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Moving In: Chapter 13

Ever since that "talk" with Anthony, I haven't had much of a problem with him. A few times yes but it was handled.

. . . .

"This is really it..." I said looking into my completely empty apartment.

I was happy to finally be out of the place, but I wanted to cry just thinking about it. I learned so many things in this apartment. I learned everyday how to take care of a child by myself. Peter said his first words here, Peter took his first steps there. It was going to be really hard to leave this place.

Jimmy wrapped his arms around me, hugging me from behind.

"I guess it is..." He turned me around so I was forced to look into his eyes. "But we are going to make new memories in OUR home. I like the sound of that, OUR home. I could say it forever!" He said excitedly. I laughed.

"Yeah I guess so."

"Don't cry babe. Let's just get you to your new home."

He gave me a kiss.

Leaving that apartment was so hard... But it was time for a change.

. . . .

After we got everything into his house and unpacked it all, we were exhausted. We both went into the bedroom and just flopped on the bed.

"It's official, you're FINALLY moved in," He turned over on his side to look at me. I looked up at him as he was playing with my hair. "Welcome home," he said with the biggest smile on his face. He leaned down and gave me a kiss.

. . . . .

*A few months later*

James and I have been arguing a lot lately.

Nothing bad, but we just keep bickering about everything. I think its the stress from the school year coming to an end plus I haven't been feeling well lately.

I was sitting down at the table grading papers in the kitchen.

"Hey babe, can you grab me a beer?"

"Why can't you do it? I'm busy!" I snapped at him. What is wrong with me? I don't know why I've been acting this way. It's so weird, I've never snapped at him until recently. My hormones have just been bouncing off the walls.

"Geez! Didn't mean to bug you... I was just asking since you're right there!!" I looked over at him sitting on the couch. I couldn't tell if he was angry or hurt. He had his head in his hands and he was just putting his fingers through it.

I felt terrible. Just as he was about to get up to go grab it, I stopped him.

"No James, I'll get it."

"No you're busy. Just go back to whatever your doing," he sounded kind of mad.

"Just sit down I've got it."

He rolled his eyes end plopped on the couch.

I grabbed the beer from the fridge and I walked over to him and I sat down. He didn't even look at me. He just had his arms crossed.

"Here you go..." I tried to say in a sweet voice. I could tell he was both mad and hurt. Hurt because of the bickering and because of the way I've been acting, and mad because he doesn't know why I've been acting this way... And to be completely honest, neither do I.

He just grabbed it from my hand without turning his head.

"Thanks."

"James I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? You said you were busy, just go back to what you were doing," he snapped.

I took his hand.

"Please look at me."

He didn't. So I turned his head and I gave him a kiss.

"Now will you please look at me?"

"Hmm... I think I'm going to need a few more of those," he said with a slight grin while looking at his lap.

I turned his head again and gave him a long lingering kiss. As we pulled apart, I have him another one.

I laughed, "Now will you PLEEEEASE look at me?"

He looked over and smiled.

I put his hand in both of mine.

"Look, I'm sorry. I don't know what has been going on with me lately. I'm just really stressed out for some reason and I don't know why. I think it's because of the school year coming to an end and so I feel like I'm running out of time to do the things I need to do."

"Al, you've been stressed out about school before... But you've never been like this. When you come home, you let it vanish as much as possible and you actually relax. This is different. Are you sure there isn't something else?"

I didn't know how to answer that. He was right, but I just didn't know what else it could be.

"I don't know, maybe. If there is something else, I have no clue what it is."

He kissed my hands that were holding his.

"Then we will figure it out together. But for now, just relax."

I took his hand that I was holding and wrapped it around my shoulder so his arm was around me. He scooted me closer and we just sat there cuddling on the couch. I started feeling a lot better. He always manages to make me forget about every little thing that stresses me out.

But... There was still something else. I could feel it.

What is it??