Chapter 37

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                           Anabelle's POV
"And he never cries."

"He wants to protect me. It seems like, he blames himself for what Holy did. I-I can try to talk to him but, it's not gonna go well."

"You don't have to."

I ran back to his room. He was still standing.

"Let's go sit down."

We laid down on his bed. I started wiping tears away.

"You're okay. I'm okay."

I pressed our foreheads together.

"You're good. I'm good. We understand."

"Go-good."

"We can just stay here tomorrow. I'm fine with that."

He started hugging me.

"I know, you're serious. You never cry."

I felt his body relax after a while. I looked at him. His eyes were closed.

Oh good.

He's sleeping.

His bedroom door opened. I looked up a bit and saw Carmen.

"He's sleeping."

"I figured. I'm going out. I'll check in, in a few hours."

I laid back down. He opened his eyes.

"Y-you're still here?"

"Yes. Of course, I am. How do you feel?"

"Like blah."

"That's it? "Like blah"?"

"Yeah. That's it."

"Really? Seriously? That's all I get?"

"Mhm. That's it."

"You just had....a mini mental breakdown. You're more than just "blah""

He started running his fingers through my hair.

"Eh."

"In that case."

I got up.

"I'm gonna go watch that show without you."

"NO!"

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back into the bed. He pulled me close to him.

"No, no. You're not going anywhere."

"Oh? And why's that?"

"I missed holding you."

"Aw."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

Oh shit.

He wrapped his hand around my neck. My eyes widened.

"Did that shut you up?"

I nodded.

"I can keep going if, you want."

What does that fuckin mean?!

He started sliding his hand down my body.

He's teasing me.

He's gotta be.

He slid his hand down my pants.

"Actually no."

He tilted my head to the side a bit. He started kissing my shoulder.

This boy...is gonna be the death of me.

I rolled over.

"Damnit. You ruined it."

"Oh no. Sad."

"Yes. It's very sad. It's actually tragic."

"Oh well. Sucks to be you."

He clenched his jaw.

"Awww. Are you mad? Or do you still feel like blah?"

"Ya know what? Just for that, no more night light drive for you."

"No! I-I take it back! I-I was just joking!"

He chuckled.

"I was joking too."

"So...we're still going right?"

"Yes. We're still going. And before you ask, no. I'm not going to my cousin's."

"I wasn't gonna ask. Don't worry."

I kissed him.

"When do you want to leave?"

"What time is it?"

"I dunno. Maybe 6:24?"

"How long, did I sleep for?"

"Um. I let you sleep, for the rest of the night. Mental breakdowns suck."

"Oh Merry Christmas then."

"Merry Christmas Holty. You're sure, you don't want to go do anything? We could go see if, a restaurant is open."

"No. I don't want to do anything. I want to stay in with you. Just you. No parents. No siblings. No cousins. Nobody. I missed you. I only want to spend the day with you. There's no drama or overstimulation."

"Let's say, we did go to your cousin's, would you actually fight with your uncle if, he said something about me."

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