Today is the day. It's time to move to New Hampshire. Aria and Ezra were long gone, and I didn't really have anyone to say goodbye to. Some may call it a blessing, or a time-saver, but Rosewood held a lot of memories for me. Hanna moved to Massachusetts with her new boyfriend, Jordan -whom I've never met- and my mother was too involved with work to even notice we were leaving. She may have changed from the abusive, evil mother, but she hasn't changed from the other side of my mother I knew: too busy to notice her own daughter.
I buckled Valerie into her car seat, then proceeded to buckle myself in in the backseat. I stayed in the back in case she needed anything.
"You nervous? I mean, it's a new city and all..." Toby said once he started driving.
"Me? Nervous?" I joked, "you should be the one who's nervous, Mr. Architect." Toby smiled.
"Well, not yet. For the time being, I'm Mr. Architect-in-the-making. I'm still Officer Cavanaugh for now."
That caught me off guard. "Wait, what?" I ask, in disbelief.
"I have to make money somehow," he said.
"Babe, you know how I feel about you being a cop." I say. Valerie was fast asleep, thankfully.
"I know, but I can't just not have a job!" He said, raising his voice. I had nothing to say back. He had a point.
"Sometimes you can be so stubborn." I mutter. I then realize that I said it loud enough to where Toby could her.
Why did I say that?
"I can be stubborn?! You were the one who urged me every single day to have a baby!"
Bad move.
"What are you saying?! That you don't want to be a dad? Because you can turn the car around and move back into our old house. By yourself." I threatened. I was losing my temper now.
Valerie woke up and began to cry. Even more frustrated than I was before, I tried to soothe her.
"Great. Now you woke up Valerie." I say.
And with that, the argument lasted throughout the entire car ride.
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When we arrived in New Hampshire, we didn't even pause to go into our house, leaving all our luggage in the car.
I started giving Toby the silent treatment when our argument died down, barely an hour ago. I was too tired to continue fighting with him.
"Do you at least want to get something for Valerie to sleep on? She can't just sleep on the floor." Toby said. I said nothing, grabbing a few pillows and blankets in the car.
When we got settled in, Toby laid next to Valerie and tried to get her to go to sleep.
"So we're just sleeping on the floor?" I ask, obviously irritated.
"Well, our stuff doesn't come until Wednesday. Looks like the floor is our only option." Toby said, slightly surprised I decided to speak to him.
I rolled my eyes, and laid another blanket on the floor.
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I couldn't sleep. The thought of waking up the next day, still being angry with him, scared me. When will this end? I don't want to fight with him any longer. This whole argument was my fault.
I look over and see that he's fast asleep. Making sure I don't wake the baby, I scoot in closer to him, gently waking him up.
"Spencer? Is everything okay?" He asked. Even when we were arguing, he was still concerned about me.
"I'm sorry. About today." I say, ashamed of myself.
Toby gets up and pulls me into his embrace. "It's alright, Spence. I'm sorry for getting angry with you. I know you're under a lot of stress right now, and me being a cop just adds to it. Once I'm finished with school, I promise, I'll quit my job as a police officer." He said.
I kiss his forehead and then we proceed to go to bed. Finally, I got some sleep.