Never Say Never (sequel to Never Be Over You)

Chapter 12- It's a Terrible Life

Our daily routine starts at the sound of thee alarm going at 6:00 am. Dean leans over me to turn it off. He gets up to have a shower, wakes me up when he's done so that I can have a shower. While I'm showering, Dean will make us coffee and breakfast. Oh ya, I should probably explain that Dean is my husband. We've been married for 2 years. After my shower I get dressed and walk into our kitchen as Dean hands me my cup of coffee. I get him to look at me so that I can fix his tie for him. He puts on his suit jacket. It's really handy that we work at the same building because then we can drive to work together. We walk outside, I'm in my pant suit and Dean is in his suit and tie. We get into our silver Prius and drive off to work. Dean picks a radio station, which happens to be a rock station, why would we listen to this music? He changes it to a station than plays more calming music. Dean picks a parking spot that's pretty close. We get out and walk in together. We both work on the same floor which is perfect. We get off the elevator and walk down the hallway. He gives me a quick kiss before we both have to turn our seperate ways. Once I get into my office, I get started right away. typing up reports and doing sales. When lunch comes, I grab a salad from the mini fridge that I keep in my office and walks over to Dean's office so that we can eat lunch together, then I leave once it's time to start working again. At 6:00 it's time to leave for home. I get packed up and me and Dean meet each other where we left each other this morning. We walk to the elevator together, both of us on our phones. I feel like I'm being watched, and Dean seemed to have gotten that impression as well. We both look up to see a tall guy in a yellow shirt staring at both of us weirdly. 

"Do I know you two?" He asks us.

"I don't think so." I answer.

"Look, I'm sorry guys, you just look really familiar."

"Save it for the health club pal." Dean answers. We get off at our stop and leave to go home.  The next day, it starts all over again. 

At the end of the day, on the elevator on one of the stops down, the guy from yesterday gets on.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asks.

"Look man, we told you, we're not into the-"

"Oh c'mon dude, I'm not either. I just want to ask you one question."

"Sure, why not?" I say looking at Dean.

"What do you think of...ghosts?"

"Ghosts?" Dean asks.

"Do either of you believe them?"

"To tell you the truth, neither of us had really given it much thought."

"Vampires?" The guy asks.

"What?" I ask. "Why?"

"Because I've been having some...weird dreams lately, you know what I mean?"

"No, not really." Dean says. 

"So, you've never had any, weird dreams?"

"Look man, we don't know you, but I'm going to do a public service and let you know that you overshare."   Dean says then we get off the elevator.

The next day we get to work and there are a bunch of cops and paramedics pushing away a body in a body bag on a gurney. Apparently this guyg died trying to cook a bag of popcorn in the microwave The guy from the elevator is there and he sees us. 

"Does something about this seem not right to you." Dean asks the guy standing beside him.

"Uh yeah, try the whole thing." He says. "I'm telling you man, I'll never eat popcorn again."

"Yeah, right." 

We go up to our offices, carry on through lunch. At around 2:00 I hear Dean yell.