Welcome to Chapter 12. This one is about "Damien" and "Markiplier TV" This means… say hello to more egos.
Trigger Warning: mention of suicide and implied rape(very slightly)
As Warf and I walk off of the plane I look around and see even more people. I stand closer to him as we walk through the buildings. We make it outside. The heat immediately hits me. The sun just barely seems to be rising. Cars are rushing by on the street.
"Any idea where to start?" Warf asks as he raises his hand. A taxi stops in front of us and he opens the door for me. I pull myself in as he gets in on the other side.
"Kind of… I saw them… at least I think I did. They are in a cabin in the forest." The man in the front seat looks at us from the rear view mirror.
"Where to?" He questions. Warf rattles off an address and the car takes off down the road. Warf turns to me.
"You saw them? How?" He asks astonished. I shrug my shoulders.
"I am not sure… I talked with Celine, but Damien could not see me." I try to hide the pain in my voice.
"What did Celine say? Does she miss me?" He questions excitedly.
"She did not mention you I am sorry." I look down at my hands. The sounds of cars rushing around outside is very loud in my ears. I need to find Damien.
"Do you miss him?" Warf adds. I do not look at him. I can feel my body starting to shake. I can feel the emotions starting to rise up in my chest. "Alex?" He scoots closer. "Are you okay?"
"I miss him so much." I manage to get out. I can feel hot tears starting to slide down my cheeks. I feel arms wrap around me. I bury my face into Warf's chest. I can feel my body shaking.
"Hey. We will find them. I am sure of it." I can feel his hands gently rubbing my back. "If anyone can find them it is you. I promise that." He lifts my face gently. His eyes seem to be twinkling. I slowly smile.
"Thank you Warf." I hug him tightly. I can feel myself calming down.
Around an hour later we pull up to a neighborhood. We get out of the car and look around.
"Huh… Any ideas?" Warf questions as we walk down the sidewalk. There seems to be a forest behind the houses.
"We should start there. I have an idea once we are out of view." We walk together. I blink a few times and watch my vision change. Instead of the trees full bright green leaves the are barren. There seems to be snow on the ground and the trees. I grab Warf's arm as we walk deeper in.
"You okay?" I hear his voice beside me.
"Yeah. I do not know how to describe it, but I can see something. I think we are in the right place." We keep walking deeper and deeper. After what feels like hours there are less and less trees. I blink a few times and my vision returns to normal. There are trees again everywhere.
"Now what? We have been walking for hours. My feet hurt." Warf complains and leans against a tree. I look around the dense forest. I hear a whoosh of air behind me as my wings seem to materialize. "Woah!"
I smile a little as I take a running start and take off towards the sky. I manage to miss all the branches as I clear the tree line. I look around for any indication of where a cabin could be. After a few minutes I spot a clearing. As I fly closer to it I can see that it is very run down and whole walls are missing.
This has got to be it. I think to myself. Then I hear it.
"Damien you are a hard man to find." The sing song voice of Mark rings in my ears. I cannot see anyone else there.
It must be leaking through from wherever they are. We have to hurry. I make my way back to Warf who has his eyes closed now. "I think I found them." I say with a small smile.
"Lead the way boss." Warf opens his eyes as he pulls himself off of the tree. We walk forward together in the direction of the clearing. "So when did you get wings?"
"I… they were a gift with my new body." I explain as we get closer. On the top of a small hill there is the run down cabin. "We are here." I look around seeing if I can spot anything. There is nothing there aside from the rundown cabin. But I can feel them. I can feel their strange auras. I can also feel darkness… Mark. He is there as well.
"Well now what?" Warf's voice pulls me away from my thoughts. I look over at him. The sun seems to be starting to set over the horizon.
"We should set up a small camp… do we have supplies…" I should have thought about that before we came here. I look around to see if I can get a fire started. I look back at Warf and he seems to have a tent already set up and starting up a fire. He… where.
"Are you hungry?" Beside the now roaring fire is what looks like a cooler. I nod and sit down next to him. He pulls out a few things and starts to heat them over the fire.
After a few hours, nothing seems to happen. The sun sets leaving us in almost complete darkness. The only light being from the fire. The sounds of different kinds of bugs ring in the air. The occasional sound of an owl cries out breaking up the monotony of the bugs.
Then it happens. A loud, splintering crack rings through the night. I jump up and look around. Warf does not seem to move. He must not hear it.
"What is it?" He questions not looking up from the fire.
