LOCKWOOD

We went through ups and downs like every couple does, but this particular fight scared me the most. I lost it on Lucy cause she tried to communicate with another ghost. I didn't mean to, it's just my worry tends to turn to rage. I find in hard to show that one emotion. I said some nasty things and I can't tell you how bad my heart felt when I saw her eyes. They looked broken, and I made then that way. She had turned and ran to her room.

That night I slept alone.

She didn't talk and breakfast, or lunch, or while practicing, or at dinner. She said not a word. She hung in the background and I tried not to look at her. I knew she was mad at me, I knew I should keep my distance but it tore me up inside. So after dinner I tried to tell her that I was sorry, but didn't get her name out fully before she stormed off. This continued for three days.

I tried to apologize so many times. On the night of the third day I had enough. I when to her room where so sat sketching in her bed. She looked up then looked back down setting the pad aside. I shut the door behind me.

"I know what you said was true, just hearing it come from you made it worse." Her voice betrayed her and I could tell she was about to cry.

"None of what I said was true Luce, I'm so sorry." I sat next to her, but not close enough that we were touching. "I miss you." I whispered. 

"Can this thing even work?" She asked. My heart jumped from my chest, she didn't just say that.

"Lucy please don't say that. Im so sorry Lucy. Please forgive me. I love you." Silence. She didn't reply like she always did. "Lucy, I love you." I tried again. Silence. I burst out crying, gripping her shoulders painfully tight. She was startled and I could see fear in her eyes. I forced her to look me in the eye.

"Don't say this is over! I love you to much to lose you! I need you Lucy! You're my rock, my everything!" I started crying so hard that I couldn't speak. I put my head on the shoulder. "Don't leave me." I gasped.

Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer. She was crying too. "Oh you silly goose, of course I love you. I will never stop loving you. Im sorry."

We fell asleep in a pile of limbs on her bed.

Things went back to normal after that, well not entirely normal. I found myself clinging to Lucy more. I was so worried about losing her, I could think straight. I went out and bought her roses one night and we had a movie/ cuddle night another. She didn't seem to mind.

Then work took over and we had a case nearly every night. It was so tiring but the best feeling in the world was collapsing in my bed with Lucy. This overhaul of work went on for months. Then one night, it was me, Lucy and George sitting in the living room. The fire was going and it was nice and cozy on this cold winter night. I stood up and turned around. Lucy looked up from her book, realizing that her pillow had moved. I smiled shyly at her, then proceeded to get down on one knee. George peeked over his book. Lucy raised an eyebrow.

"You know im no good at speeches or basically everything that revolves around it so I decided to keep this short and cliché," I pulled out a little velvet box "Lucy Carlyle. Will you marry me?" I asked opening the box. Two booked dropped to the floor. Four eyes stared at Lucy. Three people held their breaths. One person said yes. Then of course I blacked out.