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Ch.3:the pain is real.

   I grabbed Gizmo, and I ran into my room. I closed the door behind me. I climbed onto my bed, and laid down on my stomach. Gizmo jumped up onto my bed, and climbed onto my back.
I took my mask off, and tears started streaming down my face. I buried my face in my pillow. I cried for a few hours. I finally had no tears left. I hate this feeling...numb... When you don't know what to do, and you just sit there emotionless.
    I finally decided to call Larry on the walki-talki. I obviously don't want to bother him, but I don't know what else to do. I need to get out of this house like now.

"Larry?" I croaked into the walki-talki.

"Sally Face?"

"I-I don't mean to bother you or a-anything, but I need you right now." I said my throat starting to hurt

"Get your ass down here."

   I put the walki-talki down onto my bed, and sat up. Gizmo fell off of my back. He hissed at me, but I brushed it off

"Sorry Gizmo."

    I climbed off of my bed, and grabbed my Super Gear Boy. I shoved it in my pocket. I grabbed gizmo, and opened my bedroom door. I walked over to the kitchen. I grabbed Gizmo's food. Gizmo looked at me confused

"We are getting out of here Gizmo."

"Meow."

"I love this place too, but I can't let you get hurt."

"Meow."

"We are going to Larry's."

"Meow!"

"I know you don't like him, but he is all we got right now."

Gizmo stayed silent as did I. I walked over the the apartment door, and swung it open. I turned around looking into the apartment. I'm so glad that I am getting out of here. Even if it's only for a few hours.
I walked out of the apartment with Gizmo still in my arms. I walked over to the elevator, and pressed the button. The elevator doors opened quickly. I stepped into the elevator, and put Gizmo down. I put the keycard into the basement slot. Gizmo and I waited for the elevator to arrive at the basement floor.
We finally arrived. I picked up Gizmo, and carried him to Larry, and Liza's apartment. I walked in and sat Gizmo down on the couch. He turned in circles looking for the perfect place to lay down. I rolled my eyes, and walked over to Larry's door. I knock on the door.

-no answer-

"Larry?"

-no answer-

  I walk into his room, and there he is.. asleep. How does he manage to fall asleep damn fast you may ask. Well.. I don't even know that, and he is my best friend.

"Larry I just talked to you like five minutes ago what the hell."

  Larry just continued snoring. I carefully shook him. He shot up, and looked at me confused. I didn't want to take my voice was already damaged enough.
   I just pulled Larry into a hug, and cried into his chest.

"Dude what's wrong" he said pulling my onto his lap still hugging me.

   I shook my head I didn't want to speak.

"No?"

   I shook my head again.

"It's ok.. it's ok."

   Larry was rubbing circles into my back. His sent calmed me down extremely. He smelled like deodorant and cologne. I sniffled a little bit. I removed myself from Larry's arms, and felt emotionless yet again. The familiar, but unpleasant feeling.
   I looked up at Larry. I saw pain in his eyes. It hurt me to see him like this.

  "Larry I'm sorry." I said my voice starting to give out

"Sal y-your voice what happened?"

  Tears started to sting my eyes.

"Well my dad.. he.. he hits me Larry, it's been going on for a while now. I love him so much that I didn't want to say anything to you or to anyone about it."

"You aren't going back to your apartment for a long ass time."

"I would hope not." I said exhaling.

"Sal?" Larry said

"Yea Larry?"

"Can we just sleep for the rest of the day I'll make sure you don't have any nightmares." Larry said with a weak smile

"Yea of course I need some sleep anyway, but first I gotta feed gizmo."

  I got up, and walked out of Larry's room. Larry followed shortly after me. I grabbed the cat food that I had sat down next to the couch earlier.
  I grabbed some bowls from the kitchen I filled one with water. Then I went over to the cat food bag, and ripped it open with my teeth. I then filled the second brown with food. I set both bowls on the floor, and watched him walk over to it. I turned around, and walked into Larry's room. Larry closed the door behind us,
  I crawled into his bed. Covered myself up with his like ten million blankets. He turned the light off, and made his way over to the bed. He crawled into bed with me, and put the blankets over himself.
  Everything was silent for a few seconds then Larry grabbed my wrist, and pulled me into his chest.

"I'm cold." Larry said with a dumb smile slapped onto his face.

"Me too." I said wrapping my arms around him.

  I felt a light pink blush swarm my face. This feels so right I finally feel ok.

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