I drove to Nash's house more hurt than I have ever been.
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The door was open and I walked in and slammed the door behind me. Nash was on the couch and looked at me confused. I tried to go upstairs but nash stood in front of me blocking my way.
"First of all hi to you and what the hell is your problem." He spoke not mad but concerned. I could feel my eyes fill up and have the first tear escape. I try to be strong all the time but that obviously doesn't work.
Nash hugged me and it was then I realized I needed it.
"You can tell me anything and you know that." He spoke genuinely. He was right I needed to tell someone and what better way than with the friend I trusted the most.
