Chapter 9

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Ricky opened the door and smiled, at first I thought he did something that I didn't see, or I did something that was embarassing and I hadn't realised it yet. I couldn't help thinking it was the latter, my childhood was spent with people laughing at every little thing I did or say. I spent years trying to run away from them and realised that I couldn't do that now and I wasn't sure on how I was going to deal with it.

He took my arm and pulled me back into my room without me expecting it. I stumbled in, nearly falling over. I hit him lightly across the chest when he pulled me in closer.

"What was that for?" He asked, kissing me on the top of the head. I smiled lightly, not bothering to get into an arguement over something like that.

After an hour, we were both sitting on the bed talking. At first it was about The Voice, but then we both quickly got bored and started talking about more personal things.

"Any regrets?"  Ricky asked. I kind of knew what he wanted me to say, but I thought it was kind of obvious, and I didn't want to state the obvious.


"What would do I regret? I would regret saying things that I couldn't take back. When people say things that would make you mad, and  you say things that you wouldn't want to say, and at that moment you couldn't take back the words that you just say and that's something that I would regret."

Ricky raised his eyebrows at me, he didn't expect me to say what I did.I felt kind of pleased with myself that I managed to come up with that so quickly.

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