11; Death

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-Tylers POV-

I look up at Alaska, confused at her mumbling. She looks back at me and cries.

  "Al, I care for you. If you don't mind, would you tell me what's happening?"

My eyes start to tear up as she stares into my eyes, but, I also get a warm feeling inside.. a feeling I haven't felt in months. Maybe even years.

  "I- I don't know.. It has been happening eversince my parents kicked me out. I'm sorry, Tyler.. I really am. I don't know what I'm sorry for but I feel like I'm sorry for something. I feel like I'm hurting you by my presence and I don't know why. Maybe because I hurt my mom when I was in her presence. I knew she never wanted me and I knew she always hated me,"
  She pauses, then sighs and continues,
"The only reason why I'm glad to be alive is because of you. I- I love you Ty."

  I start blushing and her face is bright red. I hug her. She always loves hugs.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 02, 2016 ⏰

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