God Dammit: The Snake and the Fox

Chapter Thirty

Author's Note: So I know this is sudden but I think this is going to be the end of the story and the last chapter. I like where this could end it at, with them breaking up. I don't feel as though I need to document everything that happened between the break up and what leads up to the main story, God Dammit. And also I didn't want the this prequel to run longer than the main story and it already has. I also am ready to start writing the last and final installment of the story. 

So with that being said, we finish this. 

Chapter Thirty:

I sighed, I hated coming home to an empty house. It had been months since Sophi had left, I heard her and Steven were still living together. I guess they were a thing now. At least once a week I tried to call her. 

At first she wouldn't answer and then she did for while. But now she had stopped answering again. I headed upstairs to take a shower. It was stream night, but I had a few hours before then. After taking a shower I ate something before heading out of the house again. I did everything I could to spend the least amount of time in the house possible. 

I never thought when I left jail I would come home to no one. I thought I would still have Sophi in my life, have the little family that I had. But instead I had no one. If I had known my life would've turned out like this, I never would've done what I did. Never would've gone to jail. I regretted all of it every day. 

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"Hey Snake," Tyler greeted me as I took a seat at the bar, "Usual?"

I nodded. Tyler poured me a beer and placed it in front of me. I took it, taking a sip. I looked around the restaurant. I came here almost everyday. Sure some people may call me a creep but seeing as how Sophi's family owned the place, if there was anyone who would know if she was okay or not, it would be them. 

"So have you heard from her?" I asked Tyler as he came back by. 

"Not since last week," Tyler said, "We've been hearing from her less and less. But I guess as long as she's still alive then everything is okay."

I nodded, "Yeah."

I took another sip of the beer. 

"How are you doing?" Tyler asked. 

I shrugged, "Fine I guess. I still think about her, I still regret it every day. But I can't force her to be with me. Especially when she was so miserable there at the end."

"I understand that and I respect that. But don't you think you could've done more to fight for her? I mean, you did break up with her."

I groaned, "Yeah I know. Another example of how I royally fucked up."

"Just don't beat yourself up."

"How do I do that when the girl I love is with another man?"

Tyler shrugged, "I don't know. But if she moved on, maybe it's best for you to move on as well. I mean, what does it help to pine over her and come here every day?"

"I don't know, it helps me not to go insane. But all I ever really wanted was for her to be happy and she seems to be happy."

Tyler nodded, "I guess that's one way to look at it."

He walked off to help the other people that had showed up at the bar. I sighed and sat alone finishing my beer. When I was done, I paid and left. On my way home I passed Milton's. I looked in hoping to see her but no luck once again. 

I wonder if she even worked there. Once I got home I went straight to my room to get on the computer. I hid in my room most times I was home. Sighing, I put the headphones over my head and waited for the call. When I heard the familiar ring, I pressed answer. Let the charade begin. 

FIN.