《Quit Touching Me Under the Table : CBxTS (boy×boy) Wattys 2016》Epilogue
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5 months later.
Trey,
Having to settle. Just friends. It's the best deal I got so I'm just going to have to roll with it. Settling. Who does that?
My heart is gone. Christopher Maurice Brown stole my heart and kept when I asked for it back. He doesn't even know it either.
Finding someone else isn't an option. I'll be lonely for the rest of my life. The only person I want, die at want me. Don't you hate when that happens?
And he talks about loving someone. Does he know what that means? I don't think so and I don't either. Love? What the hell is that? When I thought someone loved me they turned me stone cold , so I don't want anymore of that shit. I wish somebody could love me right.
It hurts sitting here and thinking abut what it could've been because that's all I can do. That damn restaurant that day sealed the deal. Sometimes I really wish I would've quit touching him under that table. It wouldn't have brought even stronger feelings, and I wouldn't be so attached.
"Fuck my life. " I said aloud. I could hear it echo throughout my empty house, as it has been for the past five months.
Chris,
"Look at your little brothers, Royalty. " I say as I show her them while Savannah was holding them. Savannah had just gave birth like an hour ago and Ro just woke up.
"I am so damn tired. "Savannah yawns as I sit Royalty down. I took one of the twins from her.
"What are their names? You never told me you said it would be a surprise. "
"You're holding Saint Kacen ,and this is Knox Sage."
"I like those names. Wassup Saint? You and your brother are two spoiled babies, did you know that?" I said to him making Mila laugh.
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"Oh you two. They're just precious. "Mila cooed at Knox and Saint. My Dad and Royalty were by Savannah looking down at Knox.
"Any more kids for ,Chris?" My Dad asked me letting Royalty back down.
"Nah. At least not right now if I have anymore. These three are more than enough. "
"You say that now,but you'll have others; just not with Savannah this time. "Mila scolded me with a chuckle.
"Yes ma'am. " I smiled.
I was all smiles at this moment. I couldn't be knocked off my high. There was no negativity surrounding me at all. I'm not even focused on anything outside of this hospital room at this moment. I'm only focused on being a father to my kids. That's it.
Narrator,
And that's how it ends. A miserable, lonely Trey. A proud, and changed Chris. Everyone has met a point in their lives where they're just flowing with whatever gets thrown at them. They're just trying to be happy about where they are. Because everyone didn't get what they wanted. Trey never got Chris back, and Chris didn't actually get Trey to quit touching him under the table. In all actuality Chris was the one who kept it going. He still wants Trey but just doesn't want o admit it.
But that's okay. Because it's not over yet.
It's just begun.
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That's the end of book one! And like I announced, there is a sequel which may or may not get posted tonight. Of not tonight then tomorrow. I'll let you guys know when I post it as always.
I really hope everyone enjoyed this book. I never really saw myself writing it because of how much negativity it would receive. But I worked through it. Thanks to everyone who commented nothing but positivity.
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