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As I pull into my driveway, I sit there for a moment. Even though I let everything out, I felt horrible. Physically and mentally.

I drag myself out of the car and unlock the side door, walking in and locking it behind me.

I slide down the door and bring my knees to my chest. Sighing, a few tears slip from my eyes. It wasn't even a heavy cry, just a... tired one. Where you're sad, but you feel too weak to sob.

I must've been there for awhile because when I open my eyes, Dark is crouched next to me, his hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay, Anti?" He asks in a soft voice.

I shake my head and crawl into his lap. I rest my head on his chest and sigh.

"I explained everything to him. He understands," I say tiredly.

"Why aren't you okay?" He question further, wrapping his arms around my body and lifting me up, carrying me to the living room.

I shrug, "I just feel like shit. I want to cry and throw up, but I feel weak. Not even strong enough to stand. Everything hurts, Dark."

"Oh, baby," he sighs, kissing my forehead. "Do you want something to eat?"

I shake my head, even though I haven't eaten all day.

"Come on, Glitch. We're going out, get your coat- erm," he realizes I still have my shoes and coat on so he shakes his head, "let's go."

"But Dark, I really don't want-"

"It'll make you feel better, trust me. Remember whenever I was upset you would force me out to dinner or to a movie? It works. Please," he begs.

"Fine," I sigh, grasping his hand and letting him pull me up.

Before I can walk anywhere, he spins me around and dips me. A gasp escapes my throat from the sudden action. His lips land on mine and I smile, kissing back quickly.

He brings me up, detaching us and letting me walk in front of him.

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