The Wait Is Over (BxB) Book 1

Chapter 20

                                                  Pierce's Pov.

I was going crazy, I debated to go after him or stay here and wait for when he gets back.

He will come back, right?

I plop on the bed with a long sigh, wincing when I did fuck everything hurt, who would have thought Kevin’s dad could punch.

The fucked up thing was that I could not hold a grudge against him, the old man just wanted to protect his son.

A little too late if you ask me but I guess I can understand.

I felt the same way when it came to Kevin, I would stick him in a bubble to protect him from harm, pain and diseases.

I meant what I said; he finding out does not change my thinking.

Even if he did not want me as a boyfriend, lover or husband then I will stay as a friend.

A crazy, jealous and possessive friend.

I got up off my ass and started cleaning up the mess me and Kevin’s father made.

It was still so weird him knowing me from back in 1955, in fact all this has been like a dream.

It started with a nightmare, continue with confusion and if I have anything to do about it, it would end with happiness.

As soon as I cleaned up the mess, I went to get some money out of the box Kevin keeps in.

I need to get a job so that he can see I can provide for him.

I snort loudly ‘him’, never in my life thought I would be planning a life with a ‘he’ and not a ‘she’.

After putting my coat on I started walking with hands in my pockets, I was planning to get somethings to eat and drink for when Kevin came back.

I had a feeling we were going to have a long talk, hopefully ending with a kiss and an I love you forever.

In a perfect world Pierce, in a perfect world knowing Kevin he is going to fight it to the bone.

He is a stubborn jackass.

Awhile after fighting with the cashier on the amount, I owed her and a 'back in my time a soda cost 10 cents' talk, I paid her and left the supermarket.

I was going to make some food; I can read instructions from a box.

Funny back in my day, I would be all about a woman’s place was in the kitchen but now after all I saw it was nothing different, a woman has choices, they can work and cook.

They do more than some man sometimes.

I finish making food and still no Kevin, why was he not here?

Does he not want to talk to me?

I open a beer bottle, and walk towards the window.

It had started raining at some point tonight and it seemed to empty and sad out there.

As I lifted the bottle of beer, my eyes could not help but find the oak tree where I used to stand and watch Kevin.