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Writing Prompt: Short - "I'm going to take care of you, okay? _
Y/N knocked carefully on the door of her best friend's house, biting her lip as she did so. It had been weeks since she last spoke to him. Ever since he had started hanging out with Vanessa, he had pushed her away, per Vanessa's request. There had been rumors around school about Chris and her, about how she claimed he had tried to rape her. But Y/N knew better. She and Chris had been best friends since Kindergarten. She knew him better than anyone, and she knew he would never do anything like that. But now Vanessa was gone, and based off what Mrs. Stewart had told her mother, Chris was left broken and rattled. She didn't know exactly what had gone down between him and Vanessa in the end, but she knew she wasn't going to let him go through this alone.
She was broken out of her thoughts when Mrs. Stewart answered the door. Y/N smiled softly at the older woman, giving a tiny wave. "Hi, Mrs. Stewart."
Mrs. Stewart offered the younger girl a weak but grateful smile. "Y/N," she said, moving forward to pull the teenager into a tight hug. "It's so good to see you."
"You too." Y/N said sincerely, hugging the older woman tight. She bit her lip long and hard for a moment before speaking. "How is he?"
Mrs. Stewart sighed gently and pulled away, shaking her head. "He's been better. I don't know what to do for him. He won't talk to me."
Y/N nodded, offering the older woman a gentle smile. "Could I maybe try to help? I could talk to him. I know it's been a while, but I still know a few tricks." she joked gently.
Mrs. Stewart laughed quietly, nodding. "I think that would do him some good. He's in his room if you want to go see him." she said, moving aside to let the girl in.
Y/N smiled and nodded at her, stepping through the doorway. "Thank you." she said softly before making her way downstairs to her best friend's bedroom. She made her way to his door before taking a deep breath and knocking gently.
There was a quiet groan before a hoarse voice replied, "M'fine, Mom."
Y/N closed her eyes, leaning on the door frame. "Chris? It's-It's Y/N."
There was a short silence before heavy footsteps started towards the door. Not a minute later the door was swinging open to reveal a tired looking Chris.
Y/N smiled softly at him. "Hey." she said quietly, ringing her fingers together nervously.
"Hi." Chris replied, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt. "What-What are you doing here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Y/N shrugged. "I wanted to see you. I missed you." she said, meeting his eye.
Chris looked at his best friend for a minute before silently moving out of the way for her to come in.
