Babe. his voice low and soft ,

somehow a pang of guilt crept up inside of me

Hey. i greeted equally low as he is (He didnt do anything bad Katss) dont mAke him feel that way

A—re. Are you angry at me? He almost choked on his words, Tears started pooling in my eyes , my hand immediately covered my eyes as i lower my head so Chrysler wont see me ( i knew this would happen )

Chrysler must've decided to give me privacy for i heard the door closed with a soft click , i Breath. Hugging my knees and rested my forhead on it i answered

No Reed.
What Makes You think like that? I Humored him which an act he will never believe

I— I thought you were.
You Didn't Answer My Calls or even my messages For Days, Trailing every word after word

and im lost for words , explaining my own feeling never really my best , the truth is i dont wanna talk to anybody or about it atleast , (might as well runaway)

I thought you'll leave again and wont say a word anything to me ever again, he let out a soft chuckle . his breath was shaking , i knew he's trying so hard not to sound so worried, his just that kind of guy

i felt ashamed thinking about leaving , knowing he felt this way, I breath audibly letting out a long breath, Look Babe. i started and he remained silent on the other line, i closed my eyes

Im not angry at you, No , Not ever, i might have left before , but you know i love you right? you're were the brother i always wanted. The tears the are pooling in my eyes are now staining my cheeks , remembering how i Abandoned him before im a horrible excuse for a friend , Now He is afraid i might do it to him again, im hurting him and he didn't even do anything, all the frustration from the past days were kept on a bottle and im exploding,a sob escaped my lips , all the feelings im keeping in , is pouring out like waterfalls Im sorry, im sorry Reed im really really sorry

BaBe why are you saying sorry? pAnic washed over his voice ,

i was there seated hugging myself crying like a child , i heard shuffling over the phone an an engine went on , and a screeching sound boomed like someone stepped on the gas reAl hard

Please dont cry, im coming over. Reed stated and i know for sure I couldn't say No.

mkay.

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i heard a soft but hurried knock on my door, and i knew who it was behind it

Come in , its not Locked I let him in

the door Creaked open and a Stylish Golden Hair with streaks of brown poked , he saw the miserable me crouched on my bed puffy eyes and stuffy red nose

Hey. i greeted meakly,

Without any another word, He come to me and wrapped me in his arms, and again i break.

eventually I stopped , tired , Reed didn't say a word he just let my release everything out as he comforts me in his arms , brushing my hair with his fingers my head rested on his chest

No More Ms.NiceDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora