Chapter Five
We've been driving for over an hour before we finally reach New York. As we pull up in front of my apt. I'm not sure what to do. Right now I feel like stepping out of the truck and screaming at the top of my lungs.
I open the door silently and set my feet on the ground.
SAM: Aren't you forgetting something?
I turn back and look at him.
CRUZ: ummmmm...goodbye.?
SAM: No. Here's your key. All your belongings should be inside. I made a few phone calls yesterday and made arrangments for them to be delivered this morning.
CRUZ: We'll that's it then
SAM: Take care of yourself
CRUZ: I always do
SAM: Goodbye. I've been assigned to a little place in Texas this place is too much for me. So... good luck
CRUZ: Bye
Wow this place looks so different to me. I stand outside for what seems like hours but its only minutes just staring at my building. I take a deep breath and a step forward heading towards the steps of my place.