House of memories

Chapter 37

TW: I actually don't know what trigger warning this would be, but it may be triggering for some readers. Please let me know what sought of tw this would be. thank you :)

It's two days after I went to the station. I've been on edge for a long time and have only left the house for groceries and to go to the police department if needed.

Some of my things have been returned which is good, but my house still feels more of a sketchy crime scene then an actual home.

I bought a new pc and it's due to arrive tomorrow. This means I can start streaming again. I haven't streamed in over 4 weeks. But I've been active of Twitter and stuff, so everyone's a bit confused.

I grab my phone to record a video to put on Twitter to explain why I haven't streamed.

"Hey everyone. A lot of you have been asking why I haven't streamed in ages. Well, believe it or not, I actually got robbed. And my entire setup was smashed. And then I had the 3 week meetup so I couldn't stream. And then I've been trying to sought stuff out with my case and stuff back here. But I have ordered a new setup which will hopefully be arriving some time tomorrow. Thank you guys for being so supportive and respecting my privacy and things. But I'll hopefully be back up and running in 2 days."

I finish recording the little video and upload it without even rewatching it. I honestly don't care if I look bad or if I made mistakes.

After a couple minutes of it being up I'm already receiving such lovely, supportive messages from fans.

As I'm doing some washing up, my phone rings. I pick it up and see that Tommy's calling me. I slide across on the green bar and Tommy's face fills the screen.

"Hello woman." He says.

"Hello Tommy." I chuckle.

"I just saw your video on Twitter. Pretty courageous of you to do that." He says.

"Yeah, I honestly was just sick of everyone asking me what was wrong." I laugh.

"Yeah, that would get annoying." He laughs with me.

He props his phone up against his pc and continues to work on whatever he was doing before.

"So whats up?" I ask him.

"Just wanted to call you, ive missed streaming with you." He sadly says.

"Aww, honey. I'm sorry. I mean it's not really my fault that my entire setup got smashed." I smile sadly.

"Yeah, but you get your new one tomorrow don't you?" He says, a big smile forms on his face.

"Well hopefully. That's when Amazon says it'll arrive." I shrug.

"I have to be the first person you stream with ok?" He says firmly.

"Ok, ok. I'll make sure you're the first person I stream with." I chuckle.

We stay on call for a while before I start to get hungry.

"Tommy, I'm hungry." I whine.

"Then go get food you lazy ass." He laughs at me.

"But I'm comfy." I whine into my pillow.

"Then stay hungry. It's not like I can do anything." He says.

"I hate you when you're right." I grunt as I get up from my bed. I grab my phone and thump down the stairs.

"What should I eat?" I ask as I look through the fridge.

"Well what do you have?" He asks.

"Ahh yesss. I got some fucking chocolate." I cheer.

"What kind." The blonde asks.