as we got into the car, i started wondering about we are going to do after this. are we going to go back to ohio? are we going to stay here?
my anxiety was getting to me, so i decided to ask tyler.
"what are we going to do after this?"
i ask as he started the car.
"well, i was thinking about going to the hotel after."
he started to drive.
"no. long term. are we going to go back to columbus or what?"
i smile at his comment.
"well, i'm not sure."
he looked at me for a second.
"we could stay here a little bit longer until we find something better to do."
he says.
"that seems alright to me."
i grin.
🦋🌸🦋
after disneyland, we went back to the hotel.
"we can always move somewhere else."
tyler said, as he jumped onto the bed.
"but where?"
i say down next to him.
"i don't know. somewhere cool. somewhere we have never been before."
he smiled.
"ok. with what money?"
i try getting the question out of him again.
"leave that to me."
he grinned stupidly as he got up and turned the tv on.
"where are you going to find that money from?"
i pry the answer out of him.
"since you always ask."
he rolled his eyes.
"i guess it's finally time to tell you where i get all my money from."
he sits back down on the bed.
"i'm listening."
i move closer to him.
"i'm... a gay hooker."
he said with a straight face. looking at me right in the eyes.
i bursted our laughing at that.
"seriously, you couldn't have found a better excuse than that one?"
i try to say in between laughs.
"ok. ok. you caught me. i'm not actually a gay hooker. i'm just a rich white guy."
he confuses.
i quickly stop laughing.
"wait, really?"
i put my serious face on.
"well, not technically. my parents are that rich ones, they just give me money."
he says, looking down at his hands.
"who would have thought."
i smile at him.
"that still doesn't change my perspective on you. i still love you just as much as i did a minute before. i ain't no gold digger."
i stand up and take my phone off the charger.
i look at my notifications and see that my boss has texted me.
"tyler..."
"yes?"
"my boss just texted me."
"shit really?"
he got up and went to see what she said.
he took my phone and read the messages.
hey.
where are you guys? tyler's not answering his phone.
please respond.
call me once you get these.
"shit. i forgot that we didn't tell her that i knew."
i say, looking at the messages she texted.
"what do i say?"
i ask him.
he paces around the room.
"don't say anything. if she calls, don't pick up. i had my phone off so i didn't know she was texting me."
he stopped pacing the room and room out his phone.
he turns on his phone to see that she left tons of messages.
how's everything going?
what are you doing?
hello?
answer me.
omg tyler.
ANSWER YOUR PHONE.
"damn. she seems pretty angry."
tyler puts away his phone.
"well, what are we going to do?"
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Fanfiction[jyler] jenna works at an old restaurant that no one goes to anymore, just the usual old married couple that order the same thing every time. it's a low-paid job, but jenna has to work somewhere for money. one day, a man walks into the restaurant...
