Relocating

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I run back to Aria and Jacobs. She's still on the floor looking through the newspapers. I join her. She looks up, looks down, then circles another place.

"Are you better?" She asks.

"I think."

"Where did you go?"

"I found an art shop."

"Oh, and?"

"The picture was in there."

"What picture-oh. What?!"

"It's not for sale. Ashton asked her to watch it for him in case I came back to him."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"That's good. I guess I don't have to kill my cousin then."

"Yeah. I guess."

"Do you think he really wants to be with me?" I ask after a minute.

"Who wouldn't?"

"All of the guys I knew in Connecticut."

"Screw them. Now, would you like to go see an apartment?"

"Will I like it?"

"I hope so." She says and laughs.

We hop in her car. She says the she already knows where it is. It's near the coffee shop and that makes me happy. We pull in front of a two story, old brick building. I had passed it on one route to work before. She says there are about 20 units. The building is huge, in fact. We get up to one of the empty ones with a landlord and walk in. There's a big bay window looking over a nearby park. I walk into the the kitchen area that has a counter and window to see the living area. I walk into the big living room. Then, we head to the bathroom, which is nice. The bedroom has two big windows and looks nice. The apartment comes with a couch, bed frame, end table, overhead lights, dresser, television stand, and a lamp in the corner. Which meant I needed to buy a mattress, bedding set, dining table, some kind of television, everything that goes in the kitchen, the list goes on. It wasn't like I didn't have money. I had my inheritance and money from my job. I could pull it off. I would hate not being with Ashton, but he wasn't here for me. He had his own apartment. Almost on cue, Aria speaks.

"Ash left his apartment." She says.

"Really?" I'm honestly surprised.

"He called and asked me to have Jacob help him put his stuff in a storage unit."

"So he's not moving back?"

"He might. He said he'd stay with me or a friend when his dad comes back."

"Well, good thing I'm getting this apartment."

"You are?"

"Yeah. I like it. It's me."

"I'll help you move in." She says and smiles.

The landlord walks in.

"I'll take it." I say and smile proudly.

"Alright. We'll fill everything out tomorrow evening at 4pm. Nice of you to join the building." He says and leads us out of the building. I was happy with my choice.