Dez POV
I was right I didn't get any sleep that night. My usually active self, turned into a active depression.
I sigh. My phone signals that I have gotten a text , it's from austin and it says "Dez, I'm sorry- I just. It's not my fault, I can't control it"
I think about replying. I don't want to. But I do know he can't control it, so it isn't his fault. But I'm still so hurt. I decide to text him back.
"Oh hi. I'm fine" I say
"Don't do anything stupid. See you tommorow" he texts back.
"Okay"
I can't wait for tomorrow
A/n- sorry it's a filter chapter