She tilted her head while agreeing "Fine. Just to get your stuff and then we will head straight back or else I will call Stone again."

"Traitor." I murmured as we turned onto one of the streets taking us away from the beach.

My whole body was hurting. It was mostly my legs that felt strained. The hill up to my apartment was a challenge but I just tried to breathe through it because I did not want Lana making a fuss.

I unlocked the door to the apartment and stepped in while dreading what feeling would come with it.

Charlie ran past the both of us and jumped on the sofa. Lana looked around as I stared at the carpet and focused on anything except the sensation in my throat and my stomach.

The place had started to feel like home but now that was feeling was gone.

The small boy called from the other side of the room as he swung his legs "I am bored."

Walking over to him, I unlocked my phone and passed it to him "You can play on my phone until I have packed some of my things."

Lana and I made our war through to my room. I tried to keep my attention centred on the floor while she gawked at the walls of my bedroom.

"He painted all four of your walls green." Lana pointed out before she questioned, "Is that not too overpowering?"

I studied my fairytale green walls and had the urge to break down.

"You would think so but it is not." I shook my head with a small smile "It is perfect."

She nodded understandingly "I will pack some clothes for you. You get what else you want to take."

"Okay." I quietly let out.

Her whole body stilled as she took in the sight of the unmade bed. She turned around with a sheepish look on her face.

"Is there any love zones that I should avoid?" She asked with a red face.

"Love zones?" I repeated while my own face started to heat up.

"Is there?" She questioned while glancing at the headboard "Apart from the obvious."

"No." I said instead of the truth.

I was not going to tell her that she should not touch any wall, floor or other surface of the apartment. I was not going to tell her that she should probably just wait outside.

I sat on the bed and attempted not to think about anything else than what I was needing to take. I threw my school stuff into a bag and some books while I focused on the job at hand.

Lana was busy filling another bag with a few days worth of clothes when she looked around and whispered "Do you hear voices?"

Staying quiet for ten seconds, I answered "No."

She shrugged before picking up the bag of clothes "I will go and see if Charlie is fine."