It's Over | SSoHD AU

| | Still Trying | |

Summer is fucking up my sleeping schedule ;-;

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Jordan's POV:

I needed to think of something quick, Maritza would be expecting Seamus here..

"Hey Jordan!"

God dernit!

I slowly turned around to see Maritza pulling her headphones out of the bag that was hanging from her shoulders.

"Hold up, I need to put on my jam. Where's Seamus?"

I walked up to her trying to find an excuse, "Uhm, well you know. He had to go to the hospital.."

She stopped what she was doing and looked at me, concern filling her eyes.

Darn it I messed up.

"Nothing happened, nothing happened. Seamus just had...a stomach infection..."

Maritza started to mess with her phone, putting music on I guess? We started walking and she asked "Do you think we should go to the hospital and see if he's okay?"

I immediately said "No!" Maritza looked at me and said "Dude chill I was just asking" with a small laugh at the end of her sentence.

"No, like I mean...he's okay. He said it was an infection.. uhm his stomach just hurt"

Maritza nodded, we went to my truck and got inside. I put the radio on, some stupid country music was playing but I was too lazy to change it.

I looked to my side and I see Maritza looking out the window, a blank expression as she listened to her music on her headphones. I'm used to this silence, it isn't awkward...it's more like..comforting. It became a routine for her to look outside and stay in complete silence.

Smiling I looked at the road, my smile gradually faded away as my thought for Maritza deepened.

What if she finds out about Seamus?

How will she react?

Is it better if I convince her to break up with her?

All of these questions started popping up in my head as I parked in front of our house.

It wasn't an awesome house, it was a bit...bad.

We walked up the small steps and I tried opening the door, it got stuck. Dang it. I used all my strength and kicked the door open, Maritza didn't say anything since this is usually normal. We have to pull it could close when we head out, when we're inside we just have to push it.

We got inside, even though it looks bad in the outside doesn't mean we don't keep clean inside. Suddenly I heard banging on the other side, looks like our neighbors are having a fight... or...you know...doing the do.

Maritza walked up to the stereo and put a CD on. Out of no where a song I knew too well started playing.

From my boat, I can see your house. And when the lights are on, I can watch you move.

"Are you ever gonna get a new CD from them?" I asked as I sat down on the floor, she went into the small kitchen that was attached to an equally small living room. We don't have the money for tables so we used a box as a table.

"Eh, if I ever get the money to. You should sell your truck"

"I rather sell my soul then my truck thank you very much" I told her as she gave a small laugh, "okay sell you soul" Maritza answered me making me laugh.