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The Importance of Waterproofing in Basement Remodeling Projects

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Improved Energy Efficiency: Proper insulation and waterproofing can lead to lower energy costs.

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The Basement Waterproofing Process

One of the first steps in any remodeling project is ensuring your basement is dry and protected. Here's how we handle basement waterproofing:

Assessment: We begin with a thorough inspection to identify any potential water issues.

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Bringing Your Vision to Life

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The Remodeling Process

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Reasons Why Basement Finishing is Important

Along with the other areas, the basement is also an important part of a house. It has the potential to add more value to your property and allow homeowners to add usable living space. Whether you are running a business or want to keep your home in good condition, basement finishing Northern Virginia should be your first priority. If you have been thinking of finishing a basement for your home or business for a long time, here are some reasons why you should do it as soon as possible

There is always chance moisture can turn into harmful mold and finishing a basement eliminates such problems. Professionals finish basement with the help of waterproof materials to keep mold away from walls, floors, and ceilings.

There will be no leaks of moisture or cold air to get through after basement finishing is done. Fishing in a basement includes the right insulation to make the area comfortable and save on energy consumption costs. Moreover, you can get rebates for some upgrades.

Any residential and commercial property with a well-maintained basement has a good resale value. You should consider remodeling or basement water proofing Northern Virginia

It is very beneficial for homeowners struggling with insufficient space. A basement remodeling allows you to add extra space to organize your house adequately.

Another important reason is that basement finishing cost Northern Virginia which is low and you can get a great return on investment too.

Your property is your biggest investment and can give you more profits if you keep it in good condition. It is important to conduct maintenance from time to time to protect your property from damages. You can make and keep your basement dry with preventative measures. Also, if you are in need of reliable remodeling services, you can reach out to Beltway Home Repair. They are a Class A Residential Contractor that offers kitchen remodels, general home repair, new flooring, master bathroom remodels, house painting, and complete home renovation. For more information, visit BeltwayHomeRepair.com

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The Beginning Is the End Is the Beginning

Chapter 68: To the Bone

❧ Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader ❧ Era: Season 9 ❧ Pronouns: she/her ❧ Warnings: mild swearing, scary situation ❧ Word Count: 8k (I am so sorry besties)

❧ In This Chapter: Four months after the devastating mass murder, a blizzard hits. Daryl leaves to help the Kingdom move to the Hilltop, and you stay behind to take care of the kids. When the snowstorm forces you to share close quarters with Negan, you find yourself coming to terms with what happened, and whether or not you can forgive.

❧ A/N: I love writing Reader and Negan scenes, but even more than that, I love Daddy Daryl. Lots of cute Daddy Daryl in this chapter, with lots of drama in between. Also couldn't resist using this scene for the gif. How wholesome???

All those years you spent in Georgia, they made you forget how harsh Virginia winters could be.

You remembered that first winter in Alexandria. It was hard, and poor Daryl, he had never even left Georgia before, so when the snow came tumbling down, chilling the man who insisted he “never got cold” to his very core, he wasn’t prepared for it.

Of course, it snowed in Georgia, but very little in comparison. Daryl grew up in the snowier part, the northern Blue Ridge region. In the rural mountain town he grew up in, there was snowfall, but even then, he’d never experienced a blizzard, not like the one that was threatening to encapsulate northern Virginia in a raging snowglobe.

Having grown up in northern Virginia, you were a little more accustomed to the heavy snow, but still, you’d never lived to see a blizzard. They were relatively rare, and the last recorded snow storm you knew about was in the winter of 1996, when you happened to be visiting your grandparents in Georgia.

The winters you’d seen at Alexandria had been hard, but not deadly. This year, however, was inordinately cold, and the snow had begun to fall sooner and heavier. The incoming threat of the blizzard was formally recognized by the council just days before Daryl, Michonne, and Aaron would leave to help the Kingdom make the journey to the Hilltop.

The entire settlement was already in bad condition, with pipes breaking and fires raging. The unusual coldness of that winter didn’t help matters, and soon it was determined that the living conditions at the Kingdom were no longer safe.

Without a singular leader after the Whisperer attack four months earlier, the Hilltop had organized a council, much like that of Alexandria. After several failed attempts to reach Maggie, who they had hoped would offer help, they decided that the best course of action would be to offer sanctuary for the citizens of the Kingdom. After all, it would strengthen their numbers greatly, and with the idle yet looming threat of the Whisperers, it would be an advantage.

So, Daryl did what he usually did: he stepped up, offered to help lead the caravan of Kingdom refugees to the Hilltop. With the winter storm approaching, they were going to need all the help they could get. He was also hoping to bring Lydia to Alexandria, as she had been promised asylum there, and you wanted to have her stay in your home.

In fact, that was your latest project: getting Lydia’s room ready.

With a fresh coat of paint and some tidying up, the basement looked much more welcoming than it had before. It even had a few high windows in the foundation, so it seemed like a perfect space for the teenager to stay—private, yet homey.

You were putting the finishing touches on Lydia’s bed, covering it with a homemade quilt Bev had given you last year for Christmas. You tried not to think too much about the memory, but it hit you when you came across the neat, meticulous stitching on the border of the quilt:

For (Y/N), my dearest friend

It brought both tears and a weak smile to your face, remembering how excited she was to give that quilt to you. It took her ages to make it, and you’d accidentally walked in on her once when she was stitching it. She threw the quilt behind her couch and stood up to greet you nervously, trying to peel your attention away from the bit of fabric peeking out behind the sofa.

“Mommy!” called Robin from the top of the stairs leading to the basement.

You quickly wiped your tears and sniffled. “Yes?” you called out to her.

“Daddy’s leaving! He said you better get your butt up here and say goodbye right now!”

Knowing Daryl, he didn’t say “butt.”

You replaced the pillows on the bed, and extinguished the lantern on Lydia’s bedside table.

“Coming!”

He was by the front door, slinging his crossbow over his shoulder and adjusting the strap resting diagonally across his broad chest.

You patted Robin on the head as you met her at the top of the steps of the basement, and she quickly zoomed up the stairs to the second floor. Your eyes widened at her sudden burst of energy. “Where are you going, Speedy Gonzalez?”

She called out to you as she continued running up the stairs. “I have to give something to Daddy before he leaves!”

Daryl shook his head and scoffed. “She’s ‘bout as crazy as you,” he said, before you cut him off by kissing his lips, slightly chapped from the dry winter air.

