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𝕶𝖞𝖑𝖎𝖊'𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖛'

I held him to my chest as he sobbed like never before, he cried when he heard that she got into an accident but not like this. He still had hopes she'd get better but now it's only a one way ticket.

But we can't do anything about it, we don't have magical powers to revive her. Because if we did she wouldn't be slowly dying in a hospital bed.

I couldn't help but cry my heart out myself, seeing him cry and shake in my hands was the most painful sight ever.
I wish I could take his pain away.

"Its okay baby, it's going to be okay." I make him look at me as I brush his hair away from his face.
"It's going to be okay, I promise."
I wiped his face and watched his eyes red and looking at me.

"You promise?" He nodded, his tears finally stopping.
"You'll never leave me? Right?" He pleaded me more then asking, his body plastered to mine.
We were laying in the backseat of his car and i was in the most uncomfortable position I've ever been in but I didn't bother to move and disturb him.
He needed this right now and I was willing to give him time to calm down.

"Never, I promise." I shook my head, running my hands down his face.
And I pulled him to me again, hugging him tightly.

His crying had stopped now and he was just a little shaky.
And I was willing to hold him till he was ready to leave here.

I made him drive to the house before I said anything, we'll not exactly home. I didn't want to risk Kiera seeing me hug Lain and get all bitchy about it. And I didn't want anyone else to see him in the most vulnerable state anyone has ever seen him.

He doesn't like showing much emotions to people and I respect that, I respect him and his decisions.

"I'm sorry for doing this to you hermosa, I'm so sorry." He whispered to me and I shook my head.

"Don't say that, you don't have to apologize I'm always here for you, you know that." He pulled back and stared at me, his eyes shining with adoration.

"Siempre te amaré por hacer esto por mí, eres la persona más increíble que jamás haya entrado en mi vida". He whispered in Spanish and the lump rose higher, I swallow hard.
["I'll always love you for doing this for me, you are the most amazing person to ever enter my life."]

"Well, I'm your freaking best friend, we grew up together, why wouldn't I do this for you." I grabbed his hands and looked away from his face as I saw his expression change to a disappointed one.

We learned Spanish in school and even though he spoke it better then me I could understand every word.
His father is Spanish and he's in Spain at the moment, not caring about anything in the world, living his best life with his new wife and 4 year old daughter.

Lain would go visit him quite sometime and I would cry every night knowing he wouldn't get an ounce of attention from his father and would get pushed around by his girlfriend. He would come back with couple of new scars and bruises every time.

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