In the moment...

*Fast forward about 3 years*

"What are we going to have for dinner?" I asked Jake. He didn't answer. He was staring at a piece of paper. "Jake, what is that..." I asked. 

"It's the newspaper. Its about you." Jake stuttered. As Jake handed me the newspaper, I read the Headlines in big bold wording. Girl went missing three years ago, will be declared legally dead December 17. "HOW COULD THIS BE HAPPENING? IM GOING TO BE DECLARED DEAD?" I screamed. Jake walked over to me and hugged me. "My family probably know that I'm alive. They hate me. They want me dead. They fantasize about my death. And to make their fantasy real, they will declare me legally dead in a week," I cried into Jake's shoulder. 

"Shhh shhh shhh... You have me and thats all that matters. Screw them. They don't deserve you." Jake comforted me. I climbed into bed and tried to relax. As i calmed down, my stomach started to ache like hell. 

"Babe, I think im sick. Can you feel my forehead?" I asked Jake, my throat dry and scratchy. 

"Yeah, your forehead is burning. Let me get the thermometer." Jake left the room. About 3 minutes later, he returned. "100. You're barely sick. I'm gonna get the medicine. You being sick can't ruin my surprise for today."

"What's the occasion?" I asked as I sat up. 

"Today, three years ago, we ran away from the hell of our lives." Jake celebrated, doing a pathetic little dance. I gulped down the pill and laid back down. Jake climbed into bed with me and we laid there together. We fell asleep and woke up around 7. "Looks like its about time to propose my surprise." Jake whispered. I got up and decided to change into my pajamas. Me and Jake got used to my wearing my mothers pajamas. I walked back into the room, already changed, to find Jake standing their with a smile on his face. "Babe, tonight I want to go all the way," Jake serenaded. He made his way over to me and pulled my body close to his. We made our way over to the bed and began to kiss. This is going to be perfect... and nothing can ruin it...

*The next morning*

"Last night was amazing" I yawned, as i just woke up. 

"Yeah it was," Jake celebrated, agreeing with me. Jake brought me breakfast in bed. It was two pancakes with sausage, bacon, and orange juice. 

"You're too good to me," I whispered, "I love you,"

"I love you too," Jake replied, smiling.