"Do you love me?"
"Yes."
"Well then show me because right now you are just like every guy out here."
Serena's path has crossed with Chuck Clayton and her life has never been the same. But will the Southside girl and former Riverdale bad boy make it...
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"Is she going to be okay Pop?"
"I think she'll be fine. Serena is a strong woman and she works hard. I've known her for awhile now and she's been through so much. I have been concerned lately because she's been work 12 hour shifts for almost a week but she said she was fine. Now I see she's not."
"Can she take some time off? I mean what if this happened to her and she was driving? She would have been killed."
"I know Chuck, I know. I'm going to give her the rest of the week off so she can relax."
"No you're not," I speak up, my eyes still closed but trying to regain my strength so I can sit up and face Chuck and Pop.
"I don't need any days off, I'll just take a sleeping pill and go to sleep until it's time for work."
"No Serena, I gotta put my foot down this time." Pop puts his hand up when I try to interject.
"Now Chuck tells me you barely made it into the door and you fainted. I know you work hard but you need a break."
"Pop honestly I'm fine," I state getting up quickly from the couch. The room starts getting dizzy and fall back on the couch, hitting my head on the end of the couch where a pillow is supposed to be.
"See Serena, you need to stay here and relax!" Chuck exclaims rushing towards me rubbing the back of my head with his huge fingers.
"Serena, I'm giving you the rest of the week off. Don't worry about the pay," Pop pauses when he takes in my frown. "I'll still pay you for a couple days but PLEASE take care of yourself."
"Okay," I heavily sigh wincing at the hunger pain beating up my stomach.
"Well I'm gonna go," Pop grabs a leather bag and heads out the door. "Take care of her, Chuck. See you in church on Sunday."
Chuck nods at Pop and shuts the door on his way out. He grabs a cup and fills it with water before he gives it to me.
"Here, drink up," Chuck rubs my forehead with his thumb as I take the cup and drink slowly from it.
The room still feels like it's spinning and Chuck looks at me and grabs my cup, putting it down and picks me up off the couch. He walks into my bedroom and slowly lays me on the bed, his eyes never leaving my face. He slowly takes off my pants and my face heats up I'm sure that means I'm blushing really hard.
"Don't worry, I would never sleep with you in the state that you in. I want you to be lucid and clear when I fuck you." Chuck remarks tucking me into the bed.
I roll my eyes and prop my pillow in a position that helps me fall asleep. Chuck starts walking out the door and I lean up a little, disappointed to see him leave, even though we still hadn't talked.
"Where are you going?" I inquire. "I'm going to let you rest, it's been a long night," Chuck points out towards my alarm clock. It's now 6:00am.
