Chapter 8

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1 week has passed since June died.

Nick didn't do anything, I didn't go to school.

I did nothing.

Literally nothing.

I made up my mind to go to school as usual but my mom said no.

She had also been through this experience.

She said it took at least a month for her to recover.

I recovered quick.

Just a week.

So, I went to school.

At School

Students were talking, walking, running, reading, doing unfinished homework that if you don't finish it today you are gonna get an F, and the usual stuff.

I was sitting on my desk, drawing some anime pictu-"Hey." Someone said.

I turned around.

It was Nick.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He said. I didn't expect him to say that. I thought he would tease me.

"Thank you." I said, eyes welling tears.
"Shhhh... don't cry." He said, hand wiping away my tears.

I was sitting at the back of the class so nobody saw us.

He took out some tissue paper from his pocket then handed it to me.

"Sorry for making you cry. You know I do care for you don't you?" He apologized and asked.

He cares for me?

I nodded anyways, confused a little.

He couldn't care for me.

He turned to walk away.

My emotions stirred up inside me.

I reached out my hand to his arm, grabbed it and said, "Wait!"

His eyes and my eyes widened.

Then I let go.

"Sorry." I said.

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