He tangled one hand in your hair, the other caressed your waist and pulled you against him. “Be careful,” you said against his lips, rubbing his warm chest up and down with your chilled hands. “I know this couldn’t wait any longer, but I wish you were doing this after the imminent blizzard. You know, the one Eugene said would have broken records back in the day.”

He rolled his eyes before pecking your lips one more time. “Yeah, what does he know?”

You shook your head and laughed. “A lot. He’s been reading all about blizzards, you know. Checked out every book on weather and atmospheric science.” You paused as you caught a glimpse of Daryl’s attire—a tattered simple black coat. “That’s all you’re wearing?”

He looked down at his body and shrugged. “Got layers underneath.”

You shook your head. “Where’s that poncho? You’re going to need at least one more layer.”

He huffed as you turned to the coat rack, and pulled from the tangle of coats a large grey and black mohair poncho.

“Nah,” he said with a shake of his head, his hair flapping against his face. “Told ya, I’m fine, woman.”

Without listening, you stripped Daryl of his crossbow, pulling it over his head and messing up his hair. He grumbled, and cursed a little as he felt the head hole of the poncho disturb his mop of brown locks again.

You flattened out the warm garment, smiling and admiring how cute he looked in it. “There,” you said, quite satisfied with yourself. You reached out your hands to smooth his hair, soft from your homemade shampoo. “Now you look nice and warm, and very handsome.”

He grimaced, and scrunched his face when you planted a kiss on his nose. “Gimme back my bow,” he said.

You sighed and reached down to pick up the clunky weapon. “Here. Promise me you’ll be safe?”

“Yeah,” he huffed, replacing his crossbow over his shoulder.

“And you won’t do anything stupid?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’ll come back in one piece?”

He shook his head and grabbed you by the waist, pulling you in for one more kiss before he left. “I promise,” he said after your lips parted. “Don’t worry about me, just worry about our kids.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing he was talking about Robin, and Dog. “Yes, our daughter and the dog I gave birth to. I’ll keep ‘em safe.”

He looked up and over at the staircase with furrowed brows. “Where’s that little terror anyway? Robin!”

You hit his shoulder, scolding him for calling your bundle of joy a “little terror.”

“I’m here!” her little voice called out from her room, and not a moment later, she began running down the steps, her hands behind her back where she held whatever she was going to give to Daryl.

“Slow down!” you cried. “You’ll fall again!”

The day Robin fell down the last few steps of the staircase was the day you saw Daryl the most terrified he’d been since the two of you came within an inch of being blown to bits at the CDC, and she only got a bruise on her elbow.

Daryl outstretched his hands and made a “gimme” gesture.

“Whatcha got for me, peanut?”

She smiled sheepishly, then pulled from behind her a beaded charm bracelet. Ever since Carol gifted her that necklace, she had begun an interest in jewelry making, and it seemed even Daryl couldn’t escape her rampage of beads and twine.

“It’s a bracelet,” she said, holding it before Daryl in her small hands. He kneeled down to get a better look at the craft, with its assortment of blue beads, each a different shade, and in the center, a series of lettered beads spelling out the name DIXON. “I made one for Mommy too.”

Daryl delicately took the bracelet in his hands as she pulled from the pocket of her parka a similarly designed bracelet, only with beads of lavender and rose colors, but the same very same letters in the center.

“Wow!” you exclaimed, graciously accepting the gift. “These are beautiful, sweet pea. You did this all by yourself?”

She nodded proudly. “Mhm, in class. Wanna see mine?”

Both you and Daryl nodded as you each slipped on your bracelets, both on your left wrists.

Robin procured her bracelet, with mismatched beads of shades of green, her favorite color, and, of course, DIXON in alphabet beads. “So everyone knows we’re Dixon’s,” she said. “And it’s for good luck.”

Daryl pulled the girl in for a hug, lifting her off her feet and twirling her around, to which she giggled in delight. “No one’s ever had any trouble knowin’ you’re a Dixon, birdie.” He pecked her softly on the nose, tickling her with his scruff. “Thanks, I love it. I ain’t never takin’ it off.”

“Good,” she replied. “I won’t take mine off neither.” She looked at you with a teasing grin. “You won’t take yours off, right, Mommy?”

You smiled, looking up from your bracelet, which you had gotten lost in admiring. “Of course I won’t. It’s beautiful.”

With a grunt, Daryl set Robin back on her feet, and bid her goodbye before he left to rendezvous with Michonne, Aaron, and the other volunteers from Alexandria at the gate. Of course, he gave her a few instructions before he left.

“Take care of Dog,” he said. “And be good for your momma.” He knew that last instruction was unnecessary, since Robin was an angel, and rarely caused trouble.

She nodded dutifully. “I’ll take care of Dog and Momma.”

Shortly after Daryl left, you went over to Michonne’s to pick up Judith and RJ, who were trusted to stay with you while she was gone.

Over that night, the snow only got worse, and the generators gave out that next morning, so there were no heaters to speak of. The storm was beginning, and swirls of snow came winding through every crevice of Alexandria, and with each hour, the winds got stronger and faster.

Eugene came to your doorstep and informed you that the solar panels were out of commission due to the snow, and that “winter one ice-storm protocol” was now in effect.

“What?” you asked, genuinely having no idea what that meant, and you were on the council.

He huffed, folding his arms over his chest to keep warm. “It’s gonna be colder than a witch’s tit in a brass bra.”

The plan was to split the town into three groups, each at different locations with the largest working fireplaces—Aaron’s house, Barbara’s house, and the meeting house.

Your household joined the latter group,

When Eugene helped escort you, the children, and Dog to the meeting house, you all held hands in a chain, the children between yourself and Eugene as you trudged through the thick flurries of white hitting your faces.

Dog was walking alongside Robin, who had tied his leash loosely around her wrist. When the wind knocked over a pale somewhere in the distance, the metallic bang must’ve alerted the astute canine, causing him to break free and run off into the white void.

“Dog!” she yelled after him.

“Come back!” cried Judith. “Dog!”

You kept your hand laced around Robin’s tightly, though you felt her tugging, trying to run after him. You heard him barking in the distance, but it got further and further away, and soon there was no pinpointing his location. “We’ve got to get out of this storm!” you told her and the other children, screaming over the swirling, deafening wind. “We’ll find him later! Let’s go!”

