Y/N has the perfect life until everything changed, but you decided to take your downs in life and make something real of yourself. After a lot of hard work and help from an FBI agent whom you met as a child, you went to school to join the FBI Behavi...
Hotch gave Derek and me Monday off to go look at the apartments we found online, he knew I needed to be out of my parents' house so my uncle and his family could move in.
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Choice number one was okay but a little too small, I know I wanted a small place but I didn't wanna feel cramped the whole time especially when I'd have Derek over. As much as I did like the bed over the kitchen it just wasn't a good apartment to have for when Derek stayed the night.
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The second one was way too pink it was an apartment someone was subletting while they were in Europe and I honestly couldn't live in an apartment with other people's surroundings, especially when those things were that pink.
We went to the last apartment and honestly I loved it, there were a living room area and a kitchen and the bedroom that wasn't above the kitchen but next to the living room and it wasn't the biggest apartment but it was the best option, So I decided to go with that.
"Well we got you an apartment and now we gotta get it set up for you," Derek said.
"Yeah I know I have too much stuff at the house to go in there."
"You could put it in storage or give it to one of your uncles' daughters" he suggested.
"Yeah, I'll figure something out," I said looking at the ground as we walked to his truck.
"Aight Lil mama out with it, what's wrong?"
"Nothing is good"
"Again profiler, I am one. So tell me what's wrong"
"Nothing it's just I didn't realize leaving the house that held so much pain for me would be so hard," I said now looking at him. He opened my door for me and then walked around to the drivers' side.
"Well maybe being there made you feel close to your parents again," he said.
"No, it wasn't that I never went on that side of the house. I think it was just familiar to me" He grabbed my hand and squeeze it.
"What can I do?" He asked.
"Nothing I'll get over it. Plus I have two days to move into the apartment and I've gotta figure out what to do with all my stuff"
