"You're cleaning that" I rolled my eyes and looked back at the envelope in my hand.
"What if it's far from your house?" I asked him with my eyes widen.
He came beside me and grabbed me by my waist pushing my back into his broad chest. He placed his chin on my shoulder and whispered seductively, "Well, if it's far from OUR house-"
I shrugged him away not liking him being a horny Kezr when I am this terrified.
"Not the time to be horny, I am so close to pissing myself and you're here joking?" He chuckled and spinned me around so we were face to face.
"Just care about you getting into a college, not about our distance. We'll manage. We always do."
I smiled at him and nodded while taking a deep breath.
I looked down at the envelope in my hand and Kezr squeezed my hand in a firm grip, telling me he's there. And he'll stay.
With shaky hands, I carefully opened the envelope taking my time.
I heard Kezr tsk and he snatched the envelope from my hands, tearing it open.
He gave it back to me and I just looked at him, too nervous to care about what he did.
I opened the envelope and even Kezr looked eager.
Accepted to University of Alaska.
Bewildered. That's what I was.
"I-I got a-accepted...?" I dropped down on the floor hidding my face in my palm.
I felt Kezr's hand on my arm and he pulled me towards him and I cried while clutching his shirt tightly.
"You did it, you did it babe. I am so proud of you. So proud" Kezr whispered to me while he caressed my forehead.
I felt relief to hear those words from him but I didn't care, all I was sad about was that we'd be away.
"That's not the issue." He sighed and leaned back so he could look at me.
"Zelli, we talked about this." I nodded and wiped my tears from the back of my hand.
"I know! But it's just.... I don't want to cause any problems in our marriage."
"Kezr, that's it. Fudging stop." I whisper-yelled causing him to glare at the boy which caused the boy to look down ashamed and enter the college building.
"Let them see that you're mine. You remember the rules. Don't you?" I rolled my eyes at his childish instincts.
"Yes. I do. Rule . Don't talk to any boys, unless I am dying. Rule 2. Don't give anybody my number. Rule 3. Study hard. Rule 4. Text you every hour. Rule 5. No going to college parties. Rule 6. No taking drugs/alcohol. Rule 7. Wearing my wedding ring 25/8. Lastly, enjoy as much as possible." I took a deep breath after feeling the air getting knocked out of my lungs.
He pouted and I rolled my eyes knowing something dumb was coming my way, "You forgot rule 8!" He whined and I squint my eyes at him trying to remember.
I realized but I acted dumb, "What rule?"
He shook his head and flared his nostrils, "Rule 9 was enjoy, Rule 8 was to text me good morning, good night, kisses, and misses texts."
I threw my head back and groaned, "I didn't say it because I already planned to do that. I thought it was obvious." He rolled his eyes causing me to pout.
"I'll miss you..... Will you?" I nodded eagerly causing him to smile widely.
"I'll miss your cooking, I'll miss your Cologne... Oh god! Your cologne!" I took off my bag and fished into it, I sighed when I found 8 of his hoodies which I sprayed cologne on causing the bottle to finish.
"What will I wear if you have all my fucking clothes?" I glared at him and he looked away.
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