I talked for a while. Let me rephrase that. I cried for a while. But after I was finished I felt better! I think this was what my mom wanted to happen in therapy. Spoiler alert. That never happened in therapy.

"But I just wish it was, just like it was. You know, before?" I sniffled. For some reason those words sounded familar. Joe smirked.

"There was a time when I was hopeful. When I was good inside." He sang looking like he was trying not to laugh. Oh god what have I started.

"Everyone said that I was evil. And maybe they were right!" He started slowly getting down on both knees

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"What are you doing?" I sighed. He pretended he didn't hear me.

"I changed my name! I went insane. I never felt so little." He stretched an arm out to me. I gave him a look. Secretly I was loving this.

"I was a fool- to think they could love me. WHEN I WAS THOMAS RIDDLE." Joe then gave me a look. Oh god this was the duet part. He wanted me to sing it with him. I could see it in his eyes. I laughed. He didn't move. I raised my eyebrows. He nodded. I sighed. Okay. He wins.

"I've fallen.
From up high
The world has said goodbye
I'm not an angel
Not the answer
I'm just going nowhere faster."

We stopped.

"You good?" I laughed asked him

He took a moment then nodded.

"Yeah I'm good. You started it."

I rolled my eyes.

"Shut it."

"No." He stuck his tongue at me. I returned.

"I can't believe that just happened." I chuckled.

"I thought it was beautiful." Joe crossed his arms.

"You're suppose to say that." I placed my hands on my hips.

"Nuh huh!"

"Yeah HUH!"

He just sat there and grinned at me.

"I'm not a singer." I reminded him.

"You could be?" He said it almost as a question. I shoved him.

"Yeah okay." I replied in a mocking tone. I leaned back into the couch and sighed again. One big deep breath, my body being eaten by the couch. Today had been a long ass day. This morning I'm thinking that I'm moving; now I'm singing, moving in with Joe, crying, laughing, all by managing to keep my disappointment rep with my dad. God I needed a nap. I went to bed as soon as I kicked Joe out. Whatever was left of my bed at least. I managed a blanket and a pillow. I promised to unpack more things tomorrow. Maybe I didn't even need to unpack. I was moving after all. Just not so dramatic. I fell asleep listening to I Was on repeat.

The next morning I went over to Joe's for apartment shopping. I love shopping but this was the one thing I hated. I never really knew what was good or not when it came to real-estate. I was clueless. So I definitely wanted something where I didn't have to do any construction to it. I would be completely lost. The first apartment was okay I guess. It had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom! So it had its standards. The walls were a pale pink and the floors were a light wood. The bedroom was biggish. I have no idea but Joe didn't like it too much for whatever reason it was. I wasn't really listening. The second one was again a bust. So was the third. And the fourth. Personally they all looked generally the same. Maybe that's why they didn't work out! By the sixth one it was different. Oh the sixth one. It was by the beach. That's what sold me. But there were other things about that apartment that stuck out. The living room took up most of the flat. The apartment had the same dark-wood floors throughout but the previous owner separated rooms with fun rugs. I like fun rugs! There was an island in the kitchen along with a lighter wood cabinets. The wall were full of color ranging from a relaxed purple and pale yellows. I really don't know how but it worked. And I liked it. If we added a couch here and a table there...I looked up at Joe. He was talking to the lady all serious like. I wondered what he was talking about. I shrugged and looked back out the window. The ocean was so close! I could stare at it all the time. It was closer to work. If they would hire me again. I haven't really talked to them yet. Yes I liked this very much. Joe came back.

"So they have to get back at us but you know blah blah blah."

I nodded. I got it.

"How long?"

He shrugged.

"A day or two. If we are accepted we can move in right away."

"Yay not homeless!" I cheered. I glanced back one more time at the ocean view. If we were lucky that will soon be my view. Our view. I couldn't wait.

The next day I helped Evanna pack and carry some stuff all the way to Denny's. It was hard but I managed. He already seemed to move around some stuff since I'd been here last. Took down some if his man-cave stuff. Obviously Evanna had to give some stuff up too. She wasn't quite too happy her Justin Timberlake posters weren't making it into the move. I had become a boxing packing champ now. Taping boxes closed and squeezing as many items as I could. I was a pro. The waste was that we were packing all this stuff, just to bring over next door and unpack. Oh well it was fun. I was happy she was happy. I was always happy if she was happy. One can't be sad when you're looking at her little happy face. Her cheeks became a bright pink and you swear her eyes sparkle. She also sings when she's happy the goddess.
The day after Joe came in panting. I was eating.

"Hello..." I said with my mouth full.

"The lady just called." Joe panted. I knew who the lady was. He tried telling me her name but I couldn't pronounce it right and so he just shortened it to lady.

"And?!" I stood up. This was the moment. Joe started to look down.

"Well you see..." He spoke glumly. I sighed. Back to square one I guess.

"We got it!" Joe finished ecstatic. We did not have to go back to square one! We got it! I ran and hugged Joe tightly. This was really happening. I guess my boxes were next. We broke from the hug but Joe kept staring at me.

"You're so beautiful." He grinned. I made an ugly face.

"Ugh sappy," I pushed his face away lightly. "Call me when Walker gets back." I sassed before I pranced over to my bedroom to repack some belongings.

"You can have the couch and the TV." Evanna conversed as we both packed. "We don't need those, but I am taking some kitchen stuff." She smirked.

"Not Peso!" I exclaimed. Peso was our penguin whisk. He was fun to play with.

"Maybe Peso." She pretended to wipe away a tear.

"Boooooo."

She giggled and continued to pack up her blankets.

"Don't you think it's kinda a waste to put stuff in boxes to move next door?" I asked her curiously. She shrugged.

"No cause I don't know where the hell I'm going to put some of this stuff so at least they are in nice boxes."

I nodded. "That makes sense." I agreed. I looked into my almost empty bedroom.

"Do I need my bed?" I asked. "Like what do I do with that?"

Evanna shrugged. "Whatever you want I guess."

How was I suppose to know! I sighed heavily. I had so much stuff! And I couldn't really pack all my clothes because I had to wear some but then what happens to my dirty ones? Do I clean them or pack them dirty? I hated this. It looked all the fun from packing a couple days ago and now where wearing off on Evanna as well. We were both exhausted. We were so exhausted in fact that we lied near each other on the floor for a break and fell asleep. We woke up to Denny and Joe giggling to themselves and taking pictures.

"We're going to kill you guys." I growled from the floor.

"As soon as we get up." Evanna groaned. We didn't get up for at least another 20 minutes. And by that point we were too lazy to punch our boyfriends so we ate instead. After food we gave up and watched TV while the boys dragged our limbs to get back to work.

"You pack." I whined.

They stood up and stared at each other.

"Fine." Denny crossed his arms and smirked. The next noise we heard was a crash and a sorry. Evanna looked at me.

"They did that on purpose." She snarled.

"This is what we get for taking a break." I grumbled and leaped off the couch to go save whatever belonging was going to hit the floor next. Assholes.

Turned out they didn't knock anything over. They used a sound app to make it seem like they did.

"You asshole!" I smacked Joe repetitively on the arm while he laughed. Evanna did the same.

"I regret nothing!" Joe laughed.

"Nor do I!" Denny added. Evanna and I frowned. Those bitches.

"I wonder what would happen if i just...broke all your fingers. Then you would even to get to press your little buttons." I quoted angrily before I turned my back to them. Just so I could pack. We didn't even have a lot to pack anymore! We both had packing day before it was just other stuff!

"What do I do with a bed!" I screamed in frustration.