Prologue

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"How could you?!" He shouted, making our once peaceful safe-place feel unsettling and dangerous. I flinched at his words, holding back the tears begging to escape.
"I'm sorry!" I choked out. I really was. I was scared, I couldn't help it. Now he'll never forgive me. The only person I love now hates me. I'm such a dick. I deserved the cruel words that he gets hit with. I deserve the disgusted stares. I deserve it. Not him.
"Sorry doesn't cut it Grayson. I don't ever want to see you again." He said sadly, tears beginning to fall from his chocolatey brown eyes.
I reached out and grabbed his shaky hand, causing him to take a step back and yank it out of my grasp. He glared at me and pointed a finger at me, "You lost the privilege to do that. Now stay the fuck away from me." He shouted at me one more time before storming off.

What have I done...

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