serendipity

25: "i forgive you"

(seraphina's pov)

it's been around two weeks since ezra and i went on our last date and he slept over.

since then, a lot of my focus has been on school during the weekdays and during the weekends, my family and work.

thanksgiving is the week after next and then on the 30th, it's dad's anniversary.

my heart grows heavier every time i think about it so i will myself not to at least ten times a day.

today is saturday which means laundry day for max and i. xavier gave me a break this weekend so i'm trying to find things to fill my time.

i haven't talked to ezra yet, today. it's just about 10 a.m. so i'll likely get a text good morning around noon.

max has been buried in his coloring books since he woke up while also watching power rangers.

he restarted the seasons.

just as i put the load of laundry in the washer my phone started ringing.

i picked it up and saw ezra calling which was weird since he isn't normally awake at this time, lately.

we've all been cramming to get our classes done with so he's been tired.

i pick up and say, "hey, you're up early." i laugh a little bit and then notice he hasn't said anything yet. my brows furrow and i say, "ezra?"

he sighs and says, "ser, i decided to be an impulsive little shit and i texted alessandro," anger evident in his tone.

my eyes widen at his tone and i ask carefully, "are you ready to talk to him?"

"no, ser, i'm not," he snaps and i sigh and close my eyes.

i understand his situation and i want to help as much as possible but i don't know how to do that if he's snapping at me.

i hear him inhale deeply and he softly says, "im sorry i snapped at you. im not mad at you, im mad at myself."

"i get it, it's okay. just don't make it a reoccurring thing," i softly but firmly say.

"it won't happen again, i promise."

"what did you say to him?" i ask softly, hoping to dissolve some of his anger.

"i told him i wanted to talk," he sighs, "i was up early because i couldn't sleep thinking about it. i just want it over with so i texted him and he's on his way to my house now."

i could tell he was grimacing from his tone.

"what can i do to help you?" i ask desperately.

he was beating himself up over all of this and it was stressing him out.

"can you and max come over? will you talk to him with me? just sit with me?" he desperately asks, his voice breaking at the end.

i shut my eyes tightly, the pain in his voice hurting my heart.

"of course, we'll be there soon," i hurriedly say while putting on my shoes and grabbing my keys.

"okay," he whispers and then hangs up.

"max!" i call out and he comes into my room where i was grabbing my shoes from.

"get your shoes and coat please, my love. we need to go to ezra's," i say, trying not to rush him.

his eyes light up and he runs to get his stuff and we hurry out the door as fast as we can.