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TW :// OD

Maeve

"Where is he now?"

Mom frowns. "He's currently thirty minutes up the road, but don't worry, I know he'll get caught."

"I'm scared." I break down into tears.

"Nothing's gonna happen, baby." she pulls me in for a hug.

I sob into her shoulder.

**

Ding.

Ding.

Ding.

Ding.

I wake up to my phone going off.

As I rub my eyes, I grab my phone to see messages from the boys group chat.

🥊
Caden eats turds

Gray :
Maeveeeee wake upppo

Cadester :
You good?

Gray :
Maeveeee text back please

But Walker texted me outside of the group chat.

Runner 🏃🏻 :
Hey love... is everything okay? We haven't heard from you since we dropped you off and we wanna make sure you're alright ... we're worried about you. Please text me once you read this

I burst out into tears.

Me :
Can you come over please :(

He instantly reads it and starts typing.

Runner 🏃🏻 :
Of course 💚 I'll head over there now

Me :
Thank you 🥺

I hold onto my pillow, soaking them in my tears for the next twenty minutes until Walker comes into my room.

"Hey sweet girl... whats wrong?" he sits next to me, holding me. I immediately hold onto him and refuse to let go. "You're so strong, Mae. I promise you. Everything is gonna be okay. Nobody is gonna hurt you ever again." he kisses my head. "So help me if he comes anywhere near you, I will quite literally make sure he regrets it."

He lets me cry on him for the next hour until it's time to go to the gym.

We end up just meeting the boys over and I walk in to see a new kid.

"Who's that?" I sign.

"Trigger. He just started yesterday... I'm not sure why he's here now." Walker pushes his eyebrows together in confusion, walking over to the boy.

"Hey coach... my mom dropped me off here until eight." Trigger claimed.

"Shouldn't you be at school? Why did she just drop you here?" Walker looks puzzled.

Trigger shakes his head. "Another fight. I got suspended so she's sending me here everyday like it's a camp."

"What a bi—" Walker stops himself. "How old are you, Trigg?"

"Seventeen next month." he mutters.

"Well, I won't be here all day so you can hang around with us today if you want. I'm here just to do a solid workout... actually, we can spar today." Walker stands tall. "You can go grab some wraps over there." he points over to where the gloves are.

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