*Mitch's POV*
"Riley? Come on, open the door."
Still no reply, but I could hear sobbing. I heard a click, and the door opened. I walked to her, pulling her into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok." She says into my shirt.
We sit on her bed, still hugging. I felt sorry for her. I came down here, to help her, and confess my feelings, but all I did was made it worse. She pulls away from my hug, and looks into my eyes.
"It's not your fault."
"Yes it is. Ty was right. If I hadn't gotten drunk and said yes to that dare, then we wouldn't be in th-"
She cuts me off, by kissing my lips gently. She pulls away, and looks back into my eyes.
"Mitch, you make my life better, by just being here."
"I love you, Riley."
She gasped softly, but then smiled. I love her smile.
"I love you too Mitch." She said with tears in her eyes.
I hugged her, and from that moment on, I promised myself, that Mya would never lay a hand on her.
************************************Ty's POV***************************************
I dialed the number, after Mitch ran upstairs, and waited for someone to pick up. I was filled with rage. Might as well take it out on the person who deserved it.
"Hello?"
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
"Who the fuck is this?"
"THIS USED TO BE YOUR SON, YOU BASTARD!"
On that happy note, I hung up, and laid on the couch, for some much needed rest.
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