4 months later and I find myself a changed person…
Nash and I got closer and closer, but he still doesn’t know much about my mental state or family situation. But he does know who I am, what I want, my desires, my dreams, my favorites, and my least favorites. And that all seems to be enough for him. He doesn’t pry, but he makes sure I’m okay. He genuinely cares about me, or at least I think so. He knows I don’t have many friends, so I see him almost every day. He usually stops by my work after my shift and we go get something to eat or walk around the city for a few hours talking about life.
Today is just a regular day. I’m working the midday to closing shift. I wake up in an empty home, my grandmother died just a month ago causing my Grandpa to travel all over to maintain some sanity and self fulfillment. I didn’t mind though, I’m glad he’s found a healthy coping system. I grabbed my phone off the kitchen counter. 2 messages, one from Nash and one from my Grandpa. I opened my grandpa’s message first to make sure everything was okay. It was a photo of him with a bunch of other people I didn’t know surrounding a small framed picture of my grandmother. The caption read;
She always wanted to go to Ireland, so I brought her here. Conor bear, you’d love it here! The grass is green and the people are so friendly! I’ll be home soon, be safe and smart Missy! I don’t want any calls from the police station! :) Send me a message so I know you got this! Love you so much, you’re my rock baby girl.
I smiled warmly, allowing a small giggle to escape from my lips. My thumbs danced across the keyboard, trying to think of a response. I began typing,
Hi Gramps! I see you discovered emoticons :D Im proud you’re starting to catch up with the rest of the world, haha! So glad you made it to Ireland safely, and obviously meet some friends. I just know grandmas spirit is with you in this trip, and she is for sure smiling and partying right by your side! I love you so much and appreciate everything you’ve done/been doing for me. See you soon!
-Conor Bear <3
I sent the message, then exited the chat to check Nash’s text. It read;
Nash: Midday-closing shifts today? I can pick you up if you want! You should sleep over at my place, I can’t believe you drive for an hour to get to work!
I smiled and bit my lip, my thumbs once again dancing in hesitance over the keyboard. Sleepover? Is he gonna try anything? hmm, I doubt it. Nash isn’t like that. He’s been respecting my boundaries so much. It would take a load off of the whole driving thing. Maybe I should do it? I began to type a message back;
Me: I’m impressed you remembered what shifts I was working today haha. That all actually sounds super nice! I’ll pack some stuff and expect you here in about an hour and a half or so? The address is 4022 Angel drive.
I smiled and hit send, happy with my response. Almost immediately, he responded.
Nash: Sounds good! On my way! :D
I texted back;
Me: Awesome! See you in a bit!
I ran back to my room, grabbing a bag that I bought and stuffing clothes in them.
“Sweat pants, Tank top, ummm…” I listed off, placing things in the bag. “UNDERWEAR!” I screamed, stuffing a clean pair inside the bag. Quickly, I got ready for work, placing small tolietries in my bag as I went along. After an hour of getting ready for everything, I heard a knock on my door.
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Glass houseTeen Fiction
After devastating family event, Conor meets a boy named Nash. They soon become friends, then fall in love as he tried to help her cope with the new found issues arising in her life. However when Conor comes out with information that shocks Nash, a n...