Quentins POV
Of all these years spent with this amazing girl. I have never ever complaint about what she does. She does the most extraordinary things. The things I can't even imagine. That is why I can live without her.
The next day was perfectly normal. Margo and I were on the way back to Orlando and we had made a couple of stops before we got there. When we got there, we felt a spark that we hadn't felt for years. It was the feeling of coming home. I hadn't called my mom so it's kind of a surprise for her to see me.
The place looked so beautiful. On the way to my place, Margo and I kept talking about the things we did when we were little. Oh how I miss those days. This girl I've spent all my life trying to get is right beside me. I said to myself cherishing this perfect moment to myself.
Finally we reached .. Home. I missed this place so much. I parked the rv infront of the house and I came out and opened Margos door for her. She thanked me as she reached for my hand and we walked together to the front door.
I knocked on the door and I see mom and dad greeting us and hugging us. As the day goes by, I kept on imagining how bad it must have been to have a son who didn't turn up to be what they thought would be but they still wanted what's best for him. They sacrificed all their care just for me. I remember my moms tears flowing down her eyes while she hugged me tightly saying the sweetest words I haven't heard in years.
"Welcome home honey"
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Paper Lives
FanfictionQuentin Jacobson had always been in love. but he also had people surrounding him that meant much more
