Queen Mary

Chapter XII

I stay up lost in my thoughts as Bianca sleeps, admiring how beautiful she is, even in slumber. I continue to play with her hair or rub her back as I ponder over things. Mainly what our situation-ship is turning into. Shit I feel bad even calling it that, it's so much more. Well, for me at least. Yea the sex is amazing, but so are our conversations and being in each others company. And the best part about it is my best friend is completely supportive of it. If Sam told me he didn't like her or thought something off was with her, I'm not sure what I'd do. Sam's been my best friend since Freshman year, and his opinion matters to me a lot. But it's getting to the point where Bianca means a lot to me too. I'd be torn. Ultimately I'd probably trust Sam's instinct, even though it would hurt to have to break it off with Bianca. But Sam has always had my best interest in mind. So I'm grateful he thinks this is good, because honestly so do I. 

Bianca stirs in her sleep, adjusting herself so she's laying on me with her arm draped over me, her hand intertwined in my hair. I can't help but smile at how peaceful she looks, so much so she makes me feel at peace too. I kiss her temple lightly, letting my lips linger  there for a moment. The attachment forming is astounding, as if I've known her for forever and never want to let her go. My arms tighten around her ever so gently. I think about the many opportunities that we could have ahead of us. I've only really had one girlfriend, but I think I'm ready to give up the way I've been living and settle down with her. I want her to be a main character in my life, and I want to be a main in hers. I don't want other girls and meaningless sex, or one night stands with girls I don't really know. I want Bianca. I want to learn everything I can about her and for her to be the only girl in my life I come home to every single day. I want to introduce her to Jake and Cory and Aaron and their girls, to be a part of what we've built. She could build with us, expand everything we live for. We're a family, and I want to bring her into that. I think she'd get along with everyone, and I truly believe they would love the hell outta her. And knowing she means this much to me, they'd be beyond supportive. that's what we do for each other. I ponder over all these things, and slowly fall asleep still holding Bianca in my arms.

When I wake, Bianca is still asleep beside me. I check my phone for the time, and It's 10:12 a.m. so I lay with her a while longer. Completely mesmerized by her, I stroke her hair, and kiss her head. After about 15 minutes, she wakes up, Looking up at me with her big blue sparkling eyes, her lips form a smile.

"Well good morning," I say with a smile before yawning.

"Good morning," she replies, stretching out over me, which makes me chuckle a bit. "How long have you been awake? I hope I wasn't holding you hostage in your own room for hours," this makes me laugh.

"Haha no, I've only been up for like 15 minutes or so. But even if you were holding me hostage I promise I wouldn't mind," I say, her eyes twinkle in the light shining through the curtains over my window. I roll onto my side, propping my head up with my hand. I pull her close to me and kiss her lips, they're so soft. "So I was thinking, yesterday you told me so much about you. And that took a lot to trust me enough to do that. So I thought I'd tell you what you don't know about me." I say, she smiles at me, and nods her head. I know that by watching my channel and the XPLR channel she probably knows most there is to know, but I feel like showing her I trust her as well would mean a lot to her, just as it did for me.

"Tell me whatever you wanna tell me, I'm all ears and the floor is yours," She looks up at me, ready for my life story. 

"Well you probably know most there is to know, but here goes. I was born in Kansas, which is where my family still lives. It's also where I met Sam in Freshman year at band camp haha. Sam and I actually started creating content on Vine and worked our way to YouTube, which was a process haha. We didn't even reach 10,000 followers until 2014, and I actually think we got to 100,000 in the same year. As you probably already know, I was diagnosed with cancer earlier this year in February, and officially beat it in July. Sam was by my side every single day to help me, especially with the cold caps since he had to change them out every half an hour. We actually had to have a professional fly out to our place and teach Sam how to do it cause it can actually be dangerous if it's not done right, which usually they don't let just anyone do it, but they heard us out and said they'd teach Sam. I honestly don't know what would've happened if I didn't have Sam by my side through all of it."

"You're really lucky to have a best friend like that, I don't think I ever have. I'm glad he could do all of that for you," She says, admiration in her eyes. "You're honestly an inspiration, you both are. More people need to be like you guys. The world wouldn't be such a shitty place." I feel my cheeks heat up, and I smile. My eyes well up a little, but I blink the tears away. I don't really wanna scare her away by crying, but it did touch a soft spot in me.

"Thank you Bianca, it really means a lot. Sam's the best-est best friend anyone could hope for, through the good shit and the bad shit." I tell her. "The rest of my life, well you could probably fill in the blanks. Breaking into places after hours, breaking into abandoned places, being arrested, all the way to where we are now, the paranormal shit," I tell her, chuckling.

"Oh I know, that's a pretty sexy mugshot by the way. You pull it off," She says giggling. I shake my head laughing.

"That's the first time I've heard that one, which is something cause I've heard a lot when it comes to my visit to jail. Hard to believe sometimes I'm a felon."

"Eh you get used to it. Just think, your charges could've been so much worse. I'd be embarrassed for you to see my mugshot or my charges haha," She replies. Is it bad that I think she'd be hot as fuck in oranges?

"Hmm, well I don't think you'd look bad at all in jail. Inmates probably had their eyes all over ya," She giggles.

"Only because half of them have been in there so long they haven't been laid in months, haha. Most of the time they hear my charges and leave me alone, like they've never heard of a chick being in that kinda trouble. I'm just glad that now I'm sober and I don' have to worry about it anymore, clean and serene for 305 days," She says, her eyes beaming. I love watching her talk about her recovery. She's so passionate and it's beautiful to see someone feel that way about something so meaningful.

"You're beautiful, ya know that?" I catch her off guard with this, she blushes and turns her head slightly. I turn her head back to face me and whisper in her ear.

"I didn't say to look away from me babygirl," When she looks up at me, I see the excitement in her eyes, her lip quivers slightly before she bites it, her cheeks beet red.