Me, Marshall, Hailie, Stevie, and Alaina had just walked onto the jet, preparing for take off so that we could finally go back home after spending the holidays with my family over the last four days. Hailie went to take a nap on the bed in the back of the jet while Alaina was sat next to Stevie on the couch. I was sat at the table by the window opposite of Marshall. We all got ourselves situated for the flight then began takeoff.
Once we were steady in the air, I took my MacBook out of my carry on, connecting to the planes internet. I went online, beginning my search for my new apartment in Chicago. I was looking at all the luxury and modern ones, even condos. To be honest, I wasn't sure of what exactly I wanted, but I knew it had to be something modern yet homey. Something where I could see myself thriving and comfortable at, at the end of the day. I couldn't be near my old apartment for safety reasons, but I was open to anything really. Looking at the living rooms, kitchens, balconies, and commons, I had gotten caught up.
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I was so intrigued by the listings that I hadn't noticed that Marshall moved to sit next to me, seeing what I was up to.
"What you lookin' at?" He reluctantly asked me, looking at my computer screen.
"Apartments." I answered, "Figured I should start looking for a new place soon." I told him, not thinking too much of it.
"Oh." He gave a one worded reply, letting out a sigh.
"Do you like any of these? I think some of them are pretty nice." I tried to make small talk with him.
I was flipping through the tabs, showing him different listings. He looked at all of them, but didn't really say much. I wanted his opinion, but he didn't really give me one. He didn't seem to be interested in any of them.
"They're ight." He shrugged, "What made you start looking at apartments though?" He asked me suspiciously, kissing his teeth.
"I just feel like I'm ready to move on to that next part of my life that we spoke about after everything that had happened. I'm ready to start my new beginnings - A new chapter." I gave a faint smile.
He looked at me for a few seconds, remaining silent. He moved back to sit at the opposite end of the table.
"Okay." He gave a one worded reply before slipping his headphones on and closing his eyes.
That was weird to say the least. He wasn't acting like himself, and seemed to be upset about something. What? I don't know, but he didn't seem to want to be bothered as he ignored me when I tried to get his attention again. He stayed that way the rest of the duration of the flight. In return, I ignored his bad mood, continuing my apartment hunting alone.
— Rochester Hills, Detroit, 5:18PM
We had arrived back in Michigan at around 4pm, and everyone had gotten dropped off at their respective houses. Marshall and I had just arrived at his home in Rochester Hills after an hour drive. The security took our bags upstairs while we entered the home. There was this weird uncomfortable tension between us, and I had no clue why. He said nothing the entire flight and nothing the entire car ride home. Not to me anyways because he was still very much talking to his daughters. So obviously he was mad at me about something, but I didn't know what the reason was. It was honestly taking a toll on me because he had never given me the silent treatment before.