Upon entering the meeting house, you were relieved to shake off the snow that had settled on the children’s clothes, though you were less than pleased to see a familiar, obnoxious face staring at you from across the room.

“What the hell is he doing here?” you asked Gabriel after you got the children settled by the fireplace. “He’s supposed to be in his cell, not out here with us.”

Gabriel shook his head. “(Y/N), he’d freeze to death down there, you know that. It’s inhumane.”

Your eyes widened. “Well, I think it’s inhumane that he’s still even alive,” you whispered, trying not to say such a thing for Robin to hear. “I don’t want him around the kids.”

Though you were aware from talks with Michonne that Judith had a habit of visiting Negan in his cell, and even considered him a friend, you had been pretty good about keeping Robin from Negan.

All the children were curious about Alexandria’s lone prisoner, including your daughter. She had asked Daryl about him once, and he told her he was a bad man who deserved to be where he was, and that she should never go near him.

The older she got, the more curious she became, and you worried that soon she’d hang around Negan’s window, too.

It didn’t matter now, because the man was in the very same room as your little girl. He might’ve been chained up, but his mouth was still capable of moving, and sure enough, it did.

“Well, shit,” he exclaimed. “Is that you, (Y/N)?”

You crossed your arms and avoided eye contact, trying to keep your attention on Gabriel.

“I haven’t seen you in… years.” He broke out into a smug smile, roaming his eyes over your body. “Man, you look good.”

Gabriel extended his hand towards Negan, as if to tell him to shut up. “Look,” he said, “I know it’s strange having him here with all of us, and believe me, I don’t like it either, but we’re supposed to be keeping him alive, and that’s what we’re doing, like it or not.”

You sighed, knowing Gabriel was technically in charge. He was the head of the council, and any big decisions in Alexandria went through him. Michonne might’ve been head of security, but she wasn’t here right now, and Gabriel was.

“For the record, as a council member” you said, “I don’t like it.”

He nodded in understanding. “Noted.”

The darkness of night settled in, and the storm raged on outside, with the wind whistling through the building, punctuating the murmurs of the other Alexandrians talking amongst themselves, waiting for the storm to pass and retreating into their parkas for warmth.

In an act of hasty preparedness, you brought along two duffel bags and a backpack full of blankets, pillows, snacks, water, extra sweaters and coats, lanterns, and you stuffed the children’s backpacks before you left with puzzles and books to entertain themselves.

Still, no matter how much you tried to take Robin and Judith’s minds off Dog, they huddled together by the window, looking out through the curtain at the storm to see if he was out there.

Of course, it worried you, and you headed over to them, resting your hands on their shoulders. “Hey,” you said softly, “he’s going to be fine. He’s got lots of that thick fur, and he’s smart. I’ll bet he’s found himself a nice cozy little hiding spot, away from the snow. Why don’t you come help RJ with the puzzle? It’s cold by the window.”

Robin pouted, looking between you and the older Judith. “Daddy asked me to take care of him,” she said sadly. “I promised.”

You pushed back a strand of loose hair from her face. “Daddy would want you to be safe and warm above all else. Come on, away from the window, both of you.”

You pulled Robin away by the hand, and Judith followed, finally settling down at the table where five-year-old RJ was working on the puzzle of Starry Night by Van Gogh.

Moving to the fireplace, you poured yourself a mug of coffee from the pot, surprising even yourself, as you hated coffee. Still, it was warm, and you were cold. Very, very cold.

“You good, sweetheart?” Negan’s voice asked you.

You huffed and turned to face him. “Fine,” you said brusquely, and turned to retreat back to the children.

“She yours?”

You bit your lip and debated upon answering. Something in your mind told you that even Negan was a person, and even he needed someone to talk to, but you always tried to push that voice down, insisting upon holding your justified grudge against him for everything he’d done, to you and your family.

“Yes,” you said, assuming he was talking about Robin.

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”

You turned to face him, now both irritated and confused by his line of questioning. “I think I should know, since she came out of me.”

He laughed, and you’d gone so long without hearing that laugh, but now here you were. “You know what I think? I think Daryl somehow spawned that little girl on his own, replicated his DNA or something, ‘cause that little girl, she’s pure Daryl.”

“You don’t know Daryl,” you said. “You don’t know me, and you certainly don’t know my daughter.”

He whistled quietly. “Ooo, that hurts, (Y/N). I forgot how cold you are… You’re like… an ice queen. Ironically, that’s pretty hot. How is my Daryl, anyway? He still… doin’ whatever the hell he does? More importantly, he keepin’ you… satisfied?”

Your nostrils flared and your heart began to pump rapidly, and through your veins you felt liquid fire coursing through, burning your skin.

You stepped closer, not wanting the kids to hear you.

“I don’t have the patience right now to deal with your smartass, perverted comments. I’ve got three kids and a dog to look after, my husband and my brother are out there in a blizzard, my best friend is dead, and on top of all of that, I’m colder than death and stuck with you of all people, so don’t test me. I’m not in the mood.”

He held his hands up in self-defense, clanging the chain that connected to his hand-cuff against the cot he was confined to.

“Sorry I asked,” he said with a laugh. “Look, I’m just tryin’ to make conversation.”

You were about to open your mouth, burning at the chance to tell him exactly what you thought about him for the first time, but you felt a tugging on your coat, and looked down to see Robin looking back up at you, curiosity sparkling in those deep-set blue eyes that reminded you so of Daryl.

“Mommy,” she said, “where’s my rabbit?”

Her eyes cautiously peered at Negan, who was smiling at her, and lifting his hand to give a small wave in her direction.

“Hi, there,” he said. You looked at him with hard, furious eyes, yet tried to remain composure in front of the little girl. “What’s your name, darlin’?”

She smiled back at him. For some reason, children gravitated to Negan, much like they did to Daryl. The only difference to you was that Negan was evil, and Daryl was the opposite in every way.

“Robin,” she said. “What’s your name?”

You huffed, trying to keep from appearing rude to Negan, knowing Robin would pester you about it.

Negan enjoyed hearing the girl’s voice addressing him, and smiled even wider. “My name’s Negan,” he said happily. “What’s this about a rabbit?”

“Her stuffed rabbit,” you said flatly, trying to get the man to stop talking to her. “Come on, let’s go find him.” You knew where it was, it was in one of the duffel bags you’d packed, but you wanted to get away from Negan, too. His voice was grating against your ears now.

