what should I do?

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I can't tell her.

I have to tell her.

for fucks sake Holland you're supposed to be moving to New York with her tomorrow.

tell her when she gets home.

how do I tell her that in two months I will be here, teaching.

You're the Chair.... something you have always dreamed of being.

It's June now, August is when it all changes.

Maybe I could just stay with her for two months, and then tell her.

you can't do that. 

you just need to tell her. 

I couldn't stop my mind from spiralling. 

what had I just done? 

Had I given everything away for Sarah? 

was I finally taking my life back? 

or was I being selfish?

over think was all I could do. breathing didn't even seem important. 

"oh fuck!", I heard from out side the door. 

I climbed out of Sarahs bed, throwing on a robe before walking out to see a very drunk Sarah trying to stand up. 

"let me help you honey", I laughed pulling her alcohol induced body into my arms 

"that was such a fun party", she slurred 

"oh I can only imagine", I smirked taking her into the bedroom 

"you're so sexy", she mumbled, while I tried to undress her and get her into bed

"okay princess let's get you into bed", I dragged her body across the room 

"I love you", she mumbled pulling at my robe

"I love you too, now I think you should get some sleep", I lay her down 

"I'm hungry"

"I don't think that you should be eating any food", I pulled the covers up

"I want to eat you", she lazing growled as I lay down 

"okay honey, sleep time", I let her rest on my chest

"I love your boobs", she breathed kissing the side of my breast

"come on", I pulled her mouth off of my nipple, turning her so that I could hold her from behind 

"holland?"

"yes sweetheart?", I smiled against her shoulder 

"I can't wait to move to New York with you tomorrow"

"yeah me neither", I lied

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"look who finally woke up", I smirked sitting beside her 

"I don't fell to well", she groaned 

"no I wouldn't think so, here take these", I smiled handing her some pills and a glass of water

"thank you", she sat up "so what time is it anyway?"

"12"

"fuck, I'm sorry", she sighed 

"don't worry about darling, I'm glad you had a good time last night", I caressed her cheek 

"I really did", she giggled 

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