"I am not sure. But… I think they are coming." I slowly walk up to the cabin. The sound of water rushing around fills my ears. I keep looking and see no water anywhere. Then with a bright flash of light and a loud explosion like the sound of a dam busting fills the night. As the light dies down loud high pitched ringing fills my ears. All other sounds seem to cease. Warf is suddenly beside me. He must finally hear it.
Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound of water droplets hitting the ground is heard. A tall figure steps forward. His black hair is covering most of his face. Where his feet are touching there is a sizzling noise like they are on fire.
"Damien?" I question and try not to rush forward. The figure looks at me and then at Warf beside me. He seems to be glitching. Red and blue seems to be emitting from him. The figure stumbles forward. I appear beside him to help him stand.
"Thank you." A weak but deep voice comes from his lips.
"Damien it is so good to see you." Warf says and walks forward to help me.
"Oh hi William." Damien says weakly and looks at me. "Alex…? Is that you?" He asks with a confused tone.
"Yes." I smile kindly and try to hide my emotions.
"Where is Celine? Is she here… I kinda want to avoid her if that is okay." Warf trails off and looks around.
"No she is sleeping." He slowly straightens himself. The ringing seems to slowly be going away. His glitching seems to be calming down as well.
"Well that is good… well I had an idea. Kind of why I wanted to find you. I thought we could make a TV show. I thought it might be fun." Warf exclaims and bounces a little. Damien is quiet for a minute.
"Okay." He says with a sigh. "But we need to get out of here first." He adds and looks around the forest.
"We should get some rest now and then head back in the morning." I say as I look around our little camp.
"I will take first watch. You two get some rest." Damien says as he sits down in front of the fire. Warf stretches and climbs into the tent. I look at Damien and slowly sit down next to him. "Get some rest Alex." He does not look up at me. I can see blue and red coming off of him.
"I took a nap before." I stare into the fire and watch the flames flicker. We sit in silence for a while. Should I say something… he seems so different now… does he still… does he still love me… I look over at him for a moment. His eyes are on the fire as well. I should not bother him. I close my eyes enjoying the warmth. I can feel myself starting to drift off. Will things be the same… will they ever be the same… I find myself drifting off to sleep.
The sounds of birds chirping rings in my ears. I sit up and find myself in the tent now. There seems to be light coming through the thin walls. Stepping outside, Damien and Warf are lightly chatting together. I smile kindly and look at the now ashen pit where the fire was.
"Good morning." Did one of them put me in the tent…
"Good morning Alex. We are getting ready to head out. If you are ready." Warf says excitedly and walks over to the tent. He starts to take it down.
"Yes. I am a little hungry though." I comment as we start to make our way out of the forest.
The next few hours seem to go by fairly quickly. We stop by a breakfast place. We also got some clothes on the way to the building where Warf keeps leading us to.
"So what is here?" Damien questions as we walk into a tall building with what looks like office rooms. We walk into a meeting room with a large circular table in the middle.
"I am hosting a meeting with other people that I want you two to meet." He pulls out a small black box out of a bag on his side.
"What people?" I question but he does not answer. I let out a small sigh and look around. "I am going to get changed." I need to get out of these clothes. My white shirt has brown dirt stains from falling asleep outside.
"I will join you." Damien says as he follows me out of the room. I step into the bathroom to get changed. There does not seem to be anyone else in the small room. I step into a stall and pull on a pink button up shirt and black slacks. I take a deep breath and step out to the sinks. I wash my face gently and look myself over. My dark black hair is tangled. I concentrate and a small comb appears in my hand. I gently run it through my hair.
After a few minutes I walk back out into the hallway. Damien is standing there in a grey suit and a black tie. His hair is still very long hitting his shoulders. His dark thick beard is scruffy as well. He runs a hand through his hair and sighs.
"I need to cut my hair." He comments and pulls out a pair of scissors. Before I can tell him to stop, he tries to cut his own hair.
"Wait. I can cut your hair for you." I grab his arm as I say this before he can cut again.
"Can you?" His dark eyes meet mine. I nod and walk him into another room.
"I used to… I would cut hair back at the manor." I say and pull out a chair for him. He sits down in front of me and I take the scissors. I start to cut his hair.
"You… Thank you." He stays quiet for a minute.
His hair is so soft… I wonder what he is thinking about… As I keep cutting the red aura around his seems to lessen as the blue starts to show more. That is… that is different.
