Eleven

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When Dylan had arrived at the Howell's he'd made his way up to August's room and the two boys sat under the covers in a position much like the one August was in previously with Jaxton,
however now the boy was no longer crying just using his dainty hands to softly feel around his face "Dylan" August whined "mmhmm?" the other boy sounded, August suddenly whipped his body around, mentally cursing at him self as he felt the whiplash in his neck "did your back crack?" Dylan questioned. August shook his head, no, "whiplash" he mumbled moving his neck around to try and get the warm sensation, gone.
"Do I have a spot?" he pouted pointing at his forehead, Dylan's eyes squinted as he stared hard at the boys forehead "I don't see one" his eyes returned to normal as he leaned back "Im sure there is one, stress causes spots" he muttered standing up "you're stressed?" Dylan pressed "why?" he added.
"Evan..  Jaxton.. the mean girl" his voice got quieter and quieter as he spoke.
"Don't worry about them, and if you're worried at Jax doing something- don't if anyone's gunna do something. Trust me, it will be Ethan.



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