"Happy 8 months baby" he said attacking me with kisses just as I had become conscious. "you too" I laughed pecking his lips quickly. "Let's go out to breakfast." He smiled inches from my face. "sounds good" I agreed. His soft palm met my unwashed face and he bent down. I could taste the passion in the kiss. "babe I have gross morning breath" I told him separating us. "mines pretty bad" he chuckled sitting up. Rick disappeared into the bathroom and I fell back into the plush pillows.

I kept my eyes closed, the light giving my head a throbbing sensation. The bottle of Ibuprofen was pulled from the side table and I swallowed down 4 of the small red tablets. I herd the click of the door lock opening and quickly threw the bottle back in the drawer, closing it immediately.

He leaned over and gently placed his lips on mine. "Better?" He laughed laying beside me. "I just need a shower now." I stated quickly walking to the bathroom. The hot steamy water began to pour down from the shower head and the room quickly became foggy. I stripped down and stepped in, the water beading off of my skin. The clear water ran through my ghostly white and black hair.

I felt replenished enough to make it through the day and stepped out wrapping myself in a darker blue towel.
As soon as I stepped into the room I was tackled to the memory foam mattress. "you're so fucking adorable" he stated arms wrapped around me. "Ricky I'm nauseous." I told him. "shit, I'm sorry. Are you sick?" He asked. "no, I'm just not feeling well." I explained. "Oh, um okay" he sounded suspicious.

I grabbed a long sleeved skeletal crop top and high waisted black ruffled skirt and stockings. "hey would I look okay with tattoos?" He soon reached his arms around me rubbing my stomach. "depends where?" He questioned kissing down my neck. "right thigh?" "Yeah, you would look adorable." he left a kiss on my cheek before walking away.

"Wait are we going anywhere?" I asked "yeah, black craft cult wear house, and then a few surprises." He smiled. I slipped my smaller feet into my newer pair of Demonias and grabbed the small shoulder bag. The door closed behind me and the bright sun blinded me once again.

"I think your sunglasses are in the car" he spoke opening the car door. I sat in the warm seat and placed the plastic lenses on my face. "Ihop sound okay to you?" He asked. I nodded plugging my phone into the auxiliary cord. The speakers suddenly filled the car with the light singings of Robert Smith. He reached over holding my hand as he drove.

The short drive felt like hours so I was extremely pleased when the car rolled to a stop. I got out walking towards the doors as Rick quickly caught up with me. Rather than wait for a hostess I took a seat at an empty table. "did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me?" He asked as soon as he took the seat in front of me.

"No, I'm sorry I'm just really hungry, I didn't sleep well, and I have a headache." I told him resting my head on the table. "I herd you throwing up in the middle of the night, are you okay?" He gently rubbed my hand. "Yeah, just sick." I lied my voice dropping slightly.

"Hi, we have a lovely selection of pancakes and breakfast foods today. " she placed the menus in front of us. "What would you like to drink?" She asked. "probably both coffee." Rick spoke patting my head. "mhm" I moaned before she disappeared. "we can just get it to go if you want" he offered. "I'm fine, sorry. You're trying hard to make this a special day and I'm ruining it." I admitted sitting up. "Babe your fine, I understand you don't feel well. But that's making me determined to make the day even better." He left a soft kiss on my hand.

A small glass cup was sat infringement of me and him. "are you ready to order yet?" The same dull woman said. "strawberry banana sounds good to me" he handed her the menu. I folded mine up and placed it in her hand. "chocolate chip with chocolate syrup." She repeated the order before heading off.
I looked back to him and he remained gazing. "Ricky." I blushed. "I'm sorry, just, reminding me of the short months of spent with you and why you're the reason I believe in love again. I seriously can't explain in words how I feel when I'm with you. But the loneliness when you're away, is unbearable" I shut him up with an unexpected kiss.

I can't help but feel like shit when, he tells me stuff like this because I couldn't quit. He broke apart from me, "I love you baby." he smiled holding my hands in his. The slight glimmer threw me off, "I love you too Rick." I said looking down and the plastic table. "are you sure you're okay, we can postpone everything until you feel better." He looked at me with concerned eyes.
"I'm fine, I'll probably feel better in a bit." I told him.
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"Since it's a special occasion" Rick smiled refilling my glass for the fourth time. "Well I think it's about time, I've been waiting a while to give this to you." Rick walked over next to me and held his hand out. I took it standing up. The door slid open and the cooler breeze hit me.

"I know eight months isn't that long. And in these eight months we've been through a lot. My stupid jealously almost pushed you away, but I'm happy it didn't. I'm happy you put up with me, because I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. It's hard for me to leave you constantly ,but as long as I know I'll come back to you i can bear the wait. But I don't want you to be swept off your feet by someone better. It's not a proposal, but it's the closest I can do to make you mine." He pulled out a small box revealing a twisted black and silver ring, studded with small clear crystals.

"Baby don't cry, please." he cleared my tear stained cheeks with his hand. "if it's too much or too fast I understand." his voice sounded uneasy. "I don't deserve you, or the ring, or all that you do for me." my legs gave in and he held me up setting me in the balcony's wooden railing. "you deserve more than I could ever give you. And the day you realize that, is probably the day I'll lose you. This is just one way I'm trying keep you mine." He slid the ring on my finger and held my cheek with his hand. "I love you." he whispers before bushing his lips against mine.

"I love you so much, but do me a favor baby don't reply. Cause I can dish it out but I can't take it." I said softly breaking the kiss. "Come on, No more tears." he wiped my face one last time before picking me up. "To the bed we go" he yelled running through the halls as I laughed.