Chapter 1

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I sat in the back of the car with the boxes as we drove to our new home.

I jumped out of the car as soon as Lynda turned off the engine, to stretch my legs.

"Thank Heaven!" I said.

"Is there a house?" Lynda asked ignoring me playfully.

"I think it's half a house." Said Peter hiding his face in my neck.

"Uhhuh." I giggled.

"It's home sweet home!" Peter said.

"Ah, let's get, uh, cozy." We made our way to the car to grab stuff.

We made our way down the stairs boxes in hand, once we got to the ground Peter placed the boxes on the table looking over.

"Hello, neighbor." He said as I rolled my eyes.

Lynda opened the door as we stepped in looking around the room.

"Oh, man. Vince." She drug through a cabinet as my head rested on Peter's shoulder.

"He was sad when he was sober." She signed.

"Vince was sober?" Peter asked kissing my forehead.

"Yeah, when it counted. Ah, we're in business." Lynda opened up a small container.

"I'm gonna go for a walk." Peter said.

"Ok."

"We're going on a walk."

"Go to town."

"Hang those herbs up, though, before you go." We nodded as I grabbed them.

We made our way outside as I quickly hung up the herbs before going over to Peter.

"Come on." I dragged him to the stairs.

"Bye, Mom!" He yelled out as we made our way up the stairs.


Peter pounded into me his neck hid into my neck biting down leaving a deep purple bruise as I gripped onto the bathroom stall, digging my nails into the paint.

"You are so fucking tight." He grunted as I through my head back.

"No, your just so fucking big." I moaned.

"I'm gonna." He didn't finished as he came moaning aloud.

We walked out of the bathroom, as I fixed my hair.

"You are so beautiful." He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I love you so much." I smiled giving him another kiss.

"Perfect timing." Lynda said as Peter showed her the jacket he stole.

"You're mommy's little thief." She said as I showed her my ring.

"Nice one." We high fived.

"Huh? Where's the, uh -." He clicked his fingers.

"Oh, yeah." Lynda went into the drawer pulling out the gun.

"I put all of our tools in here, ok?" Peter and I nodded.

"You didn't need our help at all to clean up this place."

"Oh, I cleaned!" Lynda said happily.

Peter pulled out a pearl necklace holding it out to her.

"You know what they say about pearls before swine." Peter and I looked confused.

"Uh no." I said.

"Ah, well, I'll tell ya later." Lynda told us.

"I cooked pork chops but it's OK."

"OK."

Lynda pour us all a glass of wine before leaning back.

"To our new home." We clinked our glasses together leaning back.




The next day, I was at the market getting some fruit as I didn't want to eat junk food.

I placed an apple in my basket as I felt eyes on me.

I turned around.

He sent me a smile as I ignored him grabbing oranges.

I tried to pick up a peach as it fell out of my hands rolling on the ground.

I was going to grab it as a another hand grabbed it, looking up to see the guy that was staring at me.

"Uh, thanks." I said taking it from him.

"No problem, I'm Roman, and you must be new as I've never seen your beautiful face before." I smiled looking down.

"That I am new, I just moved here with my boyfriend and his mom." I said.

"Well, it was nice to meet you." He said.

"Uh, I'm Ivy. Ivy Rose." I held out my hand.

"Roman, Roman Godfrey." He said as we shook hands.

"Well I should be heading back." I said.

"Of course, see you around Ivy." He grabbed my hand kissing it before leaving.

Once I got home, I made my way down the stairs to see a girl talking to Peter.

"Um, hello." I said.

They looked at Peter smiled coming over to me.

"Hey babe." He kissed my cheek.

"Hey, uh who's this?" I asked him.

"Uh, this is Christina. Christina, this is my girlfriend Ivy." Peter said.

"Nice to meet you." I said.

"You too, uh I should get home." Christina said.

We said goodbye as she left looking back at us and something felt wrong but I ignored it.

"You okay babe?" I nodded opening the door.

"Yup, everything's fine." I kissed his cheek before heading inside.

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