Chapter Twenty-Six

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Days have turned into weeks, and weeks have turned into months

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Days have turned into weeks, and weeks have turned into months. All the while, Seren and I have grown closer. Work has been fine. Things have been good.

I split my pay in half each time. Things are kind of annoying because of the direct deposit, but that's fine. All I do is grab a money order, then mail it to my house, making sure my brother checks the mail each day. Knowing my mom, she'd send some of it back despite our agreement. And that's something I can't have her do.

Furniture is still a luxury I don't have. But to be honest, I don't have a need for it. Most of my days are spent with Seren at her apartment instead of my own. I'm basically living there, which feels... amazing.

Our weekends are spent on dates. More mini golf, movies, dinner. We've even gone gokarting, in which she kicked my butt in natural Seren fashion. But that's neither here nor there.

The changes I've encountered don't matter anymore. Amy's angry looks and attitudes when addressing me don't hurt. At least I don't hear her calling me Sutty anymore. Before, the sudden and random ending of our friendship would have torn me apart. But having Seren... she makes me not care. She makes me feel like I don't have to care.

My boss still stresses every once in a while. He seems better though, and I assume it's because of a certain Emerson. He doesn't get as frustrated as he used to. There's no longer any time to be upset over spilt milk and I can respect that Chandler Novak doesn't care anymore.

And weirdly... we've become good friends. There haven't been any more excursions to strip clubs anymore, but we do hang out. They also include Chance, who I hadn't seen since the trip to the club. He seems better; happy.

Seren and I are the best change I could've asked for. There are times where we feel like a married couple. Fighting over where to go, what to have for dinner, what to watch. It's mundane, wholesome, and I couldn't ask for anything else.

Our sex life has also been active. We're a bit like rabbits that way and my vocabulary has slightly changed because of it. Seren likes dirty talking and I don't mind that.

But all in all, everything just feels amazing right now. My life is in a content spot.

That brings me to now. After a day full of running errands for Mister Novak and fixing codes, I'm home now. Seren is pulling a double today after one of her coworkers got food poisoning, so I won't be seeing her tonight.

Pulling my shirt off, I take a seat and lie back. Today has been a bit tiring after a restless night of tossing and turning, though I'm happy to be home now.

My phone blares, causing me to groan. There's only a few people who would call me and I reckon it's not Seren since she doesn't take her breaks at this time. It could be Mister Novak calling for something, maybe an emergency. I can only hope not. If it's not him, then either Dustin or mom.

Checking the caller ID, I'm surprised to see my mom's name. She's been working a lot these days and I haven't caught her much. Having to live far while she kills herself still hurts, but I can't stop her. She's a grown woman and my mom. I can't force her to do anything.

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