Chapter 54: You monster.

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Hey, everybody, I hope y'all are doing alright! I know this is a shorter chapter and it's taken longer than expected to get out, I've had a really busy past few days. Still tho, I wanted to give y'all something to read with the promise of more soon!

Caution warning!! Slight sexual situations and abuse!!

Sunday, March 10th, 2023
8:09AM
Enid's POV

I slowly open my eyes upon feeling the sun beaming down on my face. That's one thing about the small ceiling windows, on a sunny day, there's no avoiding the light. I squint at the sight, looking to my nightstand to check the time. Yawning, I take in my surroundings.

I'm still in my room lying down on my bed, well, half of my body lying down on the bed and the other half lying down on Wednesday. I can't really remember when we fell asleep, but I know we never really did get into that deep conversation we wanted to have. I mean, I remember telling her about what happened when I went into the kitchen yesterday, but nothing more I don't think. That's okay though, I feel like a conversation like that might have been too forced last night. When the time is right, we'll have it, that's for sure.

I don't feel any rush to get up and do anything yet. It's a Sunday, and even though I still don't know why my parents wanted all of us to come back for the weekend, I'm going to enjoy my time up here before I need to find out. I lay my head back down on Wednesday's stomach, finding that while I was asleep my body drifted lower on the mattress. I re-wrap my arms around the girl, getting comfortable before I plan on falling back to bed.

"Are you awake?" Wednesday asks, startling me a bit since I thought she was sound asleep. I look up at her, noticing her eyes are still shut.

I love her...but damn does she sleep creepy sometimes.

"Trying not to be." I say, yawning a second time. I'm really not a morning person, my girlfriend on the other hand is a complete early bird, which never fails to shock me since she's also a night owl. "How long you been up for?" I say, turning my head away from her to lie back down, resting my head back onto her stomach once again.

"Not too long, around ten minutes or so." She replies.

"You don't have to stay in bed with me you know. You can get up and stuff, I'm sure my dad is downstairs making breakfast or something." I tell her, making sure she knows she can start her day.

"Why would I want to get up without you?" She asks, and her genuinely confused tone makes me smirk. She's so cute without even trying to be, it's insane. I can feel her hands move from her sides to the back of my head, gently running her fingers through my hair. I couldn't even imagine waking up any differently. "Do you have any plans for today?"

"I'm not sure." I say, looking up at the girl. Now lying stomach to stomach, she continues playing with my messy hair as I speak. "I know Reggie wanted to do something with all of us before we went back. I mean, we're leaving tomorrow morning, so I'm assuming he was thinking about today. Besides, our mothers at church all day Sunday, and it's not like she's gonna stop us from going into the city while she prays." I respond. Today's gonna be a good day. I'm not exactly sure what Reggie wanted to do, but I know he wanted to stop by some places.

"What about your father? Does he usually accompany your mother at church as well?" Wednesday curiously asks me. I shake my head no, thinking about how my father doesn't like church any more than me and my brothers do. We used to all go to Sunday mass as a family, but there was an incident one year where our mother basically banned us from going with her ever again.

Long story short, Easton might or might not have accidentally broken the church podium. He and Harry were messing around like dumbasses do, and then it was taken a little too far and Easton ended up falling it. In his defense, we all thought the podiums were nailed to the floor. And who would have thought it was made of such fragile wood? Anyway, that happened, our mother was beyond embarrassed, and she told us that we were to never go with her again. I mean, we definitely didn't complain. Neither did my dad since he got to stay home and watch us.

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