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everyone felt it. no one knew what to say or do.

erica had stopped crying but she also stopped talking, eating, and listening.

I didn't know how to help her.

all I could do was hold her and be there with her. for her.

"hey let's go home" I say to her, as all of us were still sitting in the waiting room at the hospital.

"yea you should eat something or, shower." alyssa says trying to help.

erica says nothing and she gets up and walks outside.

the girls stayed with her until she sat in the passenger seat of my car. everyone then branched off to their own cars.

before I could go to my car, brett stops me and pulls me to face him.

"look man, she needs you and I don't just mean for this situation, I mean in general. you're the one she wants, the one she's always wanted. I see the way you are together and I'd be the biggest idiot and douche bag to get in the way of that. so I'm steppin out." he pauses. I look at him slightly shocked.

"I also wanted to say that I'm sorry. you're a good guy and you don't deserve to be treated the way I've been treating you. It's not your fault you're better than me at football."

we both laugh. I'm even more shocked now.

"that doesn't mean I'm not still gonna be competitive" he continues.

"but treat her right, and keep her close. cause she's a good one and you both deserve each other. and I don't mean that in a negative way" he finishes.

"thanks man. thanks for keeping her company and treating her well for time that you had with her. and don't worry about this dumb feud. it's over." I tell him.

we shake each other's hand and disperse to our own cars.

I get in the car with erica and look over at her. she was just staring at the floor, not saying one word.

"want me to take you home?" I ask her.

"yea. but I don't be alone tonight. please" she says, turning to me, starting to tear up again.

"hey, you don't even have to ask. there was no way I was leaving you alone tonight"

she turns facing the forward again.

I start the car and take us back to erica's house.

we get to her house and she unlocks the door, stopping at the front hallway. I lock the door and turn to see her staring at the living room chair her grandmother always sat in.

her lip starts to quiver again so I step in front of her so she turns her attention away from the chair.

she starts sobbing again, repeating why in my chest over and over again.

I pick her up bridal style and take her to her bedroom as she continues to sob in my arms.

I'm trying so hard to keep it together for her. hearing her sob is the hardest thing.

I place her on her bed and she tells me she wants to shower.

"ok, how about you shower and I'll cook us something to eat."

"k" she gets up and grabs towels for her to shower.

I head downstairs and whip something up quickly. I'm worried about her. she took her parents death really hard. I can't imagine how she's feeling now.