𝐼𝑛𝑘 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡

Chapter 14: Heavy On My Mind And Heart

It had been a couple hours since we killed Heather Duke and I was starting to feel...remorseful.

I mean in the moment and when planning it, my hatred for her was sky rocketing. I still hate her and that'll never end but, she didn't need to die. I acted out of impulse but also influence.

Jd started the plan and out of my rage I followed with it and even contributed.

I shift a bit on the couch and he glances at me to make sure I'm okay. On the outside I probably look fine but on the inside my thoughts and feelings are fighting a World War.

I know he wants to protect me and that's why he comes up with these plans but this can't go on. I can't keep feeling this way. Revengeful than remorseful.

It's a spiral and I don't want this to be my life.

I need him to understand that he can protect me in other ways and that murder isn't the best answer, no matter how much we want someone to disappear.

How do I want to approach this talk? I mean we are content right now and I don't want to start anything crazy. Also we haven't even said 'i love you' yet to each other so I don't want to have a big fight before we even get to that point.

Maybe I'll just save it for later and approach the other heavy thing on my mind and heart. This time, I won't be interrupted.

"Hey, Jd?" I tilt my head up towards him and wait for his response.

"Mhm?"

"I've been meaning to...tell you something recently..."

He looks in my eyes with a tad bit of confusion but over all understanding to whatever I'm about to say.

"Go ahead, im all yours." He pauses the TV.

I take a deep breath. I don't know how he'll react and I desperately want this moment to go well.

"I...I love you.."

His eyes widen a bit at my words and I hold my breath. Oh please say it back.

He starts to smile, "Well that's amazing news because you know I was thinking the same thing."

"Oh really now?" I playfully raise my eyebrow at him and we both giggle.

"Yeah, I love you too Veronica Sawyer."

I smile with relief. It feels good to finally let those emotions fly free. Also, it helps me feel better after what happened. It gives me a distraction from the chaos and overwhelms me with a way better feeling.

My heart feels lighter and my cheeks feel like they got ten times rosier.

He then leans into kiss me and we both share a kiss. A kiss that I think has enough fiery passion to burn a whole building down.

Before I know it, he has me laying down on the couch. He hovers over me and our eyes lock as I give him a silent approval.

I lose sight of him as he makes his way down my body and my eyes close as I await for a feeling that'll make tonight a memorable one.

QUE DEAD GIRL WALKING. (Cause I'm not writing that shit:)

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After I awake the next morning, I'm in my bed and I notice he is holding me near. Sunlight outlines his features and I feel peaceful. Never thought I'd feel that way anytime soon considering....yeah.

Once I realize he is still deeply in his own dream world though, I close my eyes again and try and fall back to sleep. I know work won't occur today and I want more rest. It took me awhile but I achieved what I wanted.

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I sleep for a bit longer until I was awoken again, not just because my body felt like it this time but because I was starting to feel the loss of a certain warmth.

I open my eyes and let them adjust to the light before taking a look to my right. He was gone.

My mind immediately went to worst case scenario and thought that he just left me. A one night stand type of ordeal but thankfully my ears pick up on the sound of something frying.

He was in the kitchen.

I put on my slippers and head into the kitchen with a sleepy smile.

I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around him as I peer over his shoulder at what he is cooking. And it's chocolate chip pancakes. Holy shit, I can not wait to shove that in my mouth.

"Good morning lovely." He says as he keeps his attention on the frying batter.

"Morning, thanks for making these." I kiss his cheek and rest my head on him.

"It's no problem at all. Anything for you."

I feel like I'm dreaming. Never in a million years did I think I'd have a hot ass man making me chocolate chip pancakes in the morning.

"They should be ready soon if y'a would like to get a drink and take a seat. I also cut up some strawberries to have with the pancakes." He nods his head toward the cut up berries and I let go of him to grab some to eat.

"Damn, these are so good! Did you go out to get these this morning?"

"Yeah, you didn't have much and I wanted to treat you."

"Aw you didn't have to do that."

"But I did soooo."

I smile brightly and eat some more berries before getting myself some juice and taking a seat at one of the bar stools.

I observe him over the counter as he takes the now scorching fresh pancakes off the pan and places them on plates. Two for me, two for him.

He then places a spoonful of berries on the plate and brings over some maple syrup.

"Breakfast is served!"

"Looks incredible!" I eagerly dig in after pouring some syrup on the cakes. I give him a clear look of approval before he goes to grab his plate and take a seat next to me.

I contently eat the pancakes until there is nothing on my plate besides some sticky golden brown syrup.

"I don't think you liked them." He says sarcastically as he takes a sip of his drink.

"Oh no they were disgusting. Just the worst thing I've ever ate. Ew."

He chuckles a bit and I get up to put my plate in the sink with a smile.

Today is going to be better.

Today is a beautiful freaking day to make up for the grimness of the last.

I can just tell.