Falling

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Robbert POV

      

      I opened the door to Florence's room I needed to ask her a question. Flo looked dreadful her hair stuck to her face from sweat, she was still in her pajamas and she put a fur coat on over them. She stepped aside and let me in. She whispered, " Come in." I looked around her house it was silent. That wasn't like her did I wake her up? I looked around more. She asked me in a weak voice "Do you want something to drink?" I said, " Yes that would be good." She opened the fridge and it was empty except for a salad bowl, the type of one you get from the store. There was also an ice tea pitcher, and green apples. she pulled out the tea, and said: "Is tea fine?" I walked over to her and said "Yes tea's fine it doesn't look like you have anything else." I chuckled she looked terrified "Yea, I mean I have wine." But it's the morning..." she trailed off " Where is all your food hasn't Your machine been over to fuel you?" I slapped her arm playfully, then she started to turn away from me and her shoulders began to shake "Flo are you ok I turned her around. Her face was red and she was crying. " No Isa's her voice broke on the last Symbol of her name she hiccupped. " Hasn't been around she's been busy I guess." She looked off into the distance slowly.

Florence POV

          I could not stop from crying I need sleep I keep having bad dreams without Isa. Rob looked into my eyes and held me and let me soak his shirt. He looked at my coach and I knew he wanted me to sit down, I remembered that time I broke my foot awhile ago, I started crying harder, I hadn't slept in a good week that stupid freakin dream kept coming into my mind. I sat down on the coach I needed to breathe. Rob went over and got his drink and sat down, he started to rub my back I leaned into his touch. I laid on his chest, he talked to me in low tones I calmed down, and I don't Remember much after that it went dark.

Author's note

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