First Sight

Present.

Alex's POV

John and I both graduated today.
22 years old.

John's mom let us keep the old apartment, and apparently we have neighbors now.

Yay. *sarcasm*

John and I have been doing well. We haven't split up once, however the fights were expected. But we got through them together. He gets jealous easily, so that is a huge cause of our disagreements. Although, I can admit that I, too, have caused the majority of them. I will fight about anything and everything. A lot of them are silly, "What comes first, the chicken or the egg?" kinds of things. Others are "You don't love me." kind of deals. There's a variety if subjects.

Right now, we are at the height of our existence and relationship. Peggy and Martha (They are 20 now!) are staying in the extra bedroom for now, since they are together and his mom still doesn't know about them. They are both in college and didn't want to get a dorm.

So we have to deal with them.

Luckily the walls are thick and basically soundproof, and our rooms are separated by a hallway.

It's 10 pm. The girls are finishing up their sophomore year of college. They have been dating for about 5 years, John and I passed our 4th more than half a year ago.

Everything is...
Perfect.

The love of my life is beside me as I think these thoughts. The girls who mean everything to me are only a few steps away.

John is laying in my arms.

And the entire "boy toy" thing 4 years ago? Dealt with and done. We don't fuck every night, because... no. But it is fairly regular. John tells me when it's too far, and sometimes vise-versa. We fuck at least twice a month. At most? About 5 times a week, sometimes 6. I wasn't lying when I said, "We don't fuck every night."

His mental health has rocketed to it's highest point. He's been clean for about 3 years. He had a withdraw kind of deal one day after a panic attack. I just got back to class and saw him with a knife in his hand, dark red spilling from his wrists.

He was put back into therapy for a year. His depression is pretty much cleared, and anxiety is still slightly there. But he's getting better. And so am I.

Martha is on meds now, probably for the rest of college. She attempted a few times during her senior year of high school and freshman year of college. She wrote notes and left voicemails. It was hard for everyone.

John's dad is still out of here, Laf and Herc got married a few days ago, the weekend before graduation. I was a groomsman, and so was John. Eliza was the maid of honor. The other sisters, including Martha, we bridesmaids. Laf wore a gorgeous dress, by the way. Herc wore a nice suit and normal whatever. He cried first.
Next to John.

John has been talking about marriage a lot recently, but I don't want to
a) seem like we are copying?
b) rush things.

Two valid reasons.
But I do want to spend the rest of my life with him.

Because he is my life. Without him, I'm nothing.

He gives me happiness. He gives me pride. He gives me hope. He gives me everything.

I love him with my entire heart and a bit more.

With my entire existence.

Of course, there is a special place for the public and my friends, but John has most of it. My boy.

Anyway, I have been applying for different jobs and guess what! Jefferson.

His dad owns a company and he wants me to work there. He said it would be an office kind of job, mainly writing about how great their company is.

But guess what! G.Wash also wants me to work for his company. The opposing company. I can't wait to work here! John is still deciding on being an animal specific biology teacher and going back to school to get the shit for teaching, or if he wants to just study animal biology and work at places where he can both be educated and educate others.

I think he's doing option two, considering he has applied to at least visit a few animal lab things. I know nothing of the matter.

Best part? G.Wash says my starting salary will be around $60,000. That is enough to support John and I fairly comfortable. Plus, John has been working at a shelter for a while and has a $40,000 salary.

We'll be okay.

Laf and Herc are both soon-to-be owners of a new fashion company, yet to be named. Herc is amazing at sewing and Laf is wondrous at design. Perfect pair.
Gucci who?

Eliza and Angie are now in California. Eliza is starting in acting, and Angie is starting in directing. They are going to school near LA to get more education focused on that.

Jefferson is in jail. Hah.
Madison is living alone, waiting for Jefferson. 'Dead' my ass.

That's pretty much a filler.

Everyone has their shit together and everything is lovely. Perfect, even.