Chapter Fifty One - Us time

Asher

My grandma was finally home. A couple of days turned into a week of her being in the hospital, but she got home yesterday. She was on best rest for at least the next four weeks, possibly longer if needed. It would drive her insane, but I would do what I can to help her not go crazy.

I had arrived back from grocery shopping, and Farrah had stayed at the house with my grandma to keep her company. Farrah had been incredible this last week or so, and without her, all of this would have been harder. Even her parents have been helping. Farrah and her mom made sure that my grandma had everything she needed in her room, and both Farrah’s parents done some batch cooking for me to put in the freezer for me and my grandma. Everyone had been outstanding. I wasn’t used to having so many people helping.

I put all the shopping away and went to the bedroom. When I got to the door, I heard Farrah and my grandma talking about me.

“How is my boy really doing?” grandma asked.

“He is doing OK, worried about you, but you know that,”

“I know. He has always been a worrier when it comes to me. And you two are still good? Still going strong?”

“Asher and I are good,”

I smiled at the sound of the happiness in Farrah’s tone.

“Good, I am glad to hear it,” Grandma said, “Who knows, maybe one day you will also be family, by name,”

I shook my head and chuckled. Trust my grandma to come out with that. I was curious how Farrah would respond.

“Slow down, way too soon for that,” Farrah giggled.

“I am just saying,” she laughed, “You don’t know, maybe the two of you will be together for the rest of your lives. It happens, even with you both still young,”

“No one knows what the future holds,” Farrah said.

That is true, but we are still only teenagers, and even though it can happen, teenager sweethearts spending the rest of their lives together doesn’t mean it will be that way for us.

I announced I was there and went into the bedroom.

“Hey, my two favourite women in the world,” I grinned.

“Hello, sweetie, did you get everything?” grandma asked, and I nodded.

“What have I missed?” I asked and looked between them.

They looked at each other, laughed and then told me nothing. I didn’t think they would say to me what was talked about when I wasn’t there. Farrah and I stayed with my grandma for a little while before leaving her to sleep. The painkillers she was on were knocking her for six.

“Quick question, babe, how much of the conversation did you hear?” Farrah asked.

How did she know I heard their conversation?

“I don’t know what you mean,”

I shrugged it off and pretended like I had no clue what she meant.

“Yes, you do,” she chuckled and shook her head.

“I may have heard it all,”

“Um, OK, sorry you heard all of that,” she said shyly.

“Don’t worry about it. I know what she can be like,” I laughed.

“As long as you don’t think I encouraged it,”

She seemed more freaked out over it than I did. I stopped on the spot, and she did the same and turned to look at me, confused.

“Farrah, would you relax. I know you didn’t, so please, stop worrying,”

I held onto her hips and brought her to. I pressed my lips to hers in a soft kiss. She moaned into the kiss and relaxed. I knew that would work. I parted from her and smiled.

“How about coffee, cookies, and sit out back to enjoy the sunshine?” I suggested.

I didn’t want to go too far in case my grandma woke up. However, she had talked me into getting a caregiver in on a Sunday and a few hours a day while I was at school.

“Yes, that would be nice,” she smiled.

Things have been hectic recently, and I wanted time for only Farrah and me, even an hour. I am not resentful of having to look after my grandma, far from it, she has looked after me for years, but I still need to make time for Farrah and me which my grandma understands.

“You head out, and I will get you out there, sweetness,”

She nodded, pecked my cheek, and went out. I made the coffee and plated up some cookies, and joined her. She was lying on a blanket she had set out on the grass and staring at the sky.

“Comfortable, my love,” I chuckled.

“Yes,” she giggled and sat up.

I handed her a mug and took the space next to her. She rested her head on my shoulder, and I kissed the top of her head.

“This is nice,” she whispered.

“Yes, and what we both need,” I said, “Farrah, thank you for being here for everything. I would have been a mess without you, baby girl,”

“I will always be here,” she said and kissed me.

“I love you, and I would be lost without you,”

“I love you too, Asher,” she grinned.

She took a cookie from the plate and halved it, handing one half to me. Her head retook its place on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

“We should do something tomorrow after grandma has had breakfast and her morning pills before the worker gets there,” I said.
“I like that idea. Maybe we can get away for the day,”

“Anywhere you want, beautiful,”

Farrah told me she would think about it. It would be my treat; it was the least I can do after everything she had done for me recently.

Once Farrah finished, she laid back down and patted the space next to her, and I happily joined her. She shifted closer to me and placed her head on my chest, and curled into me.

I caressed her arm, and she drew circles on my chest with her fingers. I know we are only out of the backyard, but it was lovely. It is probably the first time we have had alone time in the last week. I was eager for tomorrow to get the entire day together.

A comfortable silence fell between us. She slid her hand under my tee and rested it on my stomach. My entire body responded to her. She giggled and nuzzled my neck.

“I am excited for our alone time tomorrow,” she whispered.

“Me too,”

I believe she has missed our alone time as much as I have.