The Park

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Natalie's POV

I quickly ran around the corner and found a park bench to sit on.

I always came here to relax and it helped clear my head from all the thoughts about dad.

I almost started to relax until I heard footsteps and a Twig snap.

The person mumbled " Shit" under their breath

I turned behind me to find Dylan staring at me....

"Hey" he said

"Hi" I replied my voice hoarse

"So you found my secret hiding place"

"Yeah I guess" my voice STILL hoarse from all the crying

"What's wrong?" he said

"Nothing" I said

"Then why were you crying?"

" I just don't feel well ok?"

"You know I'm not going to leave until you tell me"

"I don't want to talk about it"

"Then I'll just find out by myself"

This was right before he started tickling my sides mercilessly as I begged him to stop.

"Please....stop..... he he"

"Ok fine I'll tell you"

"Good ok what's wrong?"

"My dad.. he erm.. Died a couple days ago and all the people staring at me reminded me of his funeral"

I said tears brimming at my eyes while trying to hold them back but failing miserably

"Oh Natalie I'm so sorry" he said while hugging me

I just let it all out and began to bawl out tears while he just hugged me closer and I nuzzled into his chest before I finally fell asleep....

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