28 - Coyy

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It was after school, Carre and I were curled up, my arms wrapped her waist and pulled me protectively, on the couch watching Casablanca when my Grand-mere came in. "Hey guys, how's the movie?" she asked when she came in. I smiled back at Grand-mere. "Hey, Coyy can I talk to you in the kitchen, please," Grand-mere said giving me eyes. Carre sits up, I slide under her and brush my lips over hers. "I'll be right back, okay?" She bites her lip and nods, "You'll still be here right?" I ask her, "I'll be right here on this couch...finishing the movie without you." She said frowning. I walk out of the room towards the kitchen.

"Yes?" I ask my Grand-mere. She sighed and started talking, "Don't get me wrong Coyy, I love having Carre here, she's amazing but I can't...I can't see you hurt again. I won't do it, you guys seem happy right now, but what about in a little while, what happens to her...she meets someone else? Coyy I love having her here but I can't stand to see you hurt again. I just won't!" She places a hand on my shoulder, I sigh. "Grand-mere, I love you to death but I also love Carre. Life would be a pain without her. Grand-mere, I can't live without her." I said stalking out of the room. I go over to Carre and slide back under her on the couch. She curls up on my lap. I smile down at her, and my arms go back around her.

We finished a series of movies after Casablanca, Cat People, The Artist, Frankenstein, The Bride of Frankenstein, The Woman, and Citizen Kane. My favorite was Casablanca, I don't know why I liked it so much but it was so serious it sent a chill up your spine. I loved being curled up on the couch, and watching a series of movies. It's so peaceful and calming.

"Do you want anything?" I whispered. She shook her head, I leaned down to kiss her, she smiled. She gets up and heads to the kitchen with me. She hops up on the counter. I get out the peanut butter, jelly, bread, and a knife. I go buy her and start making a PB&J sandwich, she grabs the knife and sticks in the peanut butter. I thought she was going to help me, but when she grabs she takes it out she wipes the knife, filled with peanut butter, on my nose and smiles. My thoughts quickly changed.

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