"Alex." At the sound of my name, my thoughts stop immediately. "Alex… I just want to say… I am not him." At those words I feel a cold pit in my stomach.
"What do you mean?" I tentatively ask.
"I mean… Damien is gone. Celine is gone. I am… something new." Damien finally manages to say.
No… no. This is not fair. This is not right. "That is not necessarily true. I can feel him still there. He is not completely gone." I walk around in front of him to work on the front part of his hair. I try to hide my emotions by concentrating on my task.
"I… I do not know how to describe it." His voice trails off. I look down at him. He seems to be shaking a little.
"Damien… I do not care. I still love you." I manage to say.
"I am not him though. Why would you…" I crouch down to look him in the eyes. He is refusing to look at me.
"Do you hate me?" I question and his eyes snap on mine.
"What? No." He says with a shocked tone.
"Then we will build our relationship back up. I lost you once already. I am not going to lose you again." I stare into his eyes. He stares back into mine. He slowly nods in agreement.
"We will figure this out together then." He says with a small smile. I smile back and hug him. After a few seconds of enjoying the warmth. After enjoying what it is like to feel like home, I pull away and inspect my work.
"Would you like me to trim your beard?" I question and run my hand through the fluff of hair on top of his head.
"Yes please. Well actually… get rid of it. It is a fresh start in a brave new world." Damien comments as I start to cut down the beard gently. "What was it like for you? What happened after…" Damien trails off. I glance into his eyes and can see a little but of pain.
"Well… Mark killed me… in your body. I got stuck in that dreadful house for almost 100 years. I… I managed to get out. I found my way to William, well Warfstache now… He has really helped me adjust to the new times." I concentrate on my task again.
"Do I have competition?" There is a slight growl in his voice as he says this. I am taken aback by the tone. His red aura seems to flare around him.
"I ah. No. Warfstache is just a good friend." I reassure him with a smile.
"Good." The hostility seems to disappear after that.
After a few minutes Warf walks in.
"Hey you two love birds. Everyone else is here and waiting." He is wearing a bright yellow shirt with a white collar. There is a pink bow tie around his neck. He looks to have cut his hair and shaved his beard as well. Although he now has a bright pink mustache to compliment his bowtie. He also is wearing pink suspenders that look like his old red ones.
"You still have not answered my question: who is here?" Damien asks as he stands up and straightens his suit. He looks so professional now. He places a hand on my back gently and it feels like electricity charging through me.
"You will see." Warf leads us back into the meeting room. There are new people there who… who look like Mark or at least really similar to them. "Everyone this is Damien and Alex, Damien and Alex this is everyone. Or at least the ones that could come on short notice." Warf says with a bright smile.
Around the table are six men sitting there staring at us. The one at the far end next to the head of the table stands up.
"Hello. My name is Google. I am here to help answer any and every question you may have. That is my primary objective." As the man says this he seems to almost be lagging and glitching. He is wearing a blue shirt with a white G on the front. His dark black hair is parted to the side and he is wearing dark rimmed glasses. The man next to him stands up.
"I am Ed Edgar and I am mainly here trying to sell my son." He has a thick southern accent. He has long brown hair with a brown hat on top of it and a handlebar mustache. His white shirt is almost completely undone showing most of his chest.
He seems… different. I think to myself as the man sits down. The man beside him stands up.
"Hello. I am Bim Trimmer. I am a talk show host. Not really sure what I am doing here." He is wearing a black suit and a black tie. His black hair is slicked back and he is wearing glasses as well.
"My name is the Silver Shepherd. I am a superhero… or was. I took a break from fighting crime." The man across from Bim states. He is in some kind of strange black and white suit covering his entire body.
"I am the beautiful and handsome Dr. Iplier. It is nice to meet you miss Alex." The man next to Silver winks at me. He is wearing a lab coat and a headband.
"Please refer to Alex as they and them." A slight growl comes from Damien beside me. We all look at the last man sitting there but he seems to be mumbling to himself instead of paying attention to what is going on. He has some kind of bandage over his eyes and he is wearing a tan trench coat.
"Why are we all here Wilford? You never quite explained that." Dr. Iplier questions and everyone's attention goes to Warf who is standing at the end of the table. Damien walks to the open chair at the end of the table. I stay standing next to Warf. Damien's glitching starts to get bad again.
Maybe I was helping stabilize him… I think absently.
"Well. I had a great idea for something. You know how Mark has been making videos. Well." He presses a button and the strange device on the wall turns on.
