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I followed after him. "That doesn't really help does it damnit!"
I pulled open his car door. "What does that fucking mean?" When he turned to look at me I softened. Tears are running down his face. "James."
"My dad...he killed himself. He said he couldn't handle the struggle of my mom and being a father. It was to much. To Much!" His voice broke he leaned forward and started to cry. "James please." I sat in his lap and let him cry on me. "Please promise you won't do those things anymore."
"Promise me please. I can't lose you."
"I promise."

Short chapter. Aww poor James. Poor Eden making promises she won't be able to keep.

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