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"Stefan I can't-"
"You said you would tell me yours if I told you mine." He interrupts.

"I know. And i want to, but I- I can't. I don't know why! It's like I'm being forced to not tell you! I can't control it." I whisper seriously.

The brown haired boy looks at me and frowns.
"I just told you something that I have only ever told Dr. Haynes, and even then I kept most of it from her, and now you're using it against me? You're trying to tell me that you physically cannot tell me your story?"
"Stefan..." I say.
"Whatever." He gets up to leave.
"Wait." I grab his arm.
"What?"
"Please," I don't know what's happening. I want to share with him, I really do, but I can't. The words won't form out loud.
"C'mon." He suddenly says, and grabs my hand, pulling me to my feet.
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*continue to next chapter 6*

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