Chapter 43

Ahh...it is finally moving day. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

I will be honest though, i am a little scared. 

I'v lived here my entire life. I went to a college near by so i can sleep in my house. In my HOME. And now that i am about to leave it, i feel a little sad.

"What are all this mugs for?" Iven asked as he picked the first of Shawn's mugs and i leaped forward to tale it put of his hands.

He looked at me with confusion and i cleared my throat before carefully wrapping the mug and placed it in my suitcase. My plan is to put the mugs in my clothe and then put more clothe on it so it doesn't collide against each other and break.

"It's just a collection. Nothing more." I answered in a low tone and Iven nodded his head before walking in to the bathroom to get my stuff.

I looked over at my book shelf and traced my eyes over the mugs.

I'm trying to move on so i should leave the mugs here, right? If i take them with me then...i would be keeping a part of him still with me.

I frowned as i looked at the little box on my nightstand and reached out for it.

I opened the box to look at the queen bracelet Shawn had given me when we were going for dinner at Ron King's house.

I took it off a couple of days after Shawn and i broke up but i couldn't shut it in a drawer somewhere, afraid that i might lose it. So...every night it stared at me from my night stand and mocked me when ever i open the little box.

This is a part of him too. But i just can't seem to let it go. So, with all the mugs, i slid the little box in to my suitcase and dropped more clothe on top of it before closing the case shut.

Iven walked out with all my toiletries in a plastic bad and dropped it in a box before picking it up and making his way downstairs.

With the last of my suitcase in my arm, i looked around the empty room that was filled with so many memories.

Too many happy and sad moments have been spent in this very room and I cherished every single one of them.

Every day i came home happy or crying from school, every single hour i spent on my X-box, every single sleepovers i had with MC, every sleepless nights o have spent due to either excitement or fear....even the few days i locked myself in my room after the little stunt my class mates did to me on prom night...all of it rushed to me and i couldn't help but feel tears burning the back of my eyes.

I blinked the tears away and walked out of the room.

When i reached the bottom of the stairs, i looked at my mom and dad waiting for me by the door.

Mom had a sad smile on her face while dad was tearing up.

I moved over to the door and Iven took the suitcase out of my arms and walked over to his car to give me and my parents a little moment.

Mom and dad didn't waste a single second as they both pulled me in to a hug.

"Our baby girl is all grown up." Dad chocked out and i chuckled.

"Dad, i'm almost twenty-five." I whispered as the tears i fought so hard started to run down my cheeks.

"You're still out little girl." Mom commented as they both crushed me in their embrace.

After what seemed like forever, we finally pulled away from each other and wiped put tears.

"You better not ghost us, darling. Make sure to call and visit when ever you like." Mom commanded in a with a little laugh and i nodded my head.

"I will."

"And don't get tired of your old man if he keeps calling you over and over again." Dad said as he pulled me in for another hug.

"I won't." 

***

After i was finally settled down with my two best friends, i was made aware of that i wasn't the only one with a puffy eyes.

It seems like MC and Oliver had a hard time saying byebye to their childhood homes as well. We all took one look at each other and decided hat it was best to not talk about it. But Iven didn't get the message at all.

He took one look at all three of us and cracked up. He means well. I know he does. But the evidence of our red, swollen eyes would once in a while make him laugh all over again.

Oliver would glare while MC would roll her eyes. And by the time dinner came around, we all sat in the dining room and stared in to space.

"Alright, you guys. It was funny the first few times but it's getting old now." Iven commented as he stared at each one of us around the table.

"Stop pouting and have some fun, will you. This is a new beginning for you guys. You're not going to spend your first night as roommates mopping around, are you?"

"My grandma cried so hard." Oliver commented and Iven groaned before he sat down.

"Dad told me that he will keep my room the same if i ever want to spend the night with them." MC commented as she dramatically sniffled.

Iven looked over to me "What about you? Do you have some sad story about moving out?" He asked and i shook my head.

Before Iven could speak though, i cut him off.

"Dad said he'll call me over and over again."

"Dear lord." Iven murmured before he stood up and walked out of the door.

None of us said anything or loved a muscle to close the door he left wide open.

Turns out, moving away from home was not as easy as we thought. It was really...hard and sad.

All three of us sighed simultaneously. After a couple of minutes, Iven came back with three pizza boxes and two large black shopping bags in his hand.

He slammed the pizza boxes down on the surface of the table and started pouring put snacks and soft drinks and alcohol from the bags.

With in seconds, the entire table was filled with mouth watering deliciousness.

"Either you guys mop around the entire night, or we turn this depressing gathering in to a freaking house warming party."

The three of us looked at each other and then back at Iven.

"I'm sorry, who are you again?" Oliver and Iven smiled before he answered.

"I'm Princis' second date."

His answer made me laugh as i reach over to flick one of the pizza boxes open.

All four of us took out a slice and i raised mine up in the air.

"To roommate, to second dates and to new beginning." I screamed out and we knocked our slices together as if they were wine glasses and took a big bite out of them.