All Chapters of How We End II: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 39It was Friday in no time.Dean and I were busy with work majority of the week. There was a time where he and his team had to pull an all-nighter, so I didn't see him at all that day. I understood, though. He was really working as hard as he could trying to secure this business deal and I was rooting for him heavily.I also had a lot of work to do at the office, seeing as Mr Hughes had given us a task of submitting the best five works from the recent submissions we've got. There were a lot of submissions and there were a lot of captivating stories, making it difficult to decide.Connor and I started speaking again. Not like we ever really stopped, according to him. He refrained from bringing the topic of Dean up whenever we spoke and I was grateful for that. I did tell him that we had gotten back together and if the news had hurt him, he definitely did a good job in showing no signs of it. He simply told me that he was happy for me.I guess he really meant it when he said th

Chapter 42"All done." Dean said after applying ointment on my chest. "See? It looks better than it did last night.""Thanks." I said to him with a small smile.When Dean and I got home last night, he insisted I stand under the shower for a while, seeing as running lukewarm water was the best way to treat a scald. When I got out of the shower and put a big tee on, I was too tired to do anything else so I fell asleep immediately.By the time I woke up, Dean was already up working on a few things on his laptop beside me. I watched him work for a couple minutes before he suggested we shower together.Although the burn wasn't as red as it was last night, Dean still insisted we apply some ointment on it when we got out of the shower. Luckily, I had one in my first aid box, so he took it out of there before sitting us both down on the bed and applying it tenderly. It felt nice to be taken care of so gently over something that wasn't as serious or life threatening.I watched as Dean placed

Chapter 44Just as I had planned and intended to, I had gotten up before Dean.Much more earlier.I made sure I had everything in order and in place for how I wanted the day to go. I didn't want a single thing to go wrong. I unconsciously caught myself muttering silent prayers that everything would go according to plan, because natural order of things tend to outweigh whatever plan we set out in life.I made sure I had the living room adorned with suitable decorations. I was careful not to make any noise while I did everything I wanted to. When I was done, there was a broad smile spread across my face and an inward feeling of satisfaction. When I noticed the day getting bright, I hurriedly moved in silent steps back to the room where Dean was still sleeping peacefully on the bed.I carefully slipped back into bed, laying somewhat sideways in a way that my elbows rested on the pillow while my head was supported by my hand. I found myself watching him with intent love-struck eyes as h

Chapter 46I was expecting to see Dean waiting for me outside my office after I made a quick stop there to grab my bag.But, I didn’t.I found it quite odd seeing as his text stated that he was on his way up like five minutes earlier, but I chose not to question it. The thought of him stopping by at Kendra’s office to say hi did cross my mind, but I was quick to recall that Kendra clocked out a while ago. I simply decided to take the elevator down to the ground floor, assuming something delayed him and hoping to see him there.By the time I got out of the elevator, I let my eyes scan around for him. I finally spotted him, or rather, his back, as he stood facing a much shorter lady who appeared to have been speaking to him with the most flirtatious eyes you could imagine. Her brunette hair was in perfect silky waves which flowed all the way to her lower back. She had a round face and full lips which were painted a deep red color. She was dressed in a checkered suit, the better part of

Chapter 48“Aww, so Dean really is leaving next week?” Lydia asked, sending me a sad look from where she sat on her office chair.I, on the other hand, was sprawled on her couch on my stomach, while my head rested upon the arm of the couch that my hands were hung limply over.“Yeah,” I verified, blowing raspberry, “he is.”“Aww, I bet that makes you very sad.” She pouted.“It does.” I let out a sigh. “Last night, he brought it up and um, it just kind of messed with my head a little.”“How so?” Lydia enquired.“I don’t know, I don’t think he feels that we’ll be able to make long distance work.” I expressed my honest thoughts.“Did he say that?” Lydia asked, raising an eyebrow.“Not particularly, no.”My conversation with Dean last night scared me in more ways than I let on. Hearing Dean talk about our relationship like we wasn’t certain and like he didn’t have faith that we could do what we had set out to do was truly anxiety inducing.I knew what I was up against when I drove all the