I have left the comfort of my mother's nest, and flown to the arms of my boyfriend Domanik. I am currently eighteen years old and working at Stanadyne with my stepdad. It's been difficult getting used to everything in the apartment. "So um.....this m- er our room." He said keeping his head down. I felt a little awkward being in the same room with him, especially since it used to be his room. I kept quiet with my hands in my pockets and my hood covering my face. I didn't know how to feel about the whole situation, and I think he didn't know how to feel about it either. "Um Noelle? Are you okay?" He asked trying to brush the hood away from my face. I nodded my head, and he looked away. "What's wrong?" He asked. Taking a shaky breath, I managed to speak, "Do you want me to leave? I haven't really moved in yet; it wouldn't be a problem, my parents would be thrilled to have one of their babies back in the nest." He looked shocked, and a little hurt. "No, no I don't want you to leave, I want you to stay here with me, we've talked about this for years, please don't go." He grabbed my hands and held them close to his lips. "I don't want you to leave, I'm sorry if I don't seem thrilled, really I am more than happy that you're here, I'm just really, really nervous." He took my hood off, and looked into my eyes. "Noelle I love you, I want you to live with me." I couldn't help but smile, and kiss him. "Okay, I won't leave, try to be more enthusiastic, your nervousness is making me feel a little out of place." He laughed a little and kissed my head. "Alright kitten, I'll try ahem THIS! this room here! It twas mine but now it tis ours! Was that better?" I laughed and held his hand. "Yes, much better."
