Part 12

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Nates pov

I just walked to Nash's door and knocked on it.

Nash opens the door and says "hello! Nate! Come on in?"

"Okay" I say.

I walk in and slam the door shut pushing Nash against the wall.

"Listen to me. Touch Sammy again.. Your dead. If he wants to talk to Cameron or hang with Cameron.. Let Sammy." I say ask release my grip.

"Why'd you let go?" He says as he looks me up and down.

"What the fuck? You are messed up?" I say.

"But like I said Sammy can talk to Cameron, hang with Cameron. Stop being so stubborn" I say.

"Fine..but if I can't have Cameron.. Then I want you" he says as he backs me up against the wall.

"No.." I say and slip out of his reach.

"You still haven't met someone you actually want? What are your fucking afraid of? Your like this huge, mean, tough, tattooed, guy with his guard up. What the fück are you afraid of? Tell me?" He says.

"I-nothing.." I say.

"Bullshit" he says.

He opens the door for me to get out.

"I'll see you later" he says.

"Yeah.." I say and he shuts the door.

What am I Afraid of?

Hurt?

Resentment?

Or the person being crazy... And can't help it?

I- I don't know..

I walk back to Sammys room and walk in seeing him sitting on the couch.

"Hey, Nash is gonna be not even touching you.. Don't worry about it" I say and Ruffle his hair out of his face.

"Thank you" he says as he looks up from where he's laying down.

"Um. Nate..." He says.

"Yeah boy?" I say.

"Lay here? And just sit here with me until I fall asleep.. I'm afraid" he says.

Wow Nash made him so he's afraid of everything.

I sit down and he sits up laying straight so his heads on my lap and his feet are at the end of the couch.

"Sing" he says

"Sing what?" I say.

I shouldn't be doing this.

"Umm... Sing me break on me?" He says.

"Forreal.. Sammy I don't think i-"

"Nate come on sing" he says.

"Okay"

"Break on me. Shatter like glass, come apart in my hand. Take as long as it takes. Put your head on my chest, make me forget. Put my heart in your hand, break on me. There'll be times when someone you know becomes someone you knew. And you'd do Anything to change that" I sing.

I see him snoring and I can hear it. So I slowly move his head and grab a pillow.

"See you tomorrow Sammy" I whisper.

I walk into my room.

Whatcha think?

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