Blake was running.
He was silently cursing himself for not bringing his phone.
He had been searching for ten minutes, and he still couldn't find her.
He was afraid he was too late.
He kept yelling her name, earning a lot of weird stares from people.
He didn't care though.
He was desperate.
But after a couple minutes, he found her.
He finally found her.
"MELISSA!"
Melissa was shocked.
She couldn't believe her eyes.
Blake was walking towards her.
No, he was running towards her.
And when he was close enough, he stopped and stared at her.
"Blake,"
"Melissa."
"What are you--"
"You're selfish."
"What?"
"When you lied to me. You were scared I would leave you. So you decided to be selfish and not tell me the truth."
"..."
"Now, it's my turn to be selfish."
"What do you--"
"I don't want you to leave. I need you, and I don't want to lose you. So right now I'm being selfish to let you choose."
"..."
"..."
"I can't do that."
"Yes, you can. You can choose to stay."
"My mother needs me."
"So do I."
"..."
"Do you love me?"
"..."
"Do you? Because I do--love you, I mean."
"..."
"..."
"I do."
"Then, stay."
"Blake, I can't."
"..."
"..."
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