Pictures pop up on the screen. Strange upbeat music starts playing. Then there he is. Mark… His face brings back so many memories. I clench my fists and try to contain my anger. There are a few other faces that I do not recognize… although one of them reminds me a lot of Benjamin…
Could he have survived this long… No. Impossible. He was not affected by the house. My mind wanders as different scenes pop up on the screen. Wait… I know those people. A new holding a microphone in a shiny blue shirt is talking. He is talking to someone named Jim. They were at the manor… why is this so confusing.
The last scene comes on and Warf is standing there seeming to be hosting some kind of show. The sound of gunshots startles me. Not long later the screen goes black again.
"So. What do you guys think?" Warf asks with a bright smile. The men start to argue loudly. My mind wanders as they start to talk amongst themselves.
What is he up to? Where is Mark hiding. Is he hurting anyone… I hope he is not. Does he… does he even remember anything that happened. Does he even care. My thoughts are interrupted by Damien standing up.
"Fine. See if it will help us in any way." He lets out a sigh and presses his fingers against his nose. "I think this meeting is over with." He looks around the room at each of the men in turn. "We will meet up every other week around the same time." Damien adds and with that the men start to get up and leave. Some of the other men watch me as they leave.
"That was…" I pause. "Interesting. What should we do now?" I question once everyone else leaves the room.
"I suppose we should find a place to stay." Warf says with a smile. Damien looks between me and him.
"How? We do not have any money." Damien makes a good point.
"Maybe…. I might have some. While I was working… He said that he had an account for me. We could check at that bank. If it is still in business." I comment as we walk out of the room together.
"It is worth a shot. Any idea how much would be in there?" Warf questions as he pulls out a phone. I raise my eyebrow at what he is doing. "I am calling for an Uber. It is a modern day taxi service." He explains and stares at his phone.I glance over at Damien who looks just as confused.
"Anyways. He paid me about $10 a week, which was more than enough for me back then. I have no idea how much would be in there now…" I trail off as a car pulls up in front of us.I tell him the name of the bank as we get into the car. The car drives off down the road. We sit in silence while Warf talks with the female driver who he is sitting next to.
After about thirty minutes of driving around the car stops in front of a building. Damien gets out and opens the door for me. I can see a small smile on his face as he does so. I step out of the car and look up at the building. Warf finishes talking with the woman and walks up next to me.
"This looks like the place." I say as we walk inside. The main entrance is filled with men and women in suits and dresses. There are men and women sitting at desks talking with people or on the phone. I can feel Damien get a little closer to me. He must be feeling how I felt when I first made it out of the house. I reach down and slowly take his hand in mine. His eyes meet mine as I give him a reassuring smile.
"Next." A woman's voice calls over the light chatter. We walk up to the desk where there is what I think Warf calls a computer where she is typing at. "How can I help you today?" Her sing song voice asks. She has a name badge that reads Sarah.
"I was hoping that I could get access to my… great great grandmother's account. I am her only living descendant." I pull out my ID and Sarah takes it. She examines it over.
"What was the name of the account holder?" Sarah asks as she goes back to typing at the keyboard.
"It should be under Alexandria Jessamine Costello. It is a very old account." I say and glance over at Damien. She gets a strange look on her face for a second.
"Who are these men with you?" She questions and looks between Warf and Damien.
"This is Damien Bach who is my fiance and this is our friend Wilford Barnum." I motion to each of them in turn. She slowly nods and stands up.
"I need to get my manager for this. Will you and Mr. Bach follow me please." Sarah says and motions us to follow. Damien and I stand up and follow her.
What is going on here? I wonder as we follow her into a back office. A dark skinned man in a suit is talking on a cellphone as we enter. He looks at Sarah.
"What are you doing here? I am working." The man says and looks at Damien and I.
"This is the heir to the Costello fortune." Sarah says and the man looks at me and then at Damien.
"I will call you back in an hour." He says and hangs up the phone. "What is your name?"He asks and sits down at the desk as he looks at me. He holds out his hand to me and I shake it firmly.
"I am Alex Costello. I am Alexandria's great great grandchild." I say and take a seat in front of him.
"My name is Mr. Smith. I did not realize that she had any descendants." He questions giving me an accusing look. I pull out my ID and hand it to him to examine.
"From what my family tells me… Alexandria was a servant all her life. Before her last master she got pregnant. She had to give up the child not wanting him to live in the life of servitude." I look into Mr. Smith's dark eyes. He slowly nods and types at his computer. I can feel Damien's hand on my back almost in question.
