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\\Benny's P.O.V//
I ran home as fast as I could. I felt bad for leaving Bobby like that and I thought my emotional state was ready but I wasn't and I'm not okay either. I opened the front door and my mom called out.

"Benny?" She yelled waking into the room.

"Benny what's wrong-" I cut her short running to my room and locking the door.

"Benny come out and talk to me. At least eat dinner" she yelled then I heard her sigh. I knew she gave up a while ago. I stripped to my boxers and laid under the covers in my bed.

No one has ever called me Benji other then Jessi and Bobby calling me Benji made me think of Jessi and Jessi made me think of- no you no what never mind I need to stop thinking about it.
I soon drifted off to sleep trying to just numb everything in my body.

\\Bobby's P.O.V//
No matter how much Benny might of needed his space I know him and if he ran off like that he will have some dream that will make him go crazy. I would come over whenever he had one and stay with him but the months he didn't talk to me and the weeks he disappeared I knew he would have them but I was to scared. Those were the nights I would sleep by my window to be as close as I could get to him.

I already told my mom that I was going to go to Benny's house and possibly stay the night. She didn't mind she never minded. It's not like she cares about me anyways. It was like me and Benny had this bond whenever he was sad I could tell and whenever I was sad he could tell. I knew his mom would give me another phony excuse like always so I went to his window. I pushed it up and to my luck it was open. I hopped in and shut it quickly without making any noise. As I predicted there he was stirring around under the bed covers flailing his arms around while screaming out. I pushed his arms down and kissed his forehead.

"Shh I'm here and I'm not going anywhere" I said pulling the covers over me and wrapping me body around him. In his sleep he calmed and wrapped his arms back around me finally letting only peaceful snores come out of his mouth.

"What would he ever do without me" I thought aloud.

"I always wonder the same thing" he mumbled in my neck and I jumped as he laughed.

"Now go to sleep" he said and I nodded cuddling up to him and falling asleep.
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I woke up to rough breathing against my neck. Benny was practically suffocating himself trying to get so close to me for comfort.

"Benny your gonna suffocate yourself" I giggled pushing my his forehead. As I pushed his skin pulled up pulling his eyes back giving him a funny face. I giggled and he woke up giving me a glare. He started tickling me.

"Benny no! You know I-I can't be tickled" I yelled out in gasps for air. He didn't stop he just kept ticking me. My screams were getting louder and the smile on his face brightened my mood by millions.

"Benny is someone in there with you" his mom knocked on the door. He stopped and I hopped up grabbing my stuff.

"See you at school" I kissed his cheek before hopping out the window.

"No mom just trying to cheer myself up with some old videos of me and Bobby" I heard him yell back. That was a pretty good cover because we have plenty of those. I ran into my house changing as quick as I could. I put on some jean shorts and white crop top before putting a blue and pink flannel over it. I french braided my hair and put on my white converse before grabbing my bag and running into the kitchen.

"Bye mom" I yelled grabbing an apple and running out the door.

"Whatever" I heard her mutter before I shut the door.

Once I walked out Benny was there smiling at me and I laughed. I walked next to him and he put his arm around my shoulders.

"Thanks for coming last night" he said and I nodded.

"Can I ask you something?" I questioned and he nodded.

"Can you tell me why you ran out like that yesterday and why you disappeared for three weeks and didn't talk to me for months?" I asked and he sighed.

"I will tell you when I'm ready okay" he said and I nodded.

When he is ready? When is he ready?

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