“Can we find Dog after?” she asked.

Negan furrowed his brow. “Dog?”

“Dog’s our dog,” she said. “He got lost in the snow.”

Before Negan could say anything, you practically dragged Robin away.

“Don’t talk to him,” you whispered, leading her over to the table where RJ and Judith were still working on the puzzle. “That’s the man Daddy told you about. He’s bad.”

She looked back at Negan, who smiled at her again. “Is that why he’s chained up?”

“Exactly,” you said, kneeling down to search your duffel for Robin’s rabbit. “Here. He’s right here, baby.”

You handed her her bunny, and as you did, Judith spoke up.

“He’s not bad,” she said. “He’s changed.”

Judith knew more about what Negan had done from speaking with him, and she still seemed to forgive him, which made you wonder if he had told her everything he had done, like brutally murdering Glenn and Abraham.

You sighed. “Let’s not talk about people when they’re in the same room,” you said, knowing even Negan deserved a shred of respect, though not much.

Suddenly, Negan’s voice cut through the quiet crackle of the fire.

“Does anybody else smell something?” he asked.

“Can you stop being such an asshole?” asked Siddiq, who was getting tired of Negan’s constant remarks on the situation with Rosita’s newly discovered pregnancy.

She’d been involved with Siddiq briefly, and then moved on to Gabriel, whom she was currently with. She was able to determine, however, that the baby she was carrying belonged to Siddiq, and Negan found this dynamic terribly fascinating.

“No, he’s right,” replied Rosita. “Something does smell funky in here.”

You lifted your head to sniff a little better. “Smells like… tar.”

Eugene sprung into action. “Get away from there!” he cried to Siddiq and Gabriel, who were standing at the fireplace. He pushed them away just as an explosion erupted from the base of the fire, sending all three of them back, and causing you to jump to your feet and grab all three of your wards, moving away from the fire with great haste.

“Shit,” you sighed when the explosion died down.

Creosote buildup in the chimney, exacerbated by the less than stellar ventilation in the crowded, closed up building. That’s what caused the explosion, according to Eugene, and you were just glad the explosion wasn’t worse.

Still, it would have been unwise to start another fire, and everyone was quickly getting cold without the source of heat. You suggested heading to Aaron’s house, where some of the others were hunkering down. Everyone was on board with the plan, and you just hoped Aaron had been taking good care of his chimney.

Now, you had to figure out just how you were all going to get there, when there was a white whirlwind of thick, relentless snow outside.

Gabriel devised a plan, taking a long rope and having everyone in your group hold on to it as you walked.

You made sure to have RJ, Judith, and Robin right in front of you, urging them all to hold on tight before Gabriel opened the door to that cruel, blinding blizzard.

You couldn’t see anything besides what was immediately in front of you—three bobbing heads of the young children. You even felt the presence of Negan behind you, and hated every moment of him not being chained up, but it would have been impossible for him to hold onto the rope.

As long as you had your sights on those kids, everything would be fine. Still, flurries of snow hit your eyes, burning them with the cold as a distant bark rang out from beyond your limited field of vision.

Robin’s eyes widened at the sound. “Dog!” she cried, with Judith following suit and calling out for the animal.

Your eyes shot open at the screams, and just as they did, you felt the rope waggle between your hands as Robin and Judith let go and ran towards the barks.

“Robin! Judith!” you screamed into the white, swirling void, watching their tiny, frantic silhouettes disappear into nothingness. “No!”

You heard the others call out to them, too, and in an instant, you had let go of the rope, running in their direction and getting lost in the dizzying blizzard.

“Robin! Judith!” you cried desperately, now feeling every hair stand on end and every nerve in your body alight with fear. “Come back!”

No, no, no, you thought, over and over and over again. Not my baby.

You didn’t even notice his presence behind you this time, not until you felt him touch your shoulder. You turned around swiftly to lay eyes on Negan.

You shook your head in utter disbelief and abject fear, absolutely unsure of what to do other than wander around and scream their names until your voice and your legs gave out from under you.

There was no time to acknowledge Negan, other than a slight nod to him. He took your hand in his rather forcefully, and pulled you with him.

At first you thought he was trying to drag you back to the others, but when you heard him call out your daughter’s name, it seemed like a fever dream rather than a cold-induced nightmare.

He was helping you.

“Judith!” he bellowed. “Robin!”

You followed suit, crying out their names again and moving with Negan, your only landmark in the white chaos all around you.

Some stray piece of wood or some other sharp object must’ve gotten swept up in the storm, because when it hit Negan’s leg, it knocked him to the ground, causing him to scream and taking you down with him in the process.

“Goddamnit, Negan!” you yelled in anger, tugging on his hand to make him stand up as quickly as he could. “Get up! Robin! Judith!”

As much as you wanted to leave him there, you knew that if you found the girls, you’d need someone else to help you bring them both back. Luckily, you had seen them holding hands just before they disappeared from your view, so they’d be together, you hoped.

He groaned as he hoisted himself back to his feet, though you knew he’d be limping now.

He called out to them again, but in response you heard the distant, familiar barking of Dog.

“Dog!” you yelled, hoping he’d come to you, and bring the girls with him. “That way!” you yelled to Negan.

He nodded and ran with you, until you saw the faint, blurred figures of Robin and Judith, holding hands as Judith tried to tie Dog’s leash back around his neck.

“There!” you yelled. “Girls!”

They didn’t respond, only moved very slowly towards you as you and Negan approached quickly. You immediately took Robin in your arms, and Negan took Judith in his.

She practically fell onto you, and you hoisted her up without a second thought, taking Dog’s leash in your other hand.

Somewhere along the way, you saw Negan give his coat to Judith, and his blanket to Robin, draping it over her shoulders, and yours, as well.

You led Negan to Aaron’s house as best you could, and after a few stumbles in the snow, you made it.

Everyone was gathered around the fireplace, huddling for warmth and relieved to see you and the children again.

Rosita rose first, dusting the snow off you and Robin and replacing Negan’s blanket with a fresh one.

“Christ, we were worried about you,” she said, moving to Judith now and helping her get to the fire. “Are you all right?”

You set Robin down on the sofa where a few Alexandrians made room for her. “We’re fine,” you said, Robin blinking at you in confusion as you held her hands in yours to warm them.

Negan huffed. “Well, shit, (Y/N),” he said. “I’m not.”

