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"Where are you going, I thought we were supposed to talk this out?" Zion asks, but I can hear his desperation.
I hold the doorknob in my hand fighting with myself on what to say. "I need space Zion, I need time to think clearly without you always getting in my head." I pull the door open, but he stops me in my tracks.
"Haven't you already got enough?" He says his voice sounding closer.
I turn to him with pursed lips. "No. I never got my space, you just pushed me away." I whisper shutting the door on his tear stained face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~| Zion's p.o.v |
I stare at the closed door, already missing the comforting presence of her in the room.
A knock on the door makes me snap out of my thoughts quickly using my sleeves to wipe my face.
I clear my throat. "Come in!" I say scrambling over to the bed with a soft thud.
The look of shock on my face is hard to cover when Nick walks in.
Neither one of us say anything for awhile until he sighs walking over to the bed. "Z—man nothing's happening between Nessa and I."
I stare at the ground nodding. "I know she told me." I take in a breath blowing out air. "Nick bro, man I'm sorry."
He laughs fixing his snapback. "Nothing to be sorry about, there was never no bad blood between us Z. I understand where you came from."
I shake my head in disagreement. "Nah what I did to you wasn't right, we're supposed to be brothers and I didn't even talk to you to figure shit out. I just let my insecurity get in the way."
Nick gives me a pat on the back. "I'm telling you there's nothing to be sorry about, I understand." He turns his body directing his attention to me. "Besides I came in here to talk about Ness."
I let out a humorless laugh. "Yeah, that didn't go great." I say trying to remain unphased, but it was getting hard to. "You don't gotta hold it in, I know how much you like her. Don't front with me."
I nod letting out a shaky breath. "I just don't know what's wrong with me. I ruin everything good when it comes to my life." I say standing to my feet.
Nick remains on the bed silent in thought, before speaking. "Z you don't ruin everything, look where you've gotten to now. You're living a dream millions of people wish to live." My pacing slows down listening.
"Bro Nessa likes you, a lot actually in case you didn't notice." He says with a smile. "That should be enough to not make you give up." He says with a shrug.
I let out a laugh. "When did I say I was giving up? If anyone's giving up it's Nessa, and I don't blame her." I tell him going back to the bed with a defeated sigh. "It's over."
He doesn't say anything pulling in his lips. "You know I had a talk similar like this with her." He says. "Want to know what I said?" I nod for him to continue.
"I told her not to give up." Nick seems to know I'm going to interrupt and raises a hand. "I'm not done." He says. "As I was saying—when she felt like giving up on you she didn't. Nessa has valid reasons to, especially right now, but I know she won't."
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