I’m packing up the place I called home for the past two weeks. Two weeks ago. I hit rock bottom. I fell straight into depression. But everyone and I mean everyone never gave up on me. And him. He came when I said I needed him the most. He was there. Every step of the way. I honestly knew what I was asking for when I said I needed him. It was the biggest cry for help. I didn’t want to come back here for the reasons I told them that night but I knew I had to. I accepted it and believed these two weeks would help. And they did tremendously. I’m feeling a lot better now. I feel like the weight of the past five years is finally off my shoulders. I spent the past 10 days in a mental health facility for teenage girls. Lily owns and runs the place. She does an amazing job. Group therapy is good. But my thoughts and lightbulb moments usually happen on the pink plush couch of Lily’s office. She has many seating options but the pink couch has and always will be my favouri
She’s back. I have spent the past two weeks on edge. I knew it was what she needed to recover, move on to finally allow herself to be happy for real. I missed her so much. Her smile. Her little routines. I missed it all. It was hard without her but we did it. And seeing her flash that smile at me from across the street made it all worth it. The time apart so she can heal and grow. I picked her up from the facility and she looked lighter and happier than I’d ever seen her. We spent the car ride talking and catching up. The ease she spoke with and strength to go through what she did. We went and got ice-cream continuing the tradition. We went home so she could see her brothers after we had spent the last couple hours together. The girls have a night planned for her tonight and Josie is going to spend the night with her. Per Em’s request. But Josie already made a group chat with me, Cole and Damien to send updates to because she knows she would want that. She is the lig
The past week since I’ve been home has been the best. We didn’t have classes as we took it off for me, just ease into things mine for valid reasons and Kingston because Coach pulled some strings which I’m grateful for. We have spent most of the time together, we went on dates because I didn’t want to spend too much time inside. Mainly morning walks to campus for coffee from Glazes which we enjoyed on campus. We explored Boston a bit going to various places. We still had our ‘grey’s and cuddles’ nights which we both enjoy almost too much, we are both introverted in nature. We laughed and chatted over ice cream. We spent the time at both his and mine. So we could spend time with both his and my friends. We played games which always gets competitive and had movie nights at both places. He also may or may not have participated in karaoke once. We had dinner with my family. Tate loves him. Damien adores him after everything that happened before, after and during those 3 weeks an
The butterflies swarm my stomach as we are driving to his family home in Boston. I’m going to meet his parents and sister today. Am I anxious? Hell yes. But Kingston assured me they know what happened as he asked if he could tell them which I didn’t mind, it isn’t something I try to hide but it also isn’t something I’m actively going around and telling people. I’m mean he already knew Cole and Damien is pretty good once he knows your intentions and Tate well she is harmless. I had Kingston tell me everything about them before I came. His mom is Lucy a physical therapist and dad is Johnathan an English professor at Harvard. Who was a Bruins fan hence knowing my father not personally but through a tv screen. Then there’s his baby sister Cora who is 10, 1 year older than Tate and she skates as well. We are actually going home so we can take Cora to the Fun Fair that’s in town here in there neighbourhood. I was going to bring Tate but she had a lot going on with school and ska
Tonight is the night I plan to tell her. Josie asked me if I did that night and I said yes. But I wanted to wait so it wasn’t tainted by bad memories of pain, hurt and anxiety. I’ve shown her but neither of us have uttered the words yet. So taking her to see my family today had its ulterior motives, 1. she met my family and well they loved her, my dad and Cora both kept telling me I’m punching well above my weight, I know I am with her. Anyone would be. And 2. so Josie could set up their apartment with rose petals, and well everything that makes it lovey-dovey in a way Em would like because I know she isn’t one for full on romance and she appreciates the small things. The room is set up inspired by all our memories we’ve made along the way. We both fell fast and hard. With no barriers, nothing to catch us except each other and neither wanting to let go. I’m in this for the long haul well forever, really. Josie messaged me as we left the fun fair and dropped Cora home aft
“Good morning baby.” Kingston says when I roll over and see him standing in the door with a cup of coffee in hand. “Morning.” I say sleep evident in my tone. I sit up as he walks over and sits on the edge of the bed before me, leaning in to press a kiss on me. But I move away quickly when he frowns I say “morning breath.” I take care of that in the bathroom. “Can I kiss you now?” He says in the doorway to the bathroom. “Yes you can since you’ve been so patient.” I say leaning to kiss his lips. The kiss intensifies as he grabs my neck pulling me closer as I thread my hands in his hair. It deepens when are tongues fight for control as they flick in each other’s mouths. I fall back against the counter as he pushes me never coming up for air. He lifts me onto the counter now and I open my legs so he can step between them which he does at the same time I move my legs to wrap around him. Running my fingers through his soft brown hair feels so fucking good, I tug on it as he s
“BOYS WE NEED TO BE HARD, STRONG AND FAST OUT THERE. Harvard are a different side since we played them in round one ok, so pulled your heads in and beat their asses.” Coach Hale commands. No wonder where Josie gets her angry flare from. He’s right Harvard are playing so much better to how they did in that first game against us. Since they aren’t out of state it’s still technically at home just not at our stadium so we always have a fanbase at these games but still far enough away to have a hotel. Which means it’s the first time I haven’t been with Em since she got back, she wasn’t worried. She has the girls and Damien and if she needs we aren’t that far anyway. I was more worried than her as she basically pushed me onto the bus with a kiss. But that hasn’t meant we haven’t made exceptional use of face-time for chatting and updates. Which sometimes turns a bit steamy which results in me rubbing one out in the shower so my roommate, Austen can’t hear me all the whilst picturing
Josie has been going through a lot recently hence the suggestion of making use of the outdoor hot tub on the roof of our apartment. We use it a lot in the summer not so much in the winter. I fly into Josie’s room where she is watching friends snuggled against Austen, well really she is asleep and he is just watching her with love and adoration. Again, really happy she has him as a boyfriend he loves her so much and is by her side through everything. His gazes flickers to mine. “Is there something you wanted?” he asks. “All good, I’ll ask when she comes too again. How was last night?” referring to the faint noises I heard from her room which weren’t pleasant in the slightest. “She was in a lot of pain and spent it in the bathroom most of the night. It’s hard Em really hard.” His gaze raises to mine and I can see the utter pain and helpless in it. We are still getting to know each other for Kingston and Josie but I can see he needs someone to confide in as neither of us ha