MacFarlane X Glory (6): The Final Journey

Chapter 22 (2)

Seth's POV

The next few days, we were walking around San Jose, and while we were there, we stopped by at Subway. Glory ordered a tuna sandwich, Oliver and Mason ordered a lettuce, tomato and white cheese sandwich with mayonnaise, and I ordered pizza. Glory laughed at me, thinking if I would finish it or not.

"What's so funny?" I asked, about to eat my first slice.

"Nothing, culo gordo." She wiped the tears of my face, my cheeks red from laughter.

"What does it mean?" I said, not getting it.

"From what Mami said, it means–ay dios mío." Oliver said, checking his phone but got surprised when he saw the translation.

"You don't want to know what the word is." Glory placed my hand on my shoulder.

"Please tell me." I begged, desperate for the meaning.

"Culo gordo means fat ass." She smirked.

"Seriously?" I said, shocked to hear that.

"Yeah." Oliver nodded. I took his plate and cup to eat in peace. "His loss." Oliver whispered.

"Shh." Glory smiled. That afternoon, we continued walking around. I forgave her after she told me how sorry she was for calling me a fat ass. But in all honesty, I have been gaining some weight recently and she figured I should lose some of it and keep a few pounds.

"Look and the pigeons!" Mason exclaimed, pointing to them. He started feeding them and Oliver got terrified because of how many there are.

"Oliver, are you alright?" Glory asked him. He was trembling so much that he almost began to cry.

"I don't like birds. I think I have ornithophobia." He took his glasses off and wiped his eyes.

"What does that mean?" She said, unaware what it is.

"It means I have a fear of birds." Oliver answered, getting his glasses on.

"Okay, we won't see anymore of them." I shrugged and we told Mason we had to say goodbye to the pigeons. He was sad, but understanding that Oliver felt uncomfortable towards them.

We continued walking around and took some more photos. That day, we went back to the house and Glory began cooking some ceviche. One with the fish itself and the other one with palmito, which is palm of heart since Oliver prefers it more and because it's vegetarian. Glory poured two glasses of Imperial for me and I, as well as papaya juice for the boys.

"This looks amazing." I smiled at her, kissing her cheek.

"I'm glad you find it appetizing." She smiled as well, mesmerized at my beautiful dark brown eyes.

"What's that green stuff?" I asked.

"Cilantro." She held in her laughter.

"Is it safe?"

"Yeah."

"God, I fucking love you."

I was about to lift Glory up and when I did, she bit my neck again as a retaliation move. I put her down and felt the bite mark. "Oops. A wittle vampire can't control herself." She smirked.

"You're getting it next!" I exclaimed as I went outside. Glory laughed to herself, thinking I'm such a dork but a playful one for the most part.

Once Glory finished our dinner, I noticed that she put the ceviche in a separate bowl and the palmito is in another one. She went outside and found me with the boys, reading a children's book in Spanish. Oliver was drawing instead of listening, since he's already read this one.

"Mami, you have to help us! Papi keeps torturing us!" He said.

"Let him continue reading." I told him.

"I've listened to this book, when I was like, 7." He whined.

"Papi, this book is boring now." Mason told me.

"Okay." I shrugged. That night, we decided to eat outside and as we were doing so, I was smiling about something.

"What's so funny?" Glory asked.

"I took a selfie with my neck being bitten and Scott said that I looked possessed and the rest of the cast said it looks like I was eaten by a cannibal." I smiled.

"Maybe I should do that more often." She licked my forehead.

"Maybe..." I bit his lip seductively, raising my eyebrows. We began kissing each other and the boys didn't say a word. "Man, those lips are so soft." I blushed.

"The better to kiss you, my dear." Glory died laughing. That night, we were sweating from the amount of sex we had and began talking about stuff in general. "You know what, Seth?" She asked me.

"What?" I answered.

"We should buy two copies of the same book and start reading it together." She explained.

"That's a good idea. We can discuss the book and it's theme and what we like about it so far." I agreed.

"I saw this book on Amazon called A Million Little Pieces by James Fray, how does that sound?"

"I love that book!"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, I mean, who doesn't."

"I never heard of it until now."

"Well, sucks for you then." I laughed and she rolled my eyes at me.

"Very mature." She stuck my tongue out to me.

"Well, you started it." I said, turning the light off and going to sleep afterwards.

A/N: Hey, y'all! So, I didn't update on Monday due to the fact I had a power outage so I couldn't write while my phone was in low light. Anyways, feel free to leave a review and a vote, as well as a follow! Thanks. ❤️