After checking in on RJ, Gracie (who had already been with the group in Aaron’s house), Judith, and Robin, you helped Negan to the kitchen where you knew Aaron kept an extensive first aid kit.

“When’d you learn stitches?” he asked, sitting on the counter as you sewed the wound on his thigh shut. He followed his question with a hiss as you threaded the needle again.

“Um… about seven years ago. Had to, with the Savior war and all that.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Hey, least somethin’ good came out of it,” he said with a chuckle, though you didn’t laugh.

“Careful,” you said, not looking up at him. “I’ve got a needle in my hands.” You purposefully poked him harder than you needed him, causing him to squirm and yelp.

“Ah! Jesus, this how you treat Daryl? Suddenly I’m glad I didn’t make you one of my wives.”

“Daryl knows not to piss me off,” you said. “He’s smart like that.”

Pulling through the final stitch, you looped it around itself nimbly before clipping it short.

“There,” you said, proud of your work. “You’re fixed.”

He smiled rather smugly, as usual. “Wish we had a doctor as pretty as you,” he said. “Could use my own personal nurse down in my cell if you’re interested in the position. Lucrative pay.”

You scoffed as you put away the medical equipment. “Ask Siddiq. I’m sure he’d love to give you your prostate exams.” You snorted at your own joke, to which Negan laughed.

“That’s quite a snort,” he said, causing you to clear your throat and turn serious again. “Oh, come on, (Y/N). I know I was just about to make you crack a smile. Just a little one. Even the ice queen smiles sometimes.”

You shook your head and looked up at him. “Just because you helped save the kids doesn’t mean we’re friends now. You know what you did, not just to Daryl, but everything else too. It’ll never be good between us, so you can stop trying to make me smile. If that’s what you want, it’s not going to happen.”

“You’re chillin’ me to the bone,” he said. “I didn’t save those kids to get on your good side. I did it because I care, believe it or not. I care about Judith, and I just met her, but I care about your Robin, too. Now I’ll admit, I don’t care that much about the dog, but those kids weren’t goin’ anywhere without that mutt.”

You laughed a little at that, with just the hint of a smile as you thought about Dog and all the trouble he’d caused you over the years.

“That dog is the bane of my existence,” you said. “But I love him. More importantly, Robin and Daryl love him.”

He smiled, more genuinely than you’d ever seen him smile. There weren’t any of those obnoxious teeth, just the curve of his gently quirking lips.

“They mean a lot to you, huh?”

You looked at him in surprise at the question. “Of course,” you answered. “They mean everything to me, everything and more. They’re my family, my whole life… Do you even know what that’s like?”

It occurred to you that you had no idea about where Negan came from, the life he led before this world. You never thought about it before this, because you never really thought of Negan as a person. He was more like a symbol of everything you hated—greed, arrogance, conceit, selfishness… Now, though, sitting before you, vulnerable in his injured state, and expressing the sentiment of care, you were a little more willing to believe he might be a person.

“The Saviors were my family,” he said simply.

You tilted your head in unsatisfaction at that answer. “I’m not talking about that kind of family. I mean real family. Did you have one?”

He lowered his head and stared at his lap for a while before answering. “I had a wife… No kids. We wanted to, but… it just never happened, then she died. That’s all.” He waved his hand dismissively. “No, I’ve never had a family. Not since her.”

He fell silent, and seemed genuinely disturbed for the first time since you’d known him. Though you could never forgive him for what he had done, you could certainly feel some kind of sympathy for the man. You could even feel sympathy for someone like Alpha. Everyone was messed up, you knew that. Still, it didn’t mean you had to like everyone.

“It’s hard not to have family in this world,” you said, still trying not to look the man in the eyes. You felt more comfortable talking to him when you weren’t acknowledging that it was Negan you were talking to. “I know you didn’t save Robin and Judith for my sake, but, reluctantly, I feel like I have to say… thanks, or something.”

Negan raised his head and smiled widely, and you caught a glimpse of those obnoxious teeth before looking away in slight shame of thanking the man who kidnapped and allowed the torture, beating, and humilliation of your husband, but if he hadn’t helped you get the girls back to safety, you were sure one of them, or maybe even both, would have died out there in the freezing cold storm.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that,” he said, leaning forward on the bar. “Do you think you could say that again, with passion this time?”

You shot him a hard glare. “No, Negan. You heard me. Come on, let’s get you chained up again.”

You replaced the handcuff attached to the chain around his wrist. “(Y/N),” he said in an uncharacteristically soft tone, “I know you don’t forgive me, and you don’t have to… but I really, truly am sorry, for what I did to Daryl, for what I put you through.”

What you put me through, you thought.

Then you thought back to those five days without sleep, without doing much of anything besides crying and wondering if the man you loved above all else was even alive. How you were so heartbroken you couldn’t even bring yourself to smile, as the action was almost physically painful. Whenever you closed your eyes, all you could see were the splattered heads of your friends, and knowing Daryl might face the same fate… That destroyed you.

All you wanted was to hold him in your arms again, to keep him warm and safe and comfortable, away from the clutches of such a heartless man, but you couldn’t.

“You’re right,” you finally said, after thinking about Negan’s words, and trying to determine whether or not they were hollow. You came to the conclusion that you weren’t entirely sure, but you weren’t entirely convinced they were. “I don’t forgive you… But it’s a start.”

In the blizzard’s wake was a calm, mild morning, in which the snow fell as delicate as downy feathers, and finally Michonne’s group returned from their trek.

You couldn’t stop little Robin, Judith, and RJ from running outside when they heard the gates opening.

Your snow boots sank into the thick snow as you chased after them, albeit at a much slower pace. Michonne was the first to come through, and Judith jumped eagerly into her arms.

To your surprise, Carol came through next. You didn’t think she would come to stay in Alexandria, as she hadn’t lived there for going on eight years, but she was a sight for sore eyes.

You smiled at her, though she seemed rather downcast, and you couldn’t blame her, after losing Henry like she did.

Following her was Aaron, whom you met with open arms.

“You’re back,” you said, patting his back as you hugged him.

Robin ran up to him, too. “Hi, Uncle Aaron.”

“Hey, Robin,” he said with a smile, leaning down to hug her.

Lydia and Daryl trickled in, and you greeted her as Robin left Aaron to be embraced by her father.

“I’m glad you’re here,” you said to her, though you noticed a sadness in her that hurt your heart beyond words. She seemed too young to have lived such a life, and to feel as much sorrow as she no doubt felt. She felt like Henry’s death was her fault, and that was too much for a young girl to handle. “Your room is all set up. It’s in the basement, but it was remodeled before we moved in. I think you’ll like it.”

She nodded. “Thank you,” was all she could say.

An impromptu snowball fight ensued shortly after. You weren’t entirely sure who started it, but you swore you saw Daryl throw the first snowball at Robin, and she quickly retaliated, sloppily tossing a loose ball of snow at Daryl’s shoulder, where it hit as he laughed and yelped playfully.

You laughed as you looked on while RJ and Judith joined in, defending Robin and throwing snowballs at Daryl, when you felt the cold crash against your back, and saw a flurry of white exploding from behind you.

You turned to see Aaron balling up another snowball, readying it to throw at you again.

“Hey!” you laughed, and reached down to make your own snowball as a few more hit you, and soon you were being pelted with snowballs from Daryl and Robin, too. You turned around with a half-hearted glare. “You little shits!”

“Swear jar!” laughed Robin, who now was engaged in a fight with Lydia and Carol, too.

Michonne soon joined, and soon everyone was scurrying around each other, picking fights and tossing balls of soft, flaky snow at each other.

The sound of Robin’s high-pitched giggles and yelps warmed your heart so much you felt more heat than any generator could ever provide, and seeing Daryl smile so brightly for the first time in a while was worth every chill you went through the last few nights he was gone.

Only when Daryl’s snowball accidentally hit you square in the face did you feel a little too cold for comfort.

“Daryl!” you cried, both laughing and in discomfort from the sting of the cold on your face.

He rushed over to you, suddenly a little more serious, but still unable to contain the slight smile on his rosy face.

He held your cheeks in his gloved hands. “You all right?” he asked, and all around you the snowball fight had died down, with everyone dusting off their winter clothes that had become speckled with white.

You nodded, and smiled sweetly at him. He had flecks of snow embedded in his messy hair and on his shoulders, and his cheeks were red from the cold. He always looked so cute in the snow, even when he was throwing snowballs at your face.

“It was just a snowball,” you said, brushing off his shoulders before you gave him a hug. “My face is a little cold now, though… I sure could use a kiss or two from a sweet, handsome man… You wouldn’t happen to know any, would you?”

He rolled his eyes, then obliged you by kissing each of your cheeks, then your lips, in a longer, more sensual embrace.

“Ewww!” cried RJ.

Robin snickered at her parents’ affections. “Yuck!”

“Oh, yeah?” replied Daryl.

You stuck your tongue out at the five-year-olds, as Daryl leaned down to make another snowball and flung it at the children, who scurried around to hide from the renewed attack.

“Yeah, you better run!” he yelled with a laugh.

By nightfall, you had completely helped Lydia settle into her bedroom, and given her the full tour of the house. You couldn’t help but be both slightly amused and also incredibly saddened by the fact that she was so shocked at every aspect of your home, from the fact that you slept in beds, to the working plumbing and (limited) electricity.

The girl had spent most of her childhood and early adolescence living in the woods, sleeping under the stars and exposed to the elements. You expected it might be a big transition, living in a real house with amenities she hadn’t seen since before the world ended, but you hoped she would be comfortable nevertheless.

“Do you think she’s going to like it here?” you asked Daryl as you dug into his shoulders with your hands, giving him one of your prized massages he loved so much. The older he got the more he seemed to need them, with his back and shoulder muscles getting overused and overworked as they were.

He sat in between your legs on the edge of the bed, shirtless and exhausted from the expedition, which he had informed you had gotten dangerously close to becoming a Donner party situation, in more ways than one, thanks to the walkers.

He grunted and straightened his back a little as you moved down to his shoulder blades. “Might take ‘er a while to get used to it. Took us a while, and we weren’t even out there that long. She’s been out there her whole damn life almost.”

“Well,” you sighed, rubbing his tense muscles and pushing him forward a little to allow you more access to his broad back, “I’m going to try to get her situated. I was thinking, since I’m teaching the older students now, maybe I could work on transitioning her into school, and maybe have her apprentice at the library. She’d make friends there, with Emily and Quinn. It’ll be good for her.”

He nodded in agreement. “That’s a good idea. Keep ‘er busy, her mind off…” He trailed off, becoming quiet as he remembered the Whisperers.

You leaned forward, still kneading at his tight muscles. “Off what?”

He huffed, and you felt his back tightening again under your loving hands. “We crossed into Alpha’s territory last night. We had no choice, it was the quickest way, and we couldn’t wait no longer.”

You swallowed hard, terrified of the threat Alpha had made—if your people set foot on her land, she’d send her hoard through your home.

“Did they see you?”

“Dunno,” he said. “It was night, but you could hardly see anything through that blizzard.”

Tell me about it, you thought, remembering how hard it was to find Robin and Judith in that snowstorm. Of course, you weren’t going to tell him about that just yet, not until he got a good night’s sleep and had some time to relax before inevitably having a secondhand panic attack at the thought of Robin and Judith out in that weather (and Dog, too).

Moreover, if he knew Negan had gone anywhere near his little girl… Well, you were sure he’d break down Negan’s cell and put an end to him once and for all.

“Maybe they didn’t see you, then,” you said, trying to keep his worries at bay. “I’m just glad you’re here now.”

He turned around, maneuvering his body until he could wrap his arms around you and pull you into his lap, then fell backwards with you in tow.

Now atop him, you snuggled into his chest and breathed in that familiar scent of pine and campfire.

“Me too,” he said, stroking your back and enjoying the feeling of your silk slip beneath his worn hands. “All I wanted to do was come home, ‘specially when that storm got real bad. Just hoped you and the kids were hunkered down and safe.”

You frowned a little against his chest, but kept your cool as you continued absentmindedly moving your fingers on his chest, intermingling them with his curly little chest hairs.

“We were,” you said. “Everyone made it. You’re home. The Kingdom’s at the Hilltop. Lydia’s here. Everything’s all right.”

“Wish I could believe that,” he said. “That day we found those pikes started somethin’. That wasn’t just a warning, that was a declaration of war. Alpha, she always knew she was gonna kill us, right when she walked up to that gate, whether we gave her Lydia or not. We might not be fightin’ ‘em right now, but it’ll happen, and when it does, we gotta be ready.”

