Harlem and 'Hattan

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3rd Person POV

"What do ya mean?" Race asked the slightly crying girl, who was sitting next to him.

"I shoulda soaked 'im" she said, louder than the first time. "You shoulda soaked who?"

"Spot!" she snapped and stormed off.

Race POV

"Y/n wait!" I called after her.

"Leave me alone! I need to be alone with my thoughts right now!" She called back.

I wasn't going to let her be alone. What if she gets too upset and hurts someone!? Or herself!?

I can't let that happen.

So I did what anyone would do.

I followed her.

I followed her across the bridge and she stopped at this building in Brooklyn.

She went inside the building, leaving me outside by myself.

So I followed her inside.

She went up a flight of stairs and knocked on a door. The door opened and I hid behind the stairs so I wouldn't be seen.

"Heya Y/n" an unfamiliar voice spoke. "Hey Ace" Y/n responded.

"Is he here?" She spoke again.

He? Who's 'he'?

"Yeah he's here. He was just talking to Spot but they're done talking now." So called 'Ace' responded. "Ok thanks" she walked inside the room.

I went back outside the building.

Should I wait for her?

No. I shouldn't have even followed her.

I crossed the bridge back to Manhattan, leaving Y/n in Brooklyn.

Hopefully she'll be ok..

I can't loose her...

Not after what happened with Kayla...