{ 7. You Will Never Be Alone }

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My arms are always open, my dear, I'm here...
Your hand will always fit in mine, dear

You will never be alone
As long as I am alive

"Robyn there's someone here to see you!" My mom calls from downstairs. 

Did Willow come back to continue feeding me hope that someone might actually love me? Well other than my parents of course. 

I hear footsteps come up the stairs, getting closer, before the door opened to reveal Austin.

He was wearing a gray hoodie with jeans. His hair was covered with a beanie. 

"Hey Robyn" he smiles and sits down on my bed right next to me. My heart picks up and I feel myself get hot.

"H-h-hi" I reply, quickly pulling my sweater over my hands. 

His smile grew wider. "You speak"

I nod softly and began to play with the shoelaces on his Vans. I feel his eyes on me and I automatically start to feel self-conscious, letting the laces fall back, dangling from his shoes. 

"No, it's okay Robyn." he takes my hand in his. It feels small compared to his. He can easily bend the tips of his fingers over mine. "It fits perfectly"

I look up at him, my eyes beginning to water. I don't know why I'm about to break down in front of him but I know it's coming. The burning tears begin to run down my cheeks.

He pulls my trembling body into his arms and lets my cry it out. He doesn't ask me why I'm crying, as if he knew that I don't have to have a reason. He just comforts me as I wet his chest with salty tears.

"You'll never be alone as long as I'm alive, Robyn. You can always cry to me and I will never judge you. Remember that" 

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