Hi, I wrote such a long chapter about April that I had to devide it into two. Hope you like it
April's pov “Hi Cyrus, Lu- Lily.” I said, suddenly feeling really self-conscious about my appearance. By chance I had taken a shower and brushed my teeth, but I was dressed in shorts and a tank top. I wasn’t even wearing a bra or any make-up. My hair was flat on my head, while I usually styled my p
He laughed with her, “I guess you do things differently here. How old are you, about twenty? When I was your age I was getting drunk every night and going out. Holy shit, you’re far more mature than I was at that age, maybe even now.” I smiled at them, “you’re not that old Cyrus.” Cyrus was in his
Cyrus’ pov I have been going to April’s house once or twice a week for three weeks now, but April has still not stepped a foot outside her fucking house. I can see she is doing a bit better, she is wearing more make-up, is smiling more and sadly she is wearing a bra again. I kind of loved seeing he
April looked at me with interest, she was probably wondering where I was going with this. “I am happy you’re still able to be friends with her. And I’m happy you found something to do that you love.” I laughed, “but you are wondering why I fucking told you this whole story?” April laughed, “a bit.
April’s pov Crap. I am pretty sure Cyrus just saw me heal myself and after almost revealing the truth to him. I knew I was being selfish not telling him who I was. He deserved so much more. But seeing him made my day easier, it made me forget what happened. He was like medicine to me and when he wa
Cyrus' pov Fuck. I shouldn’t have said I loved her, but she looked so god damn perfect on the bed. She felt so good and truth be told, I knew I loved her way before today. I was taking things slow, but that didn’t mean my feelings were going slow. But saying the words had fucking ruined my chances
Cyrus’ pov I had to go back, because I had a late shift. Lily drove me back and I was freaking out. What the fuck. How do I even behave? Should I treat her like she’s the fucking queen? I went home and took Bear and Snake outside for a bit, before going to the shelter. Was I in shock? Why was I so
My dogs could feel my nerves and were jumping around. Fuck I was not making a great impression right now. I walked to April’s door and before I could ring the bell, a tall boy pushed April out in her wheelchair. “This is Oliver.” April said. I didn’t expected her to bring her son to meet me. Well