pt six

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'What's going on? Simon?' Cal's green eyes conflicted with the blue ones on the opposite end of the bed.
Why did he sound so confused? Did he even visit me? I can't remember.
'Yeah, what's going on?' I heard Josh asked quietly, his voice seemingly a nervous tremor in the messy room.
'It's not what you think.' Simon chimed in. I didn't understand what was happening- if he loved me so much, why was he acting like it never happened?
'What's going on?' Cal asked suddenly. He sounded angry, but also calm, in the way you would talk to a young child.
'It's not for me to say. But Simon's right, it's not what you think.' I said, under my breath.
Truth is, I didn't know what anyone thought- I was lost, confused, but figured that if Simon had a reason not to tell them how he felt, I should respect it.
'We need to talk.' Simon whispered quietly to Josh.
'And so do we.' I said to Cal, who was looking at me with wide eyes, full of... love?
I smiled sadly as I looked down at my hands.
What the fuck is going on?

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