This man never rests, you thought.

He was right, but you wished he wasn’t. You wished things could go back to how they were before all this, when you were getting bored of being a housewife, when your biggest concern was what to cook for dinner that day, or how to dress Robin for her first day of kindergarten, or who you could ask to babysit while you and Daryl had date night…

That was the life you’d wanted, and you had it, for a while. Now, it seemed another period of survival for survival’s sake was approaching, with an ill wind signaling the death and destruction to come.

Still, you would be ready. No matter how comfortable you became in your perfect little world, with your husband, your child, and your family pet in your suburban home, you couldn’t ever lose what you’d been through. That kind of thing never went away.

You really were a survivor.

“I’m ready,” you said, suddenly recalling the face of Bev on that pike, and all those other faces etched into your psyche. “I’ll do it for them.”

He seemed to know what you meant, as he held you tighter and kissed your forehead.

“Me too, angel,” he replied softly.

You nearly fell asleep there on top of him, until a deep grumble resonated through his chest and he began to speak.

“I’d let the world end a thousand times long as it means I got to meet you.”

You whimpered slightly as you came to your senses, and realized what he’d just spontaneously said.

“How long have you been practicing that one, huh?” you asked, raising your hand to scratch underneath his chin.

He huffed, and looked at you through nearly closed eyes as he enjoyed your chin scratch.

“It’s true,” he said. “I dunno if there’s a God, or any kind of reason to the way things happen, but I know I’m meant to be here with you, holdin’ you like this. Nothin’ in my life before you felt this right, this… pure. Think this whole world fell apart just for us to find each other.”

You smiled and moved your hand from his chin to his hair, where you brushed it back and combed through it gently.

“When did you get so romantic, cutie pie?” you asked.

He shrugged, then reached his hand down to pat your butt. “You rubbed off on me. Made me all soft. You and that little girl.”

You shook your head and laughed. “Well, I think you were always a big softie. It’s just who you are. You’ve got a big heart.”

Daryl leaned down to pull the covers over both of you, and maneuvered your body so you were beside him now, though still snuggled close to him. He knew you needed his warmth, just as you knew he needed yours, as much as he would never admit to being cold.

“Yeah,” he huffed, closing his eyes as he let his head sink into the pillow. “Whatever you say.”

He fell asleep shortly after that, and it must've been one of his deep sleeps, because soon he was snoring softly, and you could see the faint movement of his eyes beneath his heavy eyelids, back and forth for what seemed like hours as you watched him sleep so soundly.

Parts of the future were uncertain. There was no telling what tomorrow would bring, war or peace, love or hate, sickness or health, but as you laid there, dozing off to the warm feeling of your husband beside you, holding you in his arms as he slept, you knew Daryl was right: the world died so you and Daryl could live as one, because you were meant for each other.

Nothing could break that, not Alpha or Negan or the walkers… Nothing. If that was all you had, that and your daughter, and the rest of your family, you would be happy.

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Look Why Basement Waterproofing is an Important Concern for All?

In any home or place, the most common form of damage is water damage because it can be caused by many ways like rain, humidity, seepage, plumbing leaks overflows, burst pipes, etc.  And since water can seep in through cracks in the foundation and poor heating or cooling can cause a buildup of moisture or condensation, any basement is especially vulnerable to water damage because.  According to stats, around 98 percent of basements experience water damage at some point. Hence having a waterproofed basement is a vital need. Here are some more benefits of Basement Water Proofing in Northern Virginia.

-          Prevention of Flooding In Basement

Some of the waterproofing actions such as installing a sump pump, sealing cracks in the foundation, and installing a drainage system to divert groundwater are very efficient in preventing basement floods.

 -          Healthier Environment in Home

High moisture levels or excess water in a home lead to the appearance of mildew or mold. Mold not only causes damage to your property but even triggers negative health effects such as allergies, respiratory infections and even breathing issues. Basement Finishing Northern Virginia can help prevent mold growth by reducing the moisture level.

 -          Prevention of Structural Damage

Water seepage problems in the foundation of your home can lead to significant structural damage by affecting edges and joints where the flooring and walls meet. The structural damage like foundation buckling and cracks of the walls and flooring can eventually threaten the structural integrity of your home.  And the hard part is much of this damage happens out of sight and becomes serious even before we realize it as a problem. Hence, effective waterproofing can protect the edges and joints from excess water and prevent serious structural damage.

 In all, you can prevent a range of issues that lead to serious damage by taking the time to waterproof your basement. Looking for a water damage restoration professional? Contact Beltway Home Repair. Being a full-service company, they aim to service all of your maintenance and construction needs. Moreover, their employees take pride in their knowledge and skills, allowing the ability to bring you the best service and the best results. Contact them and discuss your ideas and get an estimate for Basement Finishing Cost in Northern Virginia now!

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The Last Time I Dated A Friend’s Brother

Growing up, I had this best friend named Haley, and I spent a lot of time at her house. Haley, Sarah, and I were like the three amigos. We did everything together. I smoked weed for the first time in a tent in her backyard. She had an older sister who was away at college, and a little brother who always seemed to be around. It was like this kid had no friends, he was always bothering us. He was super annoying, and I vividly remember actually punching him one time because he wouldn’t leave us alone. I heard a few years after high school he had been dating a mutual friend, Amelia, and that they had a baby together. I was happy for them, and that was probably the only time I ever thought about him as an adult.

After my breakup with John, I decided to get on Tinder. I was having a hard time getting over him, and the idea of getting into a new relationship was not even on my radar. Instead, I was pursuing a casual dating situation. This was my first foray with this dating app and I met a few fun guys, and had some good dates, but nothing serious. I was traveling for work one week, and it occurred to me that Tinder matched based on location. So, while I was in North Carolina, I deleted the app to avoid matching with someone great that would be too far away. On the way back, sitting in the back of my coworker’s car while everyone was sleeping, I was bored so I downloaded the app, to check my messages, and started to swipe again as we got closer to home.

I saw a very familiar face, so I swiped right to dig a little deeper. Immediately, I got a match notification. I cracked up when I realized he was Haley‘s little brother, Matt. When we were kids he seemed so much younger than us, but in truth it was only four years age difference. But he had grown up a lot and got pretty cute over the years. He messaged me first, “If you promise not to hit me again, I would love to see you!” I responded with about four lines of HAHAHA, followed by “holy shit, how are you?” We chatted for a couple days and found that we had a lot more in common than we ever knew before. We were quickly bonded, and our conversations turned a little flirty. Eventually, we decided to hang out, and he came to my apartment with his son.

