If You Cant Take The Heat

Hacee's POV

I stormed into. . .it's room, Destiny and Will right in front of me.

Will was sort of cowering behind Destiny, like when a really shy little kid is forced to meet another kid.

Yeah, bad analogy.

So sue me.

ANYWAYS!

Chloe sat on her bed, knees pulled up to her chest, arms crossed, glaring at me.

I stuck my tongue out at her.

And, she did what I did not think an eight-year-old kid would do. . .

She flipped me off.

William glanced back at me, obviously trying not to laugh.

I kicked him in the back of the knee, causing him to fall over.

He pulled Destiny with him, because he wouldn't let go of her hand, but I caught her.

Her shoulder made a cracking noise.

"GAH!" Destiny screeched, sitting down on the floor. Chloe just laughed.

"Chloe," Destiny started, "This is Will, my. . ."

She mumbled something in the direction of her shoes.

"Your. . .?" Chloe asked, raising her eyebrows.

Destiny looked up at Will and smiled, turning back to Chloe. "Fiance."

"WHAT!?" I yelled. "OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYFREAKINGGOSH!"

William just grinned widely and stupidly and crushed Destiny in a hug before smashing her lips against his.

"You mean it?" he asked, still holding her tightly.

She nodded her head, and he pulled a little box out of his back pocket. He tugged the ring out and slipped it onto her finger.

"Alrighty then," Chloe said, dropping her legs into the butterfly position and placing her hands and head on her feet.

I looked at Destiny and Will, and then at Chloe, and then left the room.

I needed to find something to do with my life, now.

I immediately called Tyler.

He answered the phone.

"Hey, sexy!" He exclaimed. "You still mad at me?"

I took a deep breath before saying the irrevocable.