Chapter 2

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I wake up on the floor with my headphones wrapped around my arm. My head is pounding and I feel like crap. I check my phone and find ten missed calls from Tai. I call him back and he answers almost immediately.

"You okay?" he says as soon as he picks up.

"I guess," I reply dryly.

"Okay," his voice is quiet and I can tell that he's worried. "Do you want me to come over?"

"Yeah. Sure," I tell him. He tells me that he'll be here soon before hanging up. I toss my phone on my bed and walk downstairs. No one is home. I grab a granola bar and head back to my room.

About twenty minutes later, I hear a knock on the door and go down to answer it. I open the door to Tai standing with both hands stuffed into his pockets. He gives me a nervous smile before walking in.

We get to my room and I flop down on my bed. Tai sits at the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the wall. I can tell that he's worried. I get up and wrap my arms around him.

"He's gonna be okay," he tells me when I lay my head in his lap.

"How do you know that?" I'm starting to cry again and he wipes the tears from my cheeks.

"I don't know..." he admits. "But I have a feeling that he will be."

We end up spending hours in my room talking. Tai tries his best to keep me from worrying. I'm laying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and he strokes my hair until I fall asleep.

"Mya...Mya get up," I hear Tai's voice but I'm too sleepy to get up. I feel him lift me up and carry me downstairs and out the door. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his neck. He chuckles and I fall asleep again.

I wake up laying across Tai's lap. The room seems familiar and Tai is staring straight ahead. "Tai?" he looks down at me with a huge smile on his face. I guess the confused look on my face amuses him because he's laughing now.

"Mya?" I hear a voice say my name. At first I think it's Tai but he shakes his head when I look at him.

I sit up and stare down at the couch that we're sitting on. I realize that it's the same couch that I've fallen asleep on so many times, and my heart starts to race.

I lift my head slowly and I see my brother sitting up on his bed, looking at me with a huge smile on his face.

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