"Who is this?" Mr. Smith looks up from his computer to look at Damien.
"This is my fiance. It is okay for him to be here correct?" I ask and look back at Damien. He seems to be glitching a little but no one else seems to not notice or not react.
"Yes it is alright." Mr. Smith goes back to typing at his computer.
"What does Miss Sarah mean by fortune? From what I was told she was a servant. She did not make that much." Even after in today's money it should not be too much. A sudden mechanical noise sounds from behind the large desk. Mr. Smith gets up and pulls a piece of paper off of a strange device.
"She was written into her last boss's will." He hands me a piece of paper with writing on it.
"Oh." Did he really put me into his will?! Why would he do that?! I look down at the piece of paper. The paper reads:
To whoever finds this I am dead. I lived a life that I can no longer stay in. I leave my possessions to my servants in the household an equal portion: Alexandria Costello, my Chef, and Benjamin. I do not want any of my property to my ex-wife Celine Bach. I want to be remembered as the good man that I was, and not for how you find me.
I look over at Damien and hand him the paper. Is this his suicide note from his first attempt… I wonder to myself. "I did not know this… so how much is in the account?" I ask and look back at Mr. Smith.
"You have almost 70 million dollars in the account." Mr. Smith says calmly and looks over at me. "We can let you access your account with a DEBIT card and a check-book if you would like." I just nod and say nothing. I am in absolute shock at the amount of money. "Good good."
After a few more minutes of Mr. Smith asking me a few more questions about my account preferences and what not he hands me a card with some kind of black and white cat face on the front of it and a small booklet of checks. We say our goodbyes and we walk out the door. Warfstache is talking with another woman in the seating area. He seems to be leaning a little too close to her as he talks. Damien clears his throat as we walk up to him.
"There you two are. Took you two long enough. Is everything alright?" Warf asks as he stands up while checking his watch. He has our bags of clothes in his hands.
"Y-yes. Let us get going to a hotel and tomorrow we should look for a house." I say with a small smile and walk with them outside.
"What was all that inside?" Damien asks once we are waiting on the sidewalk in front of the building for another car to pull up.
"I… Well to start off I lied about having the child. There was no other way to explain how I am here." I start off saying and he seems to visibly relax at that. "I had to come up with something that sounded possible. Now the will… The only thing that I can think of… He must have written it the first night that he tried to kill himself. He must have never gotten rid of it. I am not entirely sure why else he would have added me to the list of names." I say after a minute of speculation.
"So how much money do you have?" Warf questions quietly as a car pulls up in front of us. Damien opens the door for me and we all get in.
"I will answer that once we get to the hotel." I say as the car starts to drive off down the road.
Around an hour later we make it to a hotel and into the room. We got a strange look from the woman behind the counter, but we are now in a room with two Queen sized beds. I set the bags of clothes on one of the beds. Damien sets his bag next to mine.
"So what happened in the bank? Is everything okay?" Warf asks and flops onto the opposite bed. I sit down on the side and look at him. I explain what happened including how much money we have now. "REALLY?! That is incredible! We can get whatever we want." Warf smiles excitedly.
"Tomorrow we should get a car and try to look for a house." I smile and stretch a little. "I am going to go take a shower and then get some rest. Could you order some food for us?" I ask Damien. He glances over at Warf and then back at me.
"Yes. I will surprise you then." Damien says with a small smile. A wave of blue emanates around him. I smile back and then walk into the bathroom. It looks almost as fancy as the old manor's master bathroom. I get undressed and step into the large shower. I close my eyes in content with the hot water hitting my body. I smile and relax. I can hear the faint voices of Damien and Warf talking to each other. I ignore the voices and concentrate on the feeling of the water against me.
Today has been a very eventful day… I wonder what they are talking about. Wondering to myself I put shampoo into my hair. I am glad that Damien is okay, but I wonder what is going through his head. He must be just as confused as I was when I first got here. After a few more minutes I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around me. "I am coming out." I announce and step outside with a towel wrapped around me. They look over at me and I can watch Damien's face turn a little red.
"I ordered us some pizza from the shop down the road. It should be here in around thirty minutes." Damien glances away and holds up my bag of clothes. I grab the bag and walk back into the bathroom. I pull out a knee length nightgown with a small owl on the front of it. I step back outside and smile.
"Who is next?" I ask and Warf gets up.
