Emily pov

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Kyle took me to his apartment. I went in and sat on his couch. My head fell into my hands. I started to cry. Kyle rushed over to me. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked me while rubbing my back. "My brother hates me that's what's wrong. He hates me because I am a freak." I made out through my sobs. Kyle just shook his head at me and said " No, he doesn't hate you. He just doesn't understand what is going on just yet." I looked up at him. He took his warm finger and wiped one of my cold tears off my face. Our eyes were locked. I felt like his warm brown eyes could see right into my heart and soul. "Kyle, I need to go talk to Mike." I told him. "I know but it is getting late. Just to be safe maybe you should wait till morning." he said. I smile at him and nodded in agreement. We climbed into bed. I was under the covers and he was above. We both cuddled together. His arm was wrapped around my cold side. My head laid on his warm chest. I could hear his heart beating. Its beats were soothing, making me sleeping. My eye lids got heavier and heavier. I felt warmth on my head for a moment then it was gone. He had kissed my head as he is he said "Goodnight, Emily." Then I gave in and let sleep consume my body.

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