I opened my eyes, and I feel my right hand can't move, "Hey, are you okay?" I want to rub my eyes, "you want to rub your eyes?" I feel Rose's finger rubs my eyes. I blink several times as she rubs my face. "I take you home. I don't want..." I hugged her.
"Don't remember what happened to that night. I'm here," I heard her sobbing, "you should sleep." She shook her head. "I'm scared," she hugs me tight, "your blood," I rub her back. "Doctor said I would be fine, right?" She nods. "But, I'm not sure!" I rub her hair. She's worried, "I'm here," she hugs me, "have you eaten yet?" She looks at me, "I ate your noodle cup," my babies.
"I want to go to the bathroom," I saw her forehead, "your forehead, is that okay?" She nods, "but you got worse," I'm scratching my cheek, "your forehead and your hand were bleeding, your ribs broke, and your shoulders too." I nodded. "I need to go to the bathroom. She helps me to sits.
"You haven't changed your clothes?" I looked at her, "you strong," I looked at her confusedly, "the doctor said you would wake up in 4 days, but you wake up at 4 AM," I sighed. "I'm a werewolf," she looks at me.
"Let's we eating, okay." I feel the pain, "you okay!?" I nodded, "I need to go to the bathroom," she nods. "You should sleep, Rose," she hugs me, "don't leave," I nodded. "I'm here." I'm walking to the bathroom.
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She sleeps at my hug, and I can't move. Rose will wake up. She won't let other people touch me because she was scared. "I can't sleep," I took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?" She wears my coat, "I'm scared," I hugged her, "you badly injured," I hummed. "you want me to drive you to your mom's house?" She nods. "Let's go," I piggyback her. "It's 7 AM. You have a meeting." I nodded, "Hey, I want to kidnap you," I sit her back on the couch.
"Where?" I looked at her, "jungle, no phone, no human, only you, nature, and me. We should buy some food," she nods. "You can drive?" She looks at my left hand. "I can," she looks at me, "are you sure?" I nodded.
"Let's take a bath, attending the meeting, go shopping, and go date. It's Saturday night," Rose looks at me, "you need something to know. I never leave you," I kissed her wound. "Don't be scared," I hold her hand tight. "What are you scared of?" She looks at me, "you, that was the first time for me to..." she sighs, "saw you snap. I'm scared you will be prisoned, not Sam." I nodded.
"That's why I went to the asylum. I cut off the communications until I can control myself," Rose looks at me, "and this," I took a deep breath, "I sober because of you, for less than a month, you keep me." I rub her hand, "I wanted to marry you, not because of Eva, Jane, or Sam. But, I want to protect you and your family," she looks at me in the eye.
"You know what, I'm a bad liar, after all." I sighed. I heard she was laughs, "Hey, why were you laughing?" She wipes her tears, "I don't know," I wipe her tears with my thumb, "thank you," I looked at her.
"For?" She holds my hand, "everything," she hugs me tightly, "let's go," she hums, "don't need to rush," I chuckle. "Okay, don't need to rush," she looks at me, "midnight driving, please. I need it," I nodded. "Okay, midnight driving," I piggyback her.
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Press conference about 'that accident' makes me sick, and gladly it does not affect my damn stock. I should care about what I'm about to say. "You ready? Because I want to announce us," she nods, "you ready?" She looks at me, "I..." she took a deep breath and hugs my left arm.
"You ready?" I looked at her, "am I look nervous?" She chuckles, "you are," I sigh, "do you remember when I said, I want to buy a watch for us?" She nods. "I remembered," I took a deep breath and took off my sunglasses, "lets we shopping, for you need, and buy some rings for our wedding, and..." I show her the invitations.
"We went to America to honeymoon," she looks at me, "don't say..." I nodded, "she gave me yesterday because it's revenge," she looks at me confusedly, "I regret to kick her..." I shook my head, "no, It's because I'm not coming to her wedding," She sighed in relief.
"Did you kicked her..." she pull my tie, "what? I can't hear you!?" Yeah, whatever. I take a deep breath because we are already inside. I'm wearing a tie, a white shirt, and cream trousers, and my sneakers. Adidas Neo-Classic, I honestly like that shoe. I'm clearing my throat and wearing my sunglasses. "It's too bright," I'm clearing my throat.
"You want clarification about 'that incident,' right?" I took a glance at Rose, who was sitting next to me. "It's happened when we were want to the motel for taking lunch. Sam, suddenly pointing a gun at me." I play the video, "so everything recorded here." we stand up, and she holds my left hand, "Rose and I were engaged, and I wanted all of you to know, I love her," I let them take a picture of us.
I put the mic on the table and left the room, "you hungry?" She nods, "what about we eating at Kenzie's ex-wife?" I nodded. "You want to talk to her?" She nods. "Yeah, it seems she needs our help," I nodded. "Let's go! I'm starving," she looks at me.
"You look like a Free Guy," I'm laughing, "let's watch it, but honestly, I'm waiting for Deadpool 3." She looks at me, "why?" I put my hand into my pocket, "I like him, he is not a serious person like Captain America was, but he is hilarious to watch." She nods. "And also I'm curious with Doolpinder's story, I took a pity on him because... he loses his brother, Bandu" She looks at me.
"What you wanted trying to say is, Doolpinder accidentally killed Bandu?" I nodded. "On Deadpool one, when Vanessa is still alive," I looked at her. "I'm like Deadpool, Rose. I love one person in my life, and I don't want to lose it because..." I took a deep breath.
"I love that person," I looked at her eyes, "same as Marvel's heroine, Peter Parker on The Amazing Spider-Man 2, he loses Gwen when she falls from the clock tower." She looks at me, "If your mom says, 'don't put her in danger,' I mean it because I love you," she hugs me. Captain America loses a lot of years to dating Paige. In the End Game, the last segment, he never returned because he stays as 'Captain America' in the past. A lot of love romantic love stories in the world, even in movies.
"Let me love you," she nods. "I let you love me," I kissed her forehead. "Let's go! We should get going because the paparazzi found us." We run as I hold her tight because a lot of reporters try to get our picture.
TBC