a/n Don't judge me for the song above it's the number 1 song this week soooooo

I'M SHOCKED I'VE MADE IT THIS FAR. 61 PARTS?! DAMN.

i've pOURED OUT MY BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS INTO THIS, PLEASE COMMENT, SHARE VOTE AND TRY NOT TO LOSE YOUR MIND OVER THIS.

ANYWAYS HERE YOU GO!!!

 ~eight months later~

"Are you ready ?" I'm asked by the priest.

I cling to the vase holding his ashes.

A tear falls down my cheek and a pang of pain shoots through my heart. I haven't felt this much pain since the incident.

I sob and look at him, "No, I'm not."

I turn around to walk back into the mansion, nearly tripping over my dress.

It's way too long for this event.

"Angel wait." I'm turned around by my shoulders to face him.

His gorgeous green orbs peer deeply into mine.

"What's wrong?"He asks me.

I bite my lip fighting back a sob, "I want to keep him a little longer. He doesn't deserve to be scattered here." I say gesturing to our luscious backyard.

He rolls his gorgeous eyes and runs his fingers through his golden locks.

"It's the best we can do." He says trying to reason with me.

But nothing can justify the fact that he tried to kill him and me.

"Ryan, can't we just scatter his ashes in the toilet?"

He throws his head back and laughs a bit.

The laughter dies down after while, "Why would we do that?"

"Well, he tried to kill you."

He sighs and hugs me.

I sob into his chest and feel his heart beating.

"It's just that he made me feel so much pain and ...we... had..... to ....get ....you...... a.... heart transplant."

I sobbed in between like a toddler.

"He ...he never cared about me."I say looking up at him blinking away the tears.

"I know. And I'm sorry. But I'm okay now. I'm right here."He coos lovingly.

"But will you do this one thing for me?"I ask pouting.

"Anything."He answers.

"Let's go flush him down the toilet."I say almost bouncing.

He smiles flashing me that billion dollar smile.

"Sure."

I peck him on the lips and grab his hand as we walk in the direction of the bathroom.

You're probably wondering what exactly transpired.

Well Ryan did die.

In fact he was dead for five minutes until he came back miraculously.

We were in an ambulance at the time and Alejandro was beaten to death by Zac.

I took the gun he used to shoot Ryan and shot him in the head.

Long story short, we got a new heart and because of our deadly status it wasn't even hard.

Being billionaires isn't all that bad at all.

So Ryan was in the I.C.U for a month before he came to and it was the best moment of my life.

So blah blah blah, we cremated Alejandro and I've been keeping him for a while.

So now Ryebear's helping me scatter the ashes.

We walk into the bathroom and I let go of Ryan's hand.

"You wanna sing a song first?"He asks.

I consider the question.

You know what?

 Yes!

"Twinkle twinkle little star."

Ryan laughs cutting me off,"Really."

"Yes."I say smiling, unscrewing the lid and tipping out the ashes.

So I continue," I wanna hit you with my car. Throw you off a tree so high. Hope you break your neck and die-"

Ryan annoyingly disturbs me with his laughter. "Where'd you learn this song?"He asks.

Confused I ask, "What do you mean? From Pre-school."

He looks at me weird and I look at him with the same look.

"You learnt this in pre-school?"

I shrug and continue my song.

"Twinkle twinkle little rat. I wish I'd hit you with a bat."

All the ashes swirl around in the toilet bowl and I push the toilet handle and watch them journey on to the sewers.

I sigh satisfied with myself.

Ryan slings and arm around my shoulder.

"Well. That was the weirdest funeral I've ever been to."

I punch him in the gut and he groans in pain.

"Okay the best?"

"The most beautiful."

He wraps places his hands around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck staring deep into his eyes.

"I love you Mrs Douche."He says.

My heart skips a beat as he say this.

"Wait a minute?You know about Mr Douche?!"

"Obviously, you've called me that behind my back so many times."He says casually.

"You called me Mrs Douche?"I say pouting.

"It's mandatory that you take your husband's name in marriage."

Right we got remarried last week.

Eh, it was normal.

We just signed the papers again.

"I hate you."I say casually.

"I don't. I love you."He says.

"I love you."I return with all my heart.

We share along and passionate kiss.

A/N HOW'D YOU LIKE MY STORY? PLEASE LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS AND VOTES. OH AND HAVE A GREAT DAY. I'M SURPRISED YOU'RE READING THIS. I AM A REALLY MESSED UP PERSON....AM I STILL TYPING THIS? FUDGE...