The Group Chat 2 [Slow Updates]

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It's nearing towards fall and at first you could hardly notice. The sun still shined brightly in the sky, giving off weird feeling of warmth that made it seem as if summer would never end. Leaves were still fully colored their bold shade of green and hardly ever fell from trees unless they were shaken off in some way by the occasional squirrel. You could still wear a regular tee and shorts with no fear of your exposed skin becoming cold later on in the evening. Though, slowly but surely, the real effects of fall would come soon and I'm pretty sure we'll all notice. But right now, as I sit by the window of our bedroom in a peaceful and calming silence that won't be broken anytime soon, all of my thoughts about the weather seem to be the least of my worries.

In New York, I never got to sit in silence and actually enjoy the view of my surroundings. My day consisted of working, coming home to a dark apartment when I'd get off and crashing on my living room couch with a bowel of Cinnamon Toast Crunch as episodes of Friends played on Netflix. Then repeat. Every single day. I didn't want a day off from work and it's not like I absolutely needed the money, I just didn't want to stay in my miserable box of a home with nothing to do. And yeah, I went to visit Katie and Kris and mom most times but the moment those guys start up an argument about absolutely nothing, is the moment I'd start to drain out, lose energy, and grow insanely tired with trying to keep up with their constant bickering. So I'd leave and go across the road to my apartment, not even caring enough to make it to my bed.

There's no time in the busy city that is New York for moments like this. Something always has to be done, things always have to get taken care of so you can't stop and actually take a look at the sky, and even if you do, it wouldn't be for long. I had a routine that I'd gotten used to because I knew that I had to. I was a trapped zombie, repeating the tragedies of my life because it was all I knew how to do.

That is, until I met Avery.

Someone I've grown to love. Though I must admit, when I first met Avery I thought that he was stuck up and rude and disrespectful but he quickly proved me wrong. He showed me something different and broke my routine carelessly. I was so used to being independent that at first I didn't even let the guy do something as simple as holding the door for me. But when he insisted I didn't dare try to argue. I'd asks him why'd he become so nice to me and he'd say that "a princess like you should be treated like one". I'd just nod and try to hide  the blush in cheeks.

Everything that I knew about life was tossed right out of the window when it came to him. I wasn't trapped when he was around, I wasn't miserable. He brought me to this peaceful, calming silence that I like to call my freedom. He showed me the ways of actual love and now, I'm different. And for that I'm grateful.

Jesus fuckin christ, that man is my ever-

'Baby.'

I'm snapped out of deep thought as I glance over at Avery and his little girl in awe. She's a gorgeous mixture of Dominican and African American which I think is the most incredible thing. It's no wonder that when Avery, Auyden and I walk around in public people stop and stare, giving us all nasty looks that we're too busy to care about. All that matters is that we're happy, right? I'm not about to mess up my happiness for someone who doesn't even know us. There's no way in the world I'd let the stares and the mean murmurs get to my head when I've got an amazing little girl and fiance to spend time with.

I stand to my feet, looking down at my attire-which is basically just knee high socks and one of Avery's oversized shirts with Spongebob Squarepants on the front-before looking over at the two. 'Is everyone else okay?' I ask in worry, stepping closer.

'What? Oh yeah, they good. ' Avery shrugged, seeming as of he didn't think any of what we'd been told was a big deal. 'Kenny and Meech jus fought but it wasn't nun serious. They always gettin into it.'

'But uncle Kenny had a tape on his nose! And scratches and uncle Meech had the scratches too. They made each other look ugly ! Best friends don't make each other look ugly all the time, right?'

I watched in amusement as the little girl spoke with bright doe eyes, fear laced within her tone. I watched as Avery grinned and shook his head. 'They're not supposed to, but you're uncles just weren't thinkin straight when they did it.' He responded.

'Well they better start thinking straight because uncle Kenny looks like a raccoon with his eye like it is. You should see it Miss Erin, it's nasty.'

'Oh is it, now?' I question with a raised eyebrow.

'Mhm, it made me get the goosebumps.' She explained, rubbing her arm and slightly shivering, causing a giggle to escape from my lips.

'The important thing is that they both alive. I swear, I thought that we were gonna pull up to a crime scene when Dope started to tell me about Nyier's lil moment with a pistol over the phone. Surprisingly, nobody got shot.' Avery shrugged before grabbing a hold of my hand and pulling me to his side, snaking his arm around my waist and planting a kiss on my forehead. 'Y'all wanna watch a movie or somethin?'

At this question, Auyden perks up catching both of us off guard as she gasps and points. 'The Percy one ! I wanna watch the one with the man goat !' She cheeses at the both of us, her big bright hazel eyes making it hard for me to say no to; not that I'd ever want to anyway.

'The Lighting Thief?' I asks, gazing up at Avery for confirmation. He nods then smiles.

'We can watch that one mama.' He tells her. He looks tired and more than likely needs sleep, but he didn't dare let it show in his words.

'C'mon.' Avery beckoned for us to follow him downstairs but I paused, a thought entering my brain and making me unknowingly frown.

'I'll be down, I need to make a phone call really quick.'

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A little bit on Erin, since she is Avery's fiance. Hope you enjoyed.

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