Frida's perspective
I gazed down on Agnetha, who's head was resting on my shoulder. I had woken up around ten minutes ago, but I didn't get up because I didn't wanna wake her. Usually she woke up first, but last night was quite tiring... So I don't blame her.
I slowly and carefully slid away from Agnetha and got up. I put on my red robe and slippers and walked downstairs. I put on water for the coffee and walked outside to check the mail. While slowly lookingthrough it, I came upon the divorce papers for me and Benny.
"Frida?" Agnetha stood on the porch. I looked at her and smiled. "Good morning." I walked up to her and kissed her. "Morning." She smiled back at me.
Agnetha was sitting on the bed and reading the newspaper while I got dressed. "Hey Aggie?" I sat down next to her. "Hm?" She kept reading it. "Can I ask you something?" I looked down. "What is it?" She looked at me. "Will you move in with me?"
Agnetha was silent for a some time and then put the newspaper aside. I looked at her and she looked straight into my eyes and I fell back when she basically jumped on me and kissed me. "Yes!" She smiled widely and I started smiling too. She kissed me again and then looked at me. "Of course."
I sighed in relief and kissed her. We heard the front door open and close and she looked up. Agnetha got off of me and I got up. "It's probably Benny." I said and walked downstairs. "Hey." Benny looked at me as he hung his coat. "Hi." I smiled. "Did you already get the mail?" He asked and I nodded. "The divorced papers came in."
"They did?" He looked into my eyes. "Yes. They're on the kitchen table, I already signed everything I had to sign."
"Well okay, I'll sign them in a while." He sighed. "Hi." Agnetha came downstairs. "Oh hey Agnetha."
"Frida I'll go home now, I have to discuss this all with Björn, I'll call you in a while." She said and took her coat. "Bye." She said and put her coat on. "Bye." I kissed her and she left.
Agnetha's perspective
I walked inside and took my coat off. "Björn, are you home?" I looked into the living room. "Hi." He looked up at me and looked away. "Hey... Where's Linda?" I walked up to him. "I'll go pick her up soon."
"Okay. Can we talk?" I sat down next to him. "About what?" He asked angrily. "About divorce." I said and swallowed a knot in my throat. "Fine..." He looked at me. "I already called my lawyer about the divorce papers, they'll come in a few days." I said and looked away. "And who gets Linda?..."
"Well I assume me... I mean c'mon Björn, I doubt you'd actually take care of her and that I wouldn't have to look after her every third day."
"What? I take care of her." He raised his voice. "Björn you're barely a parent to her, who makes a little kid promise them to not tell their mother about you fucking another woman?" I raised my voice a little too. "What? How the fuck did you find out that?!" He stood up. "She told Frida." I looked up at him. "What, why?"
"That's not important, what is, that a parent doesn't do that to their kid."
"Fine, take Linda then, just take everything." He said and stormed out. I sighed and got up.
Few hours passed. It was around 11pm. I had already put Linda to sleep. Where's Björn?...
Right as I thought about him, I heard the front door open. "Björn! I was getting worried!..." I walked down the stairs. "Are you drunk?" I stopped at the last step. "No. I am not..." He slurred. I sighed and walked up to him. "Come. Let's go to sleep." I took him by his arm but he pushed me away. "Fuck you..." He said in a low voice. "What?" I looked at him in confusion. Before I could digest what was going on he hit me and I fell. "What the fuck Björn?!" I almost screamed. I started backing up from him but he came toward me. I suddenly realized this won't end good. I somehow managed to crawl past him really quickly and got up when I was at the door. Björn had locked it and from the panic I barely was able to open it, till I finally did and I ran out and started running in Frida's house's direction. I stopped and looked back at Björn, he stood on the driveway looking at me. I looked at him for a while but then I kept running. I knew he was drunk and that was the only reason he hit me, but still, I would not expect something like that from him, even if he is drunk. I stopped halfway to Frida's house, I remembered that Linda was there. I stood for a while, trying to figure wether to go and get her till I saw a car in the distance, realizing it's him I started running again.
I almost ran past Frida's house from the panic. I tried to open the door, but it was locked so I started knocking on it. My heart was racing. "Wh- What? A-Agnetha?" Benny answered the door, "It's 11pm." He said and I just pushed him aside and walked inside. "Are you okay?" He looked at me. "Geez did you run he-... Why do you have a black eye?"
"Björn hit me." I tried to held my tears back. "Shit- Fuck..." He closed the door and locked it. "What the fuck is going on?" Frida came downstairs and asked angrily. "Wait Agnetha? What's going on?"
"She got hit by Björn." Benny said and Frida walked up to me. She hugged me tightly and I started crying. "Benny, talk to Björn, I'll take care of Agnetha..." Frida said and Benny nodded. He unlocked the door and left. "Come..." She left one of her hands around my shoulder and took me to the living room. "I'll go get some ice." She said and I sat down on the couch.
Frida's perspective
I took a pack of ice out of the freezer and walked to the living room. "What happened?" I asked her as I handed her the pack of ice. "He got drunk, and hit me." She took the ice and put it on her eye. I sat down next to her and hugged her. "I'm sorry. But while you're here, I found a nice house, that could work for us."
I didn't know what else to talk to her about to take her mind off of this.
"You did?"
"Yeah, it has three bedrooms... Two bathrooms, kitchen, living room, dining room. We could check it out tomorrow." I said and smiled. "Okay." She smiled too. "I can't believe we're actually moving in... Four months ago I wouldn't have even imagined this..."
"Me too..." I kissed her cheek and took her hand. "I love you." She said quietly. "Me too..." I squeezed her head and pulled her closer. "I'll beat up Björn tomorrow," I said and she chuckled.
