15. Slowly moving forward.

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"Woah- what? You are leaving? What gave you that idea?" Joey sat up. He didn't look happy about it, but he needed to understand.

"With Skylar passing.. I never truly noticed that in a blink of an eye someone you love can be gone before you know it. I want to go and visit my parents." I spoke quietly. Sawyer came downstairs half asleep, walked to the kitchen and grabbed the gallon of orange juice before heading back upstairs.

"Morfimh." He muffled out unclear on his way back up. It went silent after that, awkwardly silent.

"How long will you be gone?" He finally managed to blurt out. He was sitting across from me on the opposite couch.

"Two weeks-- a month or so.." My attention was down at my lap as my fingers fiddled with the stitching of my jeans. I didn't feel like myself, at least not now. Hearing him get up had my heart racing. Feeling the cushion beside me lower, I glance over. He reached his hand over to mine and held on to my cold hand.

"I can't tell you not to go. And I can't say that I know what you are feeling, I can't promise that you'll be okay in a few days. Just know that while you are out there in Chicago, if you need me for anything.. don't hesitate to call." His thumb caressed over the top palm of my hand. I nod and lay my head on his chest. He placed a kiss to the top of my head.

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The rest of the day was a blur. I stood with Joey for half of it until he said he was going to vlog another video, I then decided to head back home and pack. I already made the reservation for my seat on the plane, I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I really didn't want to go but I needed time to think, maybe seeing my parents and younger siblings would take my mind off of all of this. I called Ryan while I was at home letting him know that I will have to take a break from work. He understood, thank goodness.

I listened to music on my iPod as I packed. 'Whatya want from me' came on. It instantly reminded me of the day I met Joey while on my morning run.

Joey..

I felt a knot form in my throat. I didn't want him to think I was leaving because I don't want to be with him.. I do want to be with him. I can't be without that man. I just have to put myself first this time, you know?

I finish packing and check the time, '5:47 pm' I click my phone off and toss it on the bed. I left a few outfits out for the time I was going to be here, which was only for a day. I'll be leaving tomorrow evening. So that means I only had a day and a half to be with him.

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Y/n?

My phone went off as I was blow drying my hair, I had quickly taken a shower. Who knew packing would make you all sweaty? Oh yeah, struggling to zip up a damn duffle bag. I set down the blow dryer and answer to the text, it was from Joey.

Heyyy.
Read: 6:22

Lol, why so many 'y' s ? :p anyways, dinner? We can catch a movie afterward. (:

Sure, sounds great. Just give me a few minutes to get ready. Is it anywhere fancy? I don't want to have to unpack a dress!
Read: 6:27

Oh hush, don't worry about it. I have a dress. Don't worry where I got it from. I'll pick you up at 7:30?

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