Now, I know that seems weird, and even now writing it if feels weird because… can you imagine meeting somebody’s kid on the first date? But I’ve known this guy like my whole life I just felt like he was a longtime friend introducing me to his kid! We hung out and played cars on my living room floor, while Matt and I caught up. His son was funny, adorable, and bad! Like, Dennis the Menace bad. Matt told me a little bit about his relationship with his ex, Amelia. It sounded a little difficult, but I had no idea how toxic it really was. In the beginning, I didn’t even weigh this into my decision to date Matt.

My bigger concern was Haley. We hadn’t spoken for years. The summer after Senior Year, I got the opportunity to travel abroad with some fellow students. This was a very eye-opening experience, and I was exposed to a lot of things in Europe that I hadn’t encountered in the US. When I got home, I told Haley that I kissed a girl. I hadn’t really worked through my feelings about it, but it wasn’t any kind of declaration of sexual identity… it was just confiding in a friend that I had a new experience. Haley told our friend Sarah that I was a lesbian. Sarah worked with my sister, and told her… and then my sister told my mom. So, here I thought I was just sharing a secret with a friend, and I ended up having to explain to my mom that I wasn’t lesbian. The truth is, I don’t know what I am, even now at almost 36 years old I don’t know. I have never had nor pursued a romantic relationship with a woman, but I’ve definitely been attracted to them. I don’t know if that needs defining either, because I don’t believe that sexuality is binary. Anyway... what I didn’t know, was that she didn’t think that was a big deal. She hadn’t spoken to me because I didn’t invite her to my very small wedding. I barely invited any friends, it was mostly family there. We had approximately 50 guests, there was one friend from high school (who knew my husband well) and a handful of friends from work (who were also friends with Joe). I hadn’t spent any amount of time with Haley since she told my secret.

But, Matt assured me that Haley still loved me and his family would accept me with open arms, and he was totally right. Being with his family again was like being in high school. But I dont want to mislead you, Haley and I didn’t pick up where we left off. She had new best friends, and so did I. But it was still cool, and we were cool. Once I had his family’s blessing, it didn’t take long for us to start dating, and for me to start coparenting his child. His ex-girlfriend, Amelia was a former friend of mine, but now treated me like I was a stranger. I don’t know with what went on in her life in the 10 years since we last hung out, but she was not the most mentally stable person. It affected the kid and deeply affected Matt.

He was very much a pacifist and never stood up for himself in their relationship. His vain attempts at trying to coparent were constantly thwarted by her miserable attitude and unreasonable, aggressive communication style. She had a horrible time keeping a job, and it seemed like our custody schedule would change as frequently as week to week. I encouraged Matt to get an official custody agreement with the courts, but he was honestly afraid of her taking the kid away from him completely, so he would lay down to her demands all the time. It was infinitely frustrating to stand by and watch her make him feel like less of a man. And honestly, sometimes it made me see him as less of a man, too.

I tried to create some stability at home by moving us in together. I bought a house out of necessity, because a 2-or-3 bedroom apartment would cost much more than buying a home in Northern Virginia. Our first couple months in the house were met with tons of problems. We moved in at the end of December. By the time we got everything unpacked and settled, we discovered bed bugs. It was hard to discern whether they had been transferred from the moving van, or the house Matt lived in before, or if they had always been in the house I purchased. Ultimately the source didn’t matter as much as the remediation, so we asked Amelia to help us out and take her son when it wasn’t “her week”. She completely blew the situation out of proportion and called CPS on us for endangering their son, when we were really trying to protect him. We had pets we had to move to his sister’s house, and we slept in her basement while our house was being treated. If you’ve never had bedbugs, let me explain what a complete mindfuck they are. I was not getting bitten, Matt was. Every morning he would wake up with welts all over his body that he couldn’t explain. But we worked different schedules, so we weren’t waking up together to see if we both had welts. He didn’t tell me about them until the third morning, asking if I also was experiencing this. That’s when we discovered the little splatters of blood on our mattress and walls from the bugs after they bit Matt. Even after the bedbug dog sniffed our entire home and the bug company assured us we were safe, we felt like victims in our own home. Every tiny tickle on our skin would send us reeling. It was psychological warfare.

Once we safely moved his son back into the house, I decorated his room first. We painted the walls, we made him a little toy/art workstation, and hung a huge light-up Bumble Bee, his favorite transformer, on the wall above his bed. Matt invited Amelia to come see our house when we were all settled. It wasn’t breaktakingly beautiful, like some of the homes I’ve designed in my career. It’s kind of like the housekeeper who doesn’t clean her own house, our house was cozy and humble. But we were proud of what we built together. This was the one and only time we had a amicable meeting with Amelia, but it still left a bad taste in my mouth. She brought her son to us for our custody week, and walked him inside. We showed her around the main floor, and the kid noticed some candy on the kitchen counter. He asked me for some, and I said no, and he threw himself into a rage fit. He was jumping up and down, stomping his feet, screaming about wanting that candy. I stood back and waited for either Matt or Amelia to react. And they both just stood there staring at him in horror, like most people stare at other people’s kids when they are having a tantrum in public. I got down on one knee, at his eye level, and said “it’s not time for candy bud. It’s time for bed. We can have candy tomorrow. Ok? Now why don’t you go show your mom your new bedroom?”

His tears dried, and his face lit up. He turned, grabbed his mom’s hand and ran toward the stairs. I heard Amelia say, on her way up the stairs “you are so lucky you have three parents.” And I looked at Matt and said “he has one parent. It’s me.”

Now any parents reading this might be pissed at that statement, but trust me when I say, I believed it was true. I was the only one parenting him.  When he was with his mom, there were no rules and no boundaries. And Matt had the typical single dad attitude of never wanting to be the bad guy, so he also had very few rules. But when he was with me, there were rules. We sat at the dinner table to eat. We used our forks and spoons. We didn’t act like a fucking lunatic in public, and we said please and thank you. It was like trying to train a puppy, because he was constantly unlearning these behaviors with his parents. I was the only one who cared about him being a decent human being some day. Fuck me, right?

This is the part where I’m too mad to finish the story today. To be continued. 

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