Changes: A New Life Book 2

Chapter 39: No, I'm Making A Fucking Sandwich

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So in the last chapter, Meghan had an abortion. Just trying to clear up on that, because I kind of confused myself, making her tell Spencer that she is pregnant and that she got an abortion in just one chapter. Yes, I know. And I am not up for abortion! Okay, I don't support it but then again I don't totally hate it. But anyways, thank you so much for 510 views! THANK YOU!!!

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Vincent has been home for about a week now, and he almost remembers everything! My grades are doing good, but I hate it still. I can't wait to get out, but this weekend Vince and I want to stay home. Since our last 'vacation' turned into a disaster. 

I walked into the bathroom to take a shower, I kind of did stink. I turned on the water, looking at myself in the mirror. I made a few funny faces but then my stomach grumbled. Geez, I must be hungry, but when the sound didn't go away I got a little weird. Then my face went pale, feeling the vomit come up into my throat. I rushed over to the toilet, lifting up the seat. 

The taste in my mouth was so nasty, it even caused me to throw up more. Vince knocked on the door, "Spencer are you throwing up?"

"No, I'm making a fucking sandwich.", I said wiping my mouth and flushing the toilet. "It must have been that macaroni and cheese you made me.", I said joking. 

"My cooking is not that bad!", he said walking away and mumbling some curse words. I rubbed my stomach, trying to make the feeling go away. I took off my clothes and hopped in. The feeling eventually go away, showers make everything better. I washed my hair with my body, not really wanting to shave my legs. 

I stood there for the longest time, just letting the warm water run over me. I closed my eyes, hugging myself. 

I finally got the strength to get out of the warm and inviting shower. I grabbed my towel and dried myself off, grabbing another towel and putting it into my hair. I unlocked the door and walking out, into my bedroom. 

"You alright?",Vince asked as I walked into the bedroom. 

"I think so. The shower helped a lot.", I said looking for some comfortable clothes. "What's today?"

"Saturday?", Vince said changing the channels. 

"I mean the number.", I said rolling my eyes and slipping on some underwear. 

"Oh, 24th.", he said as he finally settled on a channel. 

"My period should be starting soon.", I said hooking on my bra. 

"That's great to just announce.", Vince said throwing a pillow at me. I threw it back to him and said, "I'm warning you for my bitchiness, I can be a bitch."

"I know.", he yelled. I laughed and put the rest of my clothes on. I walked out of the bedroom, looking for something to do. 

"Vincent, I'm bored.", I whined. He came into the living room and grabbed my hand. He started to dance with me, singing Hello by Adele. 

"That song is so overplayed.", I said laughing and putting my head on his shoulder. 

"Got a better song in mind?", he tested me. I shook my head as he continued to sing, but the chorus I came in and yelled "HELLLLOOOO FROM THE OTHERRRR SIDEEE!"

We just danced in the living forever, because we had nothing better to do. 

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When our legs go tired and our voices faded away, we finally laid down on the couch. We didn't watch anything on TV, we just laid there and talked.

"Spencer, what am I going to do with my life?", Vince asked me twirling my hair with his finger.

We moved the love seat and the couch together, making a double couch. We laid down on our backs, shoulder against shoulder. 

"Your going to love me until I die.", I said smiling. 

"Even after that, when we are dead we can haunt houses and scare the shit out people.", he chuckled. I playfully slapped him, "No, I mean. What am I going to do? Am I gonna go to schooling or just work on cars or become a.... brain surgeon!"

"I feel bad for the people you do surgery on.", I said laughing before he got on top of me. He put my arms on the couch, pushing them down so that I couldn't move. 

"Should you be my first victim?", he said. 

"You sound like your a vampire and want to suck my blood.", I said laughing again. He titled his head at me and went straight for my neck. I thought he was just giving my kisses, but I felt a hard pinch on a small piece of my skin. I squealed, pushing him off of me.

"You bastard!", I said holding my neck. "Why did you just bite me?"

"You said I was a vampire.", he said grinning ear to ear. I ran over to the bathroom, looking at my neck in the mirror. 

"You little jackass!", I said rubbing the red mark on my neck. He came up behind me, putting his arms around my waist. He kissed the spot where he bit me and said, "All better!" 

I laughed and turned around, looking into his eyes. "I can't wait to live the rest of my life with you.", I said. 

"You already are.", he said kissing my forehead. "And your making dinner." He ran out of the bathroom as I shook my head.

Yes, I know women of the house are supposed to clean, cook, and shit, but...... I hate doing all of those things. My mom taught me that girls have to do most of the things in the house, well hell no. 

If I was going to have children, I would teach them all that they have to do stuff in the house. I'm not letting the 'men' just slack or some shit. Nuh uh. 

"Babe, I'm starving.", Vince whined out in the living room. "Do you just want to go out?"

"Are you sure you want to do that?", I said walking out of the bathroom, remembering the accident. 

"Yes, as long as you drive.", he said grabbing his coat. Looking down at my attire, I shook my head. "It's going to be a while before we leave."

He laughed and took a seat on the couch, "I'll wait forever for you."

"Oh, quit being cheesy.", I chuckled and walked into my bedroom. Slipping on a pair of leggings and a nice pink shirt, I let my hair go natural. Then doing just basic makeup. 

Supposively that was an hour just doing that, and Vince fell asleep on the couch. I shook my head, laughing at him and grabbing my boots. 

"Vince, let's go,", I said a little loud so I could wake him up.

"What?", he said shaking his head. I laughed and he smiled a bit. "Are you sure you are ready?"

"Yes, can you grab my keys?", I said pointing at the key rack. He got off his lazy ass and grabbed the keys. 

He handed them to me and I felt vomit come up to my throat again. I turned away from him as he slipped on his shoes, swallowing some saliva to make it go down. 

Why am I getting so vomity?

"Babe, are you just going to stand there?", he said behind me. I shook my head and opened the door. 

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Hey, I definitely want to update more and more! 

Had no school today so #swag

~Kenzie :)