It's hard to love you (olic) (boyxboy)

Chapter 25

So I decided on having the rest of the story, which is only like 3 more chapters ):, is gonna be in Vic's POV.

*1 year later*

Oli and I decided on focusing on Luna rather than our marriage for a couple of months, and I didn't mind. Luna is currently in the backseat of my car, on her way to school.

"You sure you have your lunch love?" I asked, looking into the rearview mirror.

"Yea, daddy packed it earlier before he left for work," she said, patting her light up fairy backpack. Oli got a job at this record company and helps sign new bands.

"Viccy, I miss daddy," Luna said, pouting.

"Me to Lune, but you'll see him later," I said smiling as I stopped at a McDonald's.

"Do you want pancakes again?" I asked, it was our morning routine to stop by McDonald's for breakfast.

"No, can I get a sandwich and hash brown?" She asked, looking at the menu as if she knew what it said. I smiled at the sight and nodded. I ordered our food and when they gave it to us we sat at a little booth.

"Viccy I heard daddy on the phone last night," Luna said, taking a drink out of her orange jucie.

"Oh yea?" I asked, taking a bite out of my hash brown.

"Yea, he said some funny words, like, see you tomorrow babe, like who calls people babe? Isn't there a pig named babe?" She said laughing as she took another bite out of her food. Anxiety rose through me, because last night I wasn't home since I had to help Tony unpack, and Oli didn't call me, at all. I lightly laughed along.

I checked the time on my watch and started grabbing my trash. "Love it's almost time to go to school," I said as she threw her trash away.

"But Viccy, I don't wanna go to school, Tiffany has been mean to me," she said, crossing her hands over her chest.

"Who's Tiffany, and what does she do?" I asked, buckling her seatbelt.

"This one girl in my class, and well she's always throwing crayons at me and calling me mean names," she said, looking out the window as I started the car.

"Well what does she say? Have you told Ms. Minnie?" I asked.

She sighed before saying, "She calls me ugly, and Ms. Minnie said she would call Tiffany's mommy if she keeps on being mean." I frowned as we reached her school. "Can you walk me in Viccy," she said as she struggled unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Yea," I said, shutting the door and locking the car as she held my hand, walking to the entrance. I walked inside and to her classroom, where her teacher was standing out by the door.