KIMBERLYEver since Brandon and i had the conversation of living separately, things have been a bit tense between us. I texted him this morning, informing him that I would be picking up my things today, he's only response was,"Alright."I hate this, I hate how we are, I hate the fact that we don't talk like we used to back then.After I finish packing up, I write him another text letting him know I'm ready to go.Me: I'm done, got everything I need.His reply comes after a few seconds.Bran: Cool.I look around the bedroom one last time, conflicted between two decisions. I've been living with Bran for the past three years and I don't know how the change will feel.I sit at the edge of the bed, feeling invisible hands tightening around my heart. Do I really want this? To leave?My phone rings, startling me out of my own messed up thoughts, I see Killian flash on the screen and compose myself then pick up."Hey baby bro!"He grunts in irritation."Stop doing that. I'm not a kid anymor
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