EDGE (H.S.)

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Just take me for what I am
'Cause this is where i'm stayin'

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(i love how i said double update days ago and forgot to ever post this chapter.......IM SORRY BYE)

Chapter 103

It's been a few weeks now and everyone knows we're married now, including my mum. She wasn't too cross at the idea of us getting married by ourselves because she knows at the wedding, she'll be front row.

All has been pretty well and Renny's wrist is healing nicely I presume. She gets the cast off in a week. She's more than excited. She thinks it makes her look "less sexy" during sex. Ridiculous. If I can say one thing, it's that she could wear a trash bag and i'd still think she's the sexiest woman alive. That cast definitely isn't effecting my libido.

Renny, however, hasn't been in the mood for anything too sexual in a few days now. I know why. I know she's anxious.

"Hi baby." I whispered as I went up behind her while she did her skincare routine in the bathroom mirror. "Hi." She softly smiled back at me through the mirror.

I have to go to Oakland. Something about some of casinos I was involved with. There were some buildings we used that are now under investigation and somehow, my names tied to that building. It's not a big deal and i'm not worried about it. Neither is my lawyer. My name, which was never supposed to be tied to any of it to begin with, wasn't tied to it long enough to even make this an issue but she's worried.

I leave in the morning.

"I'm gonna be back in a day." "I know." She shrugged as if it was no big deal and I slowly nodded. "So then what's wrong?" She shrugged again. "I don't get why I can't go." She said quietly and I hugged her tighter, getting a hollow feeling in my chest.

"You know I want you with me all the time but, I don't bring you around anything like that now. You know that. I will always make good on that word." "Why is it even still occurring? I thought you were don-" "I am done Renny. I am. This is old shit. You know i'm done."

She rolled her eyes and moved out of my hold, putting her things into the cabinet where they stay and walked past me, to the bedroom.

"Then fine. I'll see you when you get back." She said nonchalantly as she slipped into bed and fuck, if you knew just how fucking frustrated this girl makes me.

"Why are you so worried? Tell me why. What's bothering you?" I asked from the doorway and she just turned over. "Nothing, i'm not worried. I'll see you when you get back."

Like fuck. She's too smart to be acting this fucking dumb. Thinking i'm just gonna leave in the morning, not say goodbye? Thinking we're not talking tonight when i'm about to leave? Thinking we're not getting handsy like we always do, at least for a second, before bed?

I huffed and walked until I was at the bed and climbed over her, pulling her body up and into my lap.

"Harr-" She tried to protest. "Look me in my eye and tell me why you're worried." "I'm not-" "Don't you fucking bullshit me. What's wrong?"

She glared at me with pinched eyes and took a deep breathe through her nose. Here we go.

"Fine. You put me through a lot of fucking shit having to watch you leave all those times knowing you were doing shit that could get you killed. I watched you leave so many fucking times, not knowing the outcome, and not knowing if i'd see you again. That worry ran my life at the time and right now, this situation, i'm feeling it again. It's feeling like how it did when things weren't okay. Weren't good. I don't like that Harry. I need to know you are fine. We're married, we're trying to have babies! You're a huge fucking part of me and my life now and I don't need to worry that I won't see you again when you walk out a fucking door."