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Tears

Jamie's POV

I was sitting on the couch, in between Eric's legs, his arms wrapped around me, Winston, the teddy bear, was sitting to the right of us. Eric sat Winston down right there because he thought that Winston would bring me happy memories to avoid the bad ones, which he did.

We were watching tv together, well Winston was mostly. Even though Eric wasn't showing it, I knew that he was anxious and scared of what was going to happen and I can't blame him. He's been on edge but he's trying to hide it from me, obviously not succeeding, but something else is on his mind but I don't know what.

I don't want to just straight up and ask him because I'm afraid of the answer but I really wanna know. I hate to see him like this. Maybe he needs a teddy bear?

I laid my head down on Eric's shoulder, sighed and looked over at Winston. I grabbed his large, soft, dark brown paw and held onto it. He brought yesterday's memories back to me, that happy ones and I could feel a smile form on my face.

It was kinda hard to travel around with him since he's so big but we managed. We couldn't get on some of the rides with him though and I wasn't risking leaving him out unattended, what kind of parent would I be if I did that?

We took him on the Ferris wheel. I'm not one for heights, I'm not crazy scared of them but they do somewhat put me on edge, but Winston really helped. Oh, and Eric held my hand too but whatever, Winston was the real hero in this.

Okay, maybe having this bear around really is working.

My smile slowly dropped as I remembered last night, it's hard to avoid thinking about it. Why would Brandon do that? He told me that it didn't matter, that he didn't care. Was he lying the whole time?

I started to unknowingly grip onto Winston's paw.

Why wouldn't he have told me if he wasn't comfortable with it? We don't keep secrets. He knows everything about me, I have not one secret that he doesn't know about.

My grip tightened.

What else is he hiding from me? I mean, he didn't even tell me that he was leaving or that him and Owen started officially dating. I let him know about my doubts about Owen and I even apologized afterwards. Then he has the nerve to pull that shit out on me?! Are you fucking kidding me?!

My body started to tense.

So he gets to keep his psychopathic boyfriend and live in fucking peace while Eric and I have to be wary of what we're doing, how close we are to each other, and who's around us?! Bullshit!

I was pulled out my heated thoughts with a kiss on the neck and Eric's arms securing around me,

"Don't think about him, you'll ruin the whole day for yourself."

I sighed. I let go of Winston and let my shoulders, that I didn't even know hunched up, fall back down. I unwrapped Eric's arms from me, turned around, and buried my head in the crook of his neck,

"...I miss him...and yet I really hate him."

Eric enveloped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, "You don't hate him-"

"I do-"

"You don't," he retaliated more sternly but still gently, "He's your best friend. You two have a bond that many people wish for and not many people have."

"Not anymore." I said quietly, I was kind of lying to myself. I wanted to hate him for what he did but my heart couldn't do it.

"I'm gonna be honest; a part of me doesn't even think that he did it. It's not that I'm in denial, I just don't think that he did it, I mean, it's Brandon we're talking about. I don't know, I just don't think he's capable of doing something like that, even if he wanted to..."