"See you two love birds in a minute." He walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. A few seconds later I can hear the water running.
"Alex…" Damien starts to say but goes quiet again. I sit down on the bed next to him. "I have missed you." He says with a small smile. "You are so strong. How have you been able to stay so calm in this new world?" He questions and looks at me.
"It was tough, but Will has been helping me a lot. I am here for you if you need any help adjusting." I smile and slowly lean on him. I can feel him jump a little, but I can feel him slowly relax. I feel his arm wrap around my waist. My heart starts to beat a little faster as he does this. We sit like this until Warf walks back out in only boxers with hearts on them. Damien raises an eyebrow at him.
"Is the pizza here yet?" Warf questions and sits down on the bed across from us.
"Not yet." Damien says and gets up. My side feels cold where he was. He disappears into the bathroom. Not long later there is a knock at the door. I get up and open the door. I take the pizza and close the door.
After another hour or so we settle into our beds for the evening. Damien stays in the bed with me. I drift off to sleep fairly quickly surprisingly. I have a very restful night. No nightmares.
In the morning we spend some time getting ready and then some time in the breakfast area at the hotel. The dining area is filled with a lot of other people. We enjoy a nice breakfast together. After breakfast we go to the front entrance of the hotel. A car pulls up in front of us and we get inside.
"Hello. We are trying to find a place to buy a car. Where do you recommend going?' Warf asks the male driver.
"It depends on what kind of car you are wanting." The man says and lists off a few places. Warf nods and tells him one of the places on the list. The car starts driving down the road. I slowly reach out to hold Damien's hand. He smiles softly and slowly holds my hand in his.
The car stops at a place with what seems like hundreds of cars are parked. We get out of the car and look around. There are so many multiple colored cars. A man in a suit walks up to us and smiles.
"Hello. How can I help you lovely people today?" He asks and shakes Damien's hand.
"We were hoping to buy a car today." Warf announces and looks around the lot.
"Well you came to the right place." The man says with a chuckle. "What were you looking for?" He asks and walks with us showing us different cars.
"Just something that we can all use. Nothing too fancy. We can also pay it today." I comment as we look at some of the cars.
After a while of searching we find a small four door silver car. The man was saying that there are a bunch of features that is supposed to be advanced for the car. I do not quite understand much of what he is saying, but Warf seems to like it. If it was up to him he would have chosen the bright pink car, but we decided that a silver car was for the best. Not long after signing a lot of paperwork we are driving off the lot with the car. Damien is driving and I am in the passenger seat.
"Where should we be looking?" Damien questions as he drives. I look out the window at the passing cars.
"I am not sure. Nothing too big, but something that can hold us three." I say and keep looking out the window. I can hear Warf typing on his phone.
"We should try this place. It is not too far away and it looks beautiful." Warf says and starts giving the directions to the house. Not long later we park in front of a three story brick house. It has a beautiful front porch.
"This is beautiful." I say with a smile. There is a for sale sign on the front lawn. The house looks like a very large and beautiful. There is also an Open House sign on the front door. "We came at the right time." I comment as Damien parks the car in the driveway. There is another car in the driveway.
We get out of the car and slowly walk inside. The main entryway is beautiful. It has a beautiful chandelier hanging. There is also a balcony showing the second floor. It reminds me a little bit of the manor. We walk the where there are voices talking. There is a woman wearing a suit talking with two men. The woman looks over at us and smiles. She finishes talking with the two men and walks up to us.
"Hello my name is Amy. Were you three interested in this house?" Amy asks and pulls out a clipboard.
"Yes, the outside looks beautiful." I say with a smile. "My name is Alex and this is my fiance Damien and our friend Will." I shake her hand with a smile.
She gives us a tour of the place. There are three stories with a full garage. There is a master bedroom with a balcony leading out to the backyard. There are two smaller bedrooms and a room that looks like it can become an office. The place is absolutely beautiful with dark oak wood as the floors.
"So what do you think of the place?" Amy asks as we walk back into the kitchen. Opening a cooler she pulls out some water bottles for us and hands the to us.
"We really like it." We all agree with a smile.
Not long later we find ourselves signing paperwork and exchanging money. We finally have a place to call home. We spend the rest of the day working on buying appliances and furniture for the house. This is going to be a good start to our new lives.
I made this chapter very long. I hope you liked it. I even shortened it from what I wanted it originally. Go check out my Instagram account hunjess for pictures and everything else.