Part Sixteen

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After I got home, I recklessly grabbed my phone and tested Peyton. She said she'd be over in five. I sat in my couch in a ball, and let out a quiet sob. Soon Peyton came and I let her in. I was surprised to see Sean there too. What was he there? I do not want to look like this in front of Sean! Arg. "Uh hi." I tried to cover my face, "come in," I grabbed the sleeves of my sweater I had thrown on, and shut the door. "Hey, Michelle, it'll be ok." Peyton soothed as she sat on the couch. "I don't know.." I walked into the kitchen and made tea. I heard Sean and Peyton having a mini argument. "Whats going on?" I ask as I walk back in. "Nothing." They say in unison. "Yeah right, spit it out." I urge Peyton. Her eyes dart to Sean. They hold each other's eye contact for a while, in silence, until Sean gives the nod of approval. "Ryan really likes you, but some things-um- wrong. And he just- uh- doesn't want to hurt you-but he really likes you. So just be patient with him.." she said everything so fast, I pause to take it all in. They are hiding something from me? "Um.." "we have to go. Come on Peyton." Sean drags Peyton out the door. What is happening?

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