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Chapter Ten (subsequently)

Chapter Ten

We were twenty-six years old and your brother was just starting high school, you were so worried and I found it so adorable. All of a sudden your brother ran away from home.

You took the car and drove around the neighborhood to see if you could find him, your mom stayed home in case he came back and me? Well, I stayed home because you left me.

So while I was impatiently waiting for you, my girlfriend to come back. I hear the door open and I'm ready to hear an "I'm sorry" but I see Jayce. I'm on my feet within in minutes reaching for my phone in my pocket.

"Ple-plea-please d-do-n-not ca-call any-anyone a-ash" he tells me and I could see his bloodshot eyes which I hope is from crying. "Why shouldn't I jay, your mother is worried and your sister is out looking for you," I tell him and he walks over to me, dragging his feet.

"Th-they wou-wouldn't under-understand  a-ash"  he tells me and I embrace him, "what do you mean buddy, what won't they understand?" I place him on the couch and sit down with him.

"I-I ha-have tro-trouble mak-making fri-friends" he says with stained cheeks. "Aww, buddy it's okay," I tell him.

"How about you change schools? We will get you a new school with new people?" I ask and he smiles.

"You-you'd do-do th-that f-for m-me?" I nod. Not even ten minutes had passed when he finally crashed on our couch watching Jessie.

You come through the door looking exhausted "I couldn't find him" you cry and that's when you notice him on the couch.

"Are you kidding me you didn't call me?" You say hanging up your purse and coat. I was currently eating a peanut butter sandwich.

"He told me not to," I say in defense with food still in my mouth. You groaned at me and kneeled right in front of him.

Brushing his hair out of his face and taking his glasses off. You kissed him on the head whispering "I love you".

I slid you my other half on my sandwich while you sat on the stool. "I was so worried," you said with a mouthful.

I laughed at you and you just started to cry. I came over to your side and we just held each other for a while.

"I was so worried about him," you told me, my now clean white tee was now stained with tears and snots.

I could give less shit about the t-shirt I only cared about your safety. I wanted you to feel safe in my arms. I wanted you to come to me when you had a problem.

I love you so god damn much Grace and there's not a day that goes by when I wish things could have taken a better turn for us.