Chapter twenty one

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ CONRAD ˏˋ°•*⁀➷


Waking up with her scent in my bed feels like a dream. I may sound cheesy, but it's the truth. Addie has been my best friend for years now, and I think I've always loved her even when I didn't know it.

I've always been in denial.

But now I can be with her. I told her the truth, the nightmare. Even now, I feel awful for telling her that. I don't want her to be sad, I don't want her to feel as messed up as I feel since I found out. She deserves to be happy, she deserves to have a perfect summer before college. She deserves everything.

When she woke me, she seemed fine, but her eyes aren't as bright as they used to be. She is sad about Mom, and I can't do anything about it. I'm so useless.

I love her and being with her, don't get me wrong. But I still feel the fear... that I will mess this up. I will ruin the only good thing I have right now. I know I would, but I don't want to think about it. But it's hard, it's hard to know that I love her and can't be what she really needs.

She told me that we are good and that I don't need to worry about it. But... I want everything to be perfect when it comes to her. I wanted her, and now that I have her, I can't lose her. I can't lose both of them.

Addie is in her room now. I've already changed for the volleyball tournament, and I will help Mom with everything she needs.

That's basically how I spent the morning. Trying to be more useful, I guess.

My phone rings in my pocket; it's a message from Addie.

"Hey"

"Hey"

"Where are u?"
"The first match is about to start"

"Helping mom with some stuff"
"I'll be there"

"K"


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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ADDISON ˏˋ°•*⁀➷


I can do this.

Damn it... I can't.

I promised Conrad that I'd act normal around Susannah, and I'm trying, I'm trying so hard, but every time I see her, my chest hurts. I want to hug her and cry in her arms. Conrad can't lose her, and I can't lose her.

Right now, she's welcoming everyone to the tournament, and I'm standing next to Conrad. His arm is around my shoulders, and I'm playing with his fingers.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah."

"Adds..."

"What?"

"Talk to me."

"I'm fine. It's just that I'm nervous and thinking a lot."

"About what?"

"Susannah."

"Shit, I'm sorry, babe."

I'm surprised he said that, so I turn to look at him.

"Why?"

"I told you the truth, and now you're sad about it."

"Don't ever say that again." He gives me a confused look. "You need to trust me, okay? I'm here with you. Don't feel guilty about it. At the end, I'll find out the truth like everyone else. Even when I didn't know about it, Susannah was still sick."

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