You Scratched My Anchor

Chapter 42. Tori's POV.

AN: As usual, there were attempts at editing. For those that have stuck around for 42 chapters now, Thank you. For those that are new, hi, I never update and i'm sorry for that.

So, last we left off, they got married. This is a small filler chapter letting MJ know they got married, talking about their future, smoking and Jade finding out Tori is great at hiding things quickly.

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"Sully, sit," I said as the dog started barking when we walked up the front stairs to MJ's house.

The dog whined and sat at the door, his tail thumping heavily as he waited for us to enter.

"MJ?" I called out.

"Kitchen," she hollered back as we let ourselves in, Sully sniffing us all over, wiggling his whole body excitedly.

I led Jade to the kitchen and smiled as I sat our joined hands on the counter, holding out my left hand flat on the bench waiting for Mj to turn and look at us.

"New strain?" I asked, inhaling the scent.

"God, you're good, Tori. How do you do that?"

"Is it a mix between your purple and your dragon hybrid?"

"Geez, you should become a drug sniffer," she joked and finally turned to look at us. "Oh, hey Jade."

"How're you?"

"Good, n'you?"

"Not'so bad. Just kind of..." She fake yawned, bringing our joined hands up, flashing the silver wedding band on her finger. "Kind of tired. Big, exhausting day," she said exaggeratedly.

I smiled as MJ's eyes widened.

"Oh, my god. You two got married? And I wasn't invited?"

"We eloped," I corrected. "And my dad was there, and I know you're not comfortable with him being a detective, so I told Jade we'd have a bigger wedding one day with our friends. You will be there, don't worry. But today was just Alice, Mum, Dad, and Athena. Rose kept Riley home. He was having an overstimulated day."

MJ pouted. "Poor little cutie. So, am I the last to know?" She asked, gesturing for our hands. We stuck our left hands out for her to look at them.

"First, apart from them, actually," Jade said. "I haven't even texted Cat."

MJ squeaked in happiness. "Well, you two must be the first to try the new strain. Please?"

"I have to drive," Jade said. "But Tori can."

"Are you sure?" I asked, looking at her softly.

She nodded. "Of course, I'm not a hundred percent into smoking it unless I'm at home with you, you know that."

I smiled softly and kissed her. "I love you."

"Love you too."

"Hey, you can take some home, Tori, go get your jar. I'll pack some for you. I've only just started cutting stems."

"Really?"

She nodded. I released Jade's hand reluctantly and made my way to where the jars were kept and brought back the one with my name on it, sliding it across the counter to MJ.

I slipped my arms around Jade's waist and held her from behind as Mj pulled some baggies from within the jar and filled two of them. "You're not weighing?" I asked, watching her.

"Nah, think of it as a wedding gift. Jade, is your mother wanting some?"

"Uh... Babe, do you think she'll like it?"

I let go of Jade and moved around to stand beside MJ, grabbing a bud and sniffing it before I nodded. "Yeah, I think she will. She's had both these before, so the mix shouldn't be too hard on her."

"Okay then," Jade said, grabbing her wallet from her bag, and opening it up to pull some cash out.

"Oi, no way Jade. Put your money away, it's no good here today. Tori, can you snip a few buds and load up a pre-roll for me?"

I nodded, and opened the drawer below my hip, pulling out the grinder.

"Is that a coffee grinder?"

I snorted a laugh, looking at Jade. "Yeah, it's ten times easier than using scissors, it's just too loud for when I do it at Mum and Dad's but I have one."

"And you made me chop by hand instead of bringing it home with you? Rude."

"Sorry, we can bring it next time I go to get more clothes and supplies, I promise. Remind me, okay? But your mum does have the Wakit in the smoke room we can use."

"But you like to roll before you go out there in the mornings so you don't have to get out of bed so early."

Sully started barking loudly, standing at the doorway to the kitchen that faced the hall towards the front door. I snapped into gear and started packing things into drawers, helping MJ hide all the stems that were lying out on the bench in the cupboard below the sink, shifting the bleach bottles around and opening a few lids to cover the smell.

She stuffed the jar in the sink and put the draining rack across the top of the sink to hide it.