I'm back!! Sorry for such a long delay. I'll be hopefully updating more now that things have settled down slightly in my life.
Love always,
Quinn
It had been almost a week since we were at the cabin. Nick and myself were anxiously waiting for a phone call.
When I say anxious; I mean pacing around Jessica's living room starting at the phone.
Finally, it rang.
It was a 401, Rhode Island area code. Nick dove across the table and scooped up his phone.
"H-hello?" He stuttered.
"Hi boys" a huge smile grew on his face.
Nice paced around the room as he spoke on the phone; the call went on for about 20 minutes. I sat anxiously and waited.
He hung up the phone and gave me a grave look.
"Well, fuck."
"Oh no what did they say?" My heart sunk.
"The plumber couldn't get the pipes unfrozen, he has to wait for parts..." he trailed off.
"BUT ITS OURS! AND FUCKING CHEAP!"
He screamed
"You cunt!" I ran over and dove into his arms. I was so happy.
Both of us were surviving the past week or so off our savings accounts, living on Jessica's couch.
He planted a kiss on my lips and jumped up and down like a school girl.
"JESSICA!!!!!" He belted
"We're mov-"
As she came out from the bedroom, her eyes were puffy and red.
"He fired me too" she whispered.
My excitement turned to anger when she spoke. That fuck.
Kicks out and fires Nick for some vendetta he had; now takes it out on Jess? Also he fucked with me by dragging my tires.
"Let's go; I've had enough" I say, my face beat red.
"Flynn, breath..please" Nick begged.
"I'll kill him, I fucking will." I was determined to kill this man.
"Let's just all go get drunk and celebrate, we just got the cabin and Jess; you are free from that asshat" Nick motioned
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We had a drink or two at the slope, but Jess just was not in the mood for fun. She had her wine and went home and left us to our own devices.
Nick dragged me out to his van and we took off towards Jessica's.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Well we need to get the keys" he shot.
"Where are we going to get them?"
I ask.
"It's a Rhode trip, like Rhode."
He really put emphasis on Rhode.
"Huh?" I reply, dumbfounded.
"R..h..o..d..e" he smiled.
"What in gods name are you talking abo- OH! I get it Rhode Island!"
I felt so stupid for not catching it.
He began to laugh and told me about how the real estate market sucked, and nobody wanted this dated cabin in the middle of nowhere, so they decided to rent it to us. Under the condition that one week in August they could come use the cabin for vacation.
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What I Left Behind (boyxboy)
Teen Fiction[COMPLETED] Flynn, 22, leaves his home in the city and heads north; He finds the boy he left back in high school, the one who haunted him for years. Nick Nolan. Picking up where they left off all those years ago; things seem happy and life seem...
