but when Gavin, who can't see any of this happening, questioned, "what is happening," he felt the motivation to go in for a hug. With this momentum, he ordered her to follow him to the legendary Sakura Cherry blossom tree on a barren hill in the center of the local park.
A rumor is that if a couple is below a Sakura tree kissing, they will be ensured a healthy and happy year. In this instance, they planned on being ensured a healthy and happy marriage because they wanted to get married after kissing under the tree, not a day later. Gavin and Barbie drifted to dreamland on that barren hill for neither had gotten an ounce of sleep that morning while the two ghosts kissed for the first time ever. Very importantly, the girl ghost did a leg pop like in the movies.
On their way back home to Barbie's to prepare for the wedding, Barbie kept thinking about that blast from the past when knocked out. If Barbie regained more of her memories, she could amass even more love for Gavin. She saw a letter from the billionaire and thought it was weird to send letters instead of messaging. He casually made her aware of how the attempt to kill them earlier on in the day was miscommunication amongst his team, but she felt no grudge against him by knowledge of this divulgence. She earnestly put her hope in her letter to him to tell her more about him and her. That letter remained bounded by the rectangular mailbox awaiting the postman while she depended on all her girlfriends to obtain the decorations.
After minor complications and an eventual accomplishment, she checked the mailbox to behold that her letter was replaced by a new letter from the billionaire. He reveals a dark secret and his emotional scars. He met her through being a best friend of Skipper but also the ex of hers until Barbie stepped up to the plate. He she wonders why they aren't together. He says she ran away at the alter a couple times too because she was ashamed of herself for marrying a poor guy. Her parents pressured her a lot too and refused to attend the wedding and sneered in his direction. Initially, it blew her away into surprising him with another reply. She tackles the issue of her amnesia in this reply.
Gavin professed that his parents were given no revelations that a wedding celebration would be taking place in the not so distant future. He permitted Barbie and her girlfriends to take care of the wedding details. Upon finishing, it laid bare to Barbie that she was in no outfit fit for a wedding, so she has to go back home. Oh, no, she may not arrive to the wedding on time. While at the front of the home, she checked the mailbox. She gasped at that the fact that another response from the billionaire was there. It read that it is unknown why she had amnesia, but she could always stick with him again back at the hometown, where they first met. He was hoping to renew the spark between them, so he started to converse on the letter. She sighed writing an individual response to every one of these questions, which furthered her curiosity she had of thus mysterious figure. To her dismay, this unveiled exactly what she didn't desire. She didn't want to become close with him for he could replace Gavin, but what other option could she come across that would unearth this unknown.
The wedding was a wedding. Barbie and Gavin relished the celebration as much as the fellow guests. As the newly-wed couple left to walk across a street to get into a limbo, an assassin comes speeding in a car and hits the two ghosts. Mission complete. Everyone shuddered. Why would someone do this? The bad taste felt in the flavor receptors of their tongues repelled them from this place in an instant.
Barbie and Gavin had a sleepover. She still planned on facing her enemy, her past, herself. Thus, she felt the devotion to tiptoeing out to the mailbox periodically, and replying, while checking her back, once more to his probing questions. When she was in his arms that night falling sleep with him, nothing felt better, so she was going to end this little pen pals situation with the billionaire.
She dashed out of her house at 5 that morning to write a letter suggesting a confrontation with him. At long last, she plopped it in the mailbox to meet him tomorrow. Her throat created multiple drawn-out sighs as she ran up the stairs to her bedroom. Then before she got in the sheets she saw a paper airplane flying through her window and onto the surface of the pink bedcovers. It read, "meet me at post office if you dare." She was able to stomach the meaning of this message. Consequently, she took care to swiftly prepare her emotions and allowed one more look at the man she left before maybe never coming returning. Whimpering she managed these words, "Bye, my love. I have to face this on my own."
With a mannequin of a human, with a photo of Gavin's face on it, she runs up to the postal office then slips on a banana peel in her pathway and revealed her location accidentally. When she lifts herself off the cement, a gun is at her forehead. It was the billionaire smirking at her in a floor length black coat, black sunglasses, black fedora, black everything, and black hair. He pulls out a machete and executes the mannequin before her. A single tear is shed while she pants breath at the headless mannequin.
"Why are you so cruel?!" She cries out kneeling on the floor kissing life into the mannequin's neck.
Her uttering this, he snaps, "Now leave! Don't ever think you can come back!" Barbie runs as if her life depends on it. She plans on never coming back. Faraway, his voice faded into something like, "-but don't think you and your little boyfriend are safe. Nobody rejects me."
She picks Gavin because no one will take her away from him. No their love grows stronger because of this force of evil coming between them. Gavin greeted her when she came back to bed. He guessed duty calls, which was him not expecting what truly happened. In shock when she had explained the event in great descriptive detail, he was so on edge that he covered himself with camouflage blanket to camouflage on the road and sidewalk and wherever whenever he heard an upsetting noise.
That weird flashback that went down surfaced in her mind. She tugged the blanket while he was trying to go back to bed, concerning him with this that, "I had this dream when I was unconscious during the time you were being shot at. It was where we were together as children. Do you remember anything like that happening?"
"Go to bed," he murmured, immediately falling into a deep sleep.
Upon waking up that morning, she told him about the dream she just had, "I had an alarming dream last night where my younger siblings were supporting a relationship I had with that weird guy at the postal office, but on a better note, we were together again. It was a younger telling me you weren't good enough for me."
Gavin shrugged, "I don't know if that really how I felt as a kid, but some dreams of yours probably just trying to make you think we were together when we never were. It happens more frequently than you think with people having a dream that they think happened as a kid."
Again something happens at Barbie's. Guns are shot at the home the next night he stays. He makes it to his home unscathed when he escaped the open fire. She remained to call authorities of someone terrorizing her, but when they arrive, all the bullet holes in the wall dissipated into thin air.
From then on, Barbie began jumping into nearby bushes whenever she hears a threatening sound. You see... she always was said to have an iron skull ever since she defeated an entire army with a toothpick, they say, but she doesn't have that will in her anymore. She stopped a moving car at 100 miles an hour from killing him with her bare hands on Tuesday Gavin claims, must have been an assassin, but that is a lifetime from the feats they hear in the rumors. Therefore, it devastes Barbie that anybody can't let alone believe this small feat. It hurts that being in love meant losing the guts she had and her previous obtained strength.