Your POV
Slowly and groggily you open your eyes, arising to a completely different setting with no memory of the past hour.
"Hi, how are you feeling?" Veronica asks concern showing in her voice.
"What...Jake, Veronica, wait...Lucy and Maxwell?" What is going on?"
"Veronica found you as you attempted suicide, and we had to come back due to financial issues," Lucy explained, placing her hand on yours.
"And we have news! You're going to see Paul with Veronica and me!" Jake exclaimed.
Veronica froze. "Jake, you weren't supposed to say anything to our parents..." she muttered.
It was too late. The damage was done.
"You dirty no good robbing brats..." Maxwell roared. "Why I oughta..."
You practically were crying tears of joy. You couldn't believe that your grandkids would steal from their own parents just so you could see your beloved Paul again. You never thought they, especially Veronica, with her intelligence, would stoop that low.
But they did, and you thanked them for that.
"Oh, come here, you cherubs..." you cried, embracing your thieves with a weak hug.
Lucy and Maxwell looked at one another and sighed. "I mean, as long as she's happy..." Lucy began, confused about how to feel.
"But how will we get our money back? Let's not forget that these children stole our money." Maxwell groaned.
"Hey. We can work it out."
Multiple Beatles references here. I guess that's just my thing in my books.
The next chapters will be a lot more interesting with the concert, I promise!
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Confidante
Fanfiction"You used to be my confidante, my underneath the staircase friend, but I fell out of love with you, and brought our romance to an end..." You are babysitting your grandkids so their parents can go on a much needed vacation. Due to their age, they ar...
