What If Three Days Meant Forever?

Love & Panic

Nico POV

Four days until the wedding.

Ever since my talk with Will, I've practically been sitting on pins and needles waiting for the time to come for us to go home. Of course, if Will decides he isn't ready to tell his mom, that's fine, but if he is, that's amazing.

I never got the chance to come out to my mom. I'd like to think she'd have been accepting or that she already knew before I did. Though, just knowing how devastated I'd be if she wasn't accepting, makes me sure that Will would be absolutely crushed and I'm going to need to be there for him no matter what. Right now, he's out on a walk with Abigail-Violet, probably trying to get to know his step-sibling better so I stumble my way down to the kitchen in hopes of a snack but instead find a note on the counter.

Dear William,

I will be back later. For now, I want you to give the attached note to your soon-to-be step-father. He will tell you what to do after reading it. Also, don't read the attached note. It's not your business. Grown up stuff. See you soon!

With Love,
Mom

I guess I could always give this to Mr. Anderson considering Will won't be able to.

I make my way out to the backyard, where Mr. Anderson always seems to be and of course, he's there, adjusting some of the lanterns. "Uh, hi, Mr. Anderson." He looks around before his eyes land on me and he stumbles a bit on his ladder.

"Oh! Hello. Startled me." he chuckles. Now see, Mr. Anderson is a rather skinny man with a thin beard and gelled auburn hair. "You must be one of Will's friends." I smile politely at the recognition.

"Yeah, I'm Nico."

"Right. How are you kids settling in?" He asks as he climbs his way down the ladder.

"We're doing alright." I answer. "It's a really nice house. Spacious."

"Well, hopefully after the wedding it'll be ours." He chuckles. "What've you got there?" I hand him the letter.

"This was on the counter. From Naomi."

"Ah. Right." He looks it over. "Okay then. Where is Will?"

"He went for a walk with Abigail-Violet."

"Right. Well, would you mind doing some of these chores?" My eyes widen.

"Uh, sure?"

"Thank you." He says as he hands me the list.

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Naomi POV

"Alright, kids. What do you want to get?" I ask, gingerly staring at the adorable faces of P.J and M.J. It still feels sort of strange to call them by the nicknames given to them by their mother.

As far as I'm concerned, she's crazy. In a psychiatric ward or something, being treated because she had some sort of mental breakdown. She apparently only got worse when Thomas divorced her. It's really none of my business and I hope that woman gets better, but I do think he was doing the right thing by cutting ties with her. What kind of example would she be setting for the children?

He told me it was because his first daughter passed away. Maybe Ruby? No, Rosemary! I do wonder from time to time if he could ever see the signs that she may break, down the line. There are usually signs for those psychopaths on T.V and how they started off by skinning cats in their free time.

Then again, love makes you blind.

When I met Apollo, he completely swept me off my feet. I'd fallen in love with a total stranger against my better judgement and just rode with the wind. He was so charming and sometimes egotistical so I tried to play hard to get, if you will.