This one ends on an incomplete note as well, but at least it’s not mid sentence. I truly do not know what she was going to say and I have a feeling that I didn’t when I wrote which is why that’s where I stopped and started a new draft because I as running out of time. 

Coming Home

Bonnie stood outside her home. Her house may have been a few
blocks away, but this was home. This was the place she felt most safe and she
hadn’t been able step foot in it since Grams died. She was the reason she
called this home and she feared the empty feeling that would come from her not
being there. Her father hired movers to put all hers stuff in storage. He had
planned on selling the place and her stuff, but Bonnie had insisted. She knew
that she would come back someday.

Kai walks past her groaning from holding a heavy box. “I
still don’t understand why we couldn’t hire movers. It would have been lot
easier.”

Bonnie gives him a look. “Because I did want strangers
touching my stuff.”

“Well, can we at least use magic?” Kai whines.

“Kai, I’m not using magic on something as trivial as moving
boxes.”

“And you don’t have to.”

“We’ve been over this, there are something you need to
experience the old fashion way.”

“And this is one of them?”

“This is one of them.”

“Whatever you say my dear, you’re lucky I love you.”

“And you’re lucky I tolerate you.”

It was his turn to give her a look which she returns right
back.

“Come on get a move on it, you only move into you’re first
place once.”

He shakes his head and does what she says. “The things I do
for love,” he mutters to himself.

Later that evening when all the boxes are inside and they
sit on the floor in their living room with only a box of pizza between them and
candles as their only lighting. It would almost seem romantic if they both
weren’t so exhausted. It was amazing what the accomplished by themselves. The
only thing they had left to do was get the furniture out of storage.

Kai takes one last bite and throws the crust into the box.
He stares at Bonnie watching her eat. He clears his throat.

“So you want to tell me why this meant so much to you?”

“Moving in with my boyfriend? I thought that meant a lot to
both of us.”

“It does, but why did it have to be just us, no movers, not
even your friends.”

“Maybe I just wanted to get you alone.” She start to crawl
her way to him.

He smirks. “And you needed manual labor to do that?”

“How else was going to get you all nice and sweaty.” She
closes the gap between them and sits in his lap.

“I can think a few ways.”

“Want to show me them.”

He captures her mouth in a kiss and grabs her hips pushing
her down on him. She grinds on him in return. As she starts pushing him onto
his back he stops them leaving Bonnie wanting more.

“As awesome as this is, and trust me it’s awesome, you still
haven’t answered my question.”

Bonnie sighs in annoyance. “You’re going to think it’s
stupid.”

“Why would I think anything that comes out of your mouth is
stupid?”

“Because it is.”

“Then tell me anyways.”

“No.” She burrows herself in his shoulder.

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Banana.”

“What?”

“C’mon just tell me.”

“You going to have to work harder than that.”

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