God Dammit: The Snake and the Fox

Chapter Twenty Two

Author's Note:

So I know that this story moves kinda fast as far as the time line goes. I just really want to get the main events that happened in their relationship. So I will skip around from time to time. Not every single day needs to be written about or documented.

So now starting with this chapter they have been together for almost 2.5 years.

Sophi's POV:

I sighed as I threw my hair up in a loose bun atop my head to get it out of my face. I tossed the empty box aside and turned to the rest of them, my hands resting on my hips. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and pulled it out.

A bitter sweet feeling formed in my gut when I saw the number. I quickly hit answer before missing the call.

"Yes I'll accept the charges," I told the automated message. I waited for the call to connect.

"Hey princess," Snake's voice came through the phone.

"Hey," I said shortly, tucking the phone between my shoulder and ear to open another box.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

I gave an aggravated groan, "Seriously Snake. That is probably the dumbest question. I am so stressed out. I mean, you're in JAIL. For 6 more months."

"I know but I'll be home soon."

"Yeah, but what about everything that's happened since you've been gone. You've missed so much. I'm alone half the time. Chelsea is having a social life while I am in school, plus working TWO jobs to pay the rent on the house. I'm exhausted all the time. Was physically assaulting Battlestar worth 2 years in jail?"

He was silent before sighing, "I would like to say yes but anything that makes you so stressed isn't worth it. I'm sorry I've made you so miserable."

"It's fine," I said, leaning against the table, "I just worry. I mean, we've been together for 2 and a half years. And for two of them you've been in jail. I mean, we've gotten so distant and apart is it even something we can repair?"

"Don't talk like that princess," Snake said. I could hear the hurt in his voice, "I still love you. I really do."

"I know you do. And I still love you. But I can't help but feel like it's strained. I mean, there's clearly no physical level in our relationship. I feel like there's an awkward tension between us during visits. I don't know what to do to get the closeness back."

"Sophi, I really want to talk about this but I got a minute left," He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes. Of course.

"Yeah, I understand."