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Samantha's POV

After we ate breakfast, and I filled out the notice form for moving out of the apartment, Audrey and I set out to clean, dance, pack up, and sing till we drop. I took care of packing up my bedroom as Audrey took the kitchen first. My audio system was playing a random mix of music from every age and genre. I pick up my hairbrush off of my vanity and sing into it.

"Tell me what you want, what you really really want," Audrey responds from the kitchen, singing into her mop.

"Oh, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want." I bop around my room as I throw my tank tops into one box and my shoes in another. Our afternoon continues like this until I get a knock at my door. I finish taping up on of the boxes and set it by the door. I open up the door to see my apartment manager. I watch him as he takes in my almost baren apartment. He then stands tall and holds out my three-day notice paper.

"Miss, I am here to inform you that you still owe us over 1,000 dollars as agreed in the contract. And you've been receiving noise complaints because of the blaring music." As if on cue, Audrey turns the music down a few noticeable clicks.

I set my hand on my black leather skirt-clad hip. The man's eyes quickly rake my fit figure before snapping back up to my face.

"As you already know," I smirk, dragging out the last syllable. "I am leaving in less than three days. And I will get you your money" I pur the last part as I shut the door on him. The look on his flustered face made the smirk on mine get bigger.

My body turns to face Audrey as she stands on top of the counter so that she can take down the stones that I stuck to the wall. The double-sided tape really works.

A buzz then sounds from my back pocket. I pull out my phone to see Hell's phone number.

Got a lead that a lookout for the Battle-Born pack will be in Vegas. You and the girl are coming with me so that we can draw out the dogs. They want the dust. You better be ready on Thursday morning. I'm driving. -Your Queen

I roll my eyes at her text. Hannah has been and always will be narcissistic. She will do whatever it takes to get what she wants (or what she thinks she needs). I reply a quick 10/4 before shoving the phone back in my pocket. 

To be honest, I never wanted to go back to Las Vegas, but Zack was a special case. Now I really don't want to go because my old phone was left at Zack's club and it will be my luck that we have to go to Zack's club and I will end up seeing him again. That meeting will be the most awkward thing ever. We stay in one house all week, make out for one night and then I end up leaving. It sounds like some Hallmark movie.

My eyes scan my empty rooms before they land on Audrey. I set her packed up clothes to my witch house along with most of the decorations. Since her clothes are already packed up, I let her wear some of my clothes. She chose a simple yellow spaghetti strap top that is tucked into a pair of dark blue jeans. I have on my matching leather crop top and miniskirt. I just changed to it because we are going shopping.

Audrey crawls down off of the counter and turns towards me. Her hands grace her hips as I put tape on a box.

"Are you ready to go?" She asks, moving past me. My mind has a deja vu, seeing Riley and Audrey doing the same movements.

My mind wants to think that Riley is still alive. Then I take a deep breath and push Riley out of my mind once more. Riley has been dead for years, and she is never coming back.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go." I answer before rushing into my bedroom to grab my purse. Walking into the main room, I pass Audrey as more pain sparks in my heart. Audrey looks up from tying her shoes to look at me.