Super Rich Kids (BoyxBoy)

Epilogue

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You can't really force happiness, that much makes sense to me. It comes and it goes in waves and sometimes I feel more sadness than anything else. Sometimes it's so present it makes me ache. Sometimes it makes me cry. That feeling enough to make me sick.

But happiness will come... eventually.

I guess it takes longer than what you would like but it really is just all a measure of patience. That's all it ever is.

"So that's it then?" Chance looked at me, black hair tucked away under a beanie.

"Yep that was that." I said, we sat across from each other, French fries in between the both of us.

"So he's just there... a whole ninety days?" He stretches the question.

"A whole ninety days." I nodded. Felt my heart ache as I said the number aloud but realistically ninety days wouldn't do us much harm in the long run.

"Are you worried?"

"About?" I asked, because worried doesn't cover half of what was swimming around inside of me.

"Like... about the two of you. Ya know if you guys will fade out like nothing, or just grow a part." He shrugged, maybe some of his own personal fears lingering in his words but I wouldn't call him out on that.

"Sometimes. But if that does happen, what can I do? It's just one of those things...I'd have to let it go."

"That's rough."

"Yeah well..."

"Sorry man."

"It's whatever. I just hope he gets better at this point." And that's something I knew jumping into this. That there was always this possibility that we could outgrow each other, grow tired of each other and just move on from everything.

I accepted it. Forced myself to let that seep into my brain, because I couldn't play around anymore. My love for Abel would, always be there. A solid force in my heart but love for someone isn't always enough. Love can't tether us together and anchor us down forever. Love is light. Like a balloon it travels. It moves. It's passed from person to person. It can pop in an instant. Deflate over time. Grow fast and grow slow. And it's so delicate...

Whatever happens happens. I'll always mean something to him... but we are twenty... young and searching for different things. And I know within this time that Abel is away, I will be changing too.

Maybe even more drastically because my child-like attitudes have wrecked havoc on my life and I'm the only one that I can blame. In a way I feel like I've been granted this time to fix things to figure shit out. Something about this time around feels likes I should be doing things differently. I lost friends, I lost family, I lost a significant other and it's my time to reclaim whatever I lost.

"And your family?" Chance looked at me, having already known it was on my list of things to fix but that was before I realized not everything can be fixed. Nor should everything be fixed by me.

I gave him a sheepish smile. Knew already he would try to lecture me as Chance was always preaching forgiveness and love and the whole works but I couldn't bring myself to be as nice as him.

"Well..." I mumbled and he eyed me, patiently waiting. "Ever since I left and moved out the apartment I just haven't spoken to them." I pushed the words out quickly no pauses just one breath like ripping off a band aid. Chance said nothing. Kinda looked to his left and it was silent for a while before he shrugged.