Ch 45: Fucking Crazy.

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Stephen's POV.
( 2 mouths later)

Everything has gotten a little better. I've been going to her grave every other day or when I'm free.

Elijah is doing better and is doing good with homeschooling. Dante is...alright, he's still upset about it but he's pushing through.

Mason found him a real girlfriend that he likes and we all love her like family. Mom and dad are still being mom and dad. Everything is going ok.

I'm in my office and I grab a pen and paper and started writing like I always do.

"Happy birthday pretty girl, you're finally 23 baby. That's what you wanted, but it's crazy you can't feel the feeling of being 23. I just wanted to give you an update on life. Well we decided to give you a birthday party to celebrate you being 23 now. Elijah is doing good in homeschooling. He thought it was gonna be hard but he got the hang of it. Dante came out to us and said he was dating Ryder for a few months now. I always knew he was a little fruity but we not gonna talk about that. Your dad is doing ok, he's slowly getting better. Each day he's going back to his self. I've been doing alright, missing you a lot. I grew out a small beard. Oh you would fucking kill me if you seen this shit, but don't worry I'm cutting it off today when I'm done with this. Mason found him a girlfriend that he loves. She's apart of the family now. Mason , he's getting better. My mom and dad are being....mom and dad. Everyone is already downstairs, having fun, but it doesn't feel like fun without you. You couldn't see your son in person turn 6. He feels like a big boy now. We found Michael collymore or cauliflower you say, dead in his house along with his guards. We don't know who did it but we will find them. Their good with covering their tracks honestly. but I have to go now pretty girl...see you on the other side.

From
Your Prince Charming <3"

A tear rolls off my face and on to the paper. I neatly fold the paper up and put it in my desk.

SHAVE. NOW. Stfu.

I walk out my office and into Kyrah's room. I walk in the bathroom and put shaving cream on my face.

*FLASHBACK*

"STEPHEN!!" Kyrah yells and I look up from my papers. She walks in and stops in her tracks when she sees me.

"Hell no. You look fucking terrible." I give her an offended look. "What I do to you?" I asked rolling my eyes.

She grabs my hand and makes me stand. "This has to go." She says pointing at my small beard. She drags me out my office and into my room.

We walk in my bathroom and she sits me don't on the toilet seat. "Kyrah I'm too tired for your bull shit." I whine and she looks at me with the shaving cream and my shaver in her hand.

"You know your gonna miss me when I'm gone right?" She raised an eyebrow. "Why would you even SAY something like that?" I asked her.

She walks towards me and sits on my lap. "Well soon I will go because of the mafia." She said putting shaving cream on my face.

"You think I wanna think about that?" I asked putting my hands on her ass. "No, but it's true. The truth hurts sometimes. You know?" She asked staying focused on shaving the hairs off my face.

"Stop moving before I fucking hurt you!" She yells and I laughed. She stops and looks at me. "I don't wanna hurt youuu." She says getting offended.

"Ok I'm sorry, come on." I put my chin up and she gets the hairs off my neck. When she's done she wipes my face with a cold rag and slaps me on the cheek.

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