Chapter 3

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I sighed and laid down next to a shirtless Steve, facing away from him. Steve rubbed my back. I smiled and stretched my legs out so I wasn't all curled up.
"You really aren't that bad of a person are you?"
I nodded.
"You cut yourself didn't you?"
I nodded again tears starting to threaten.
"I want to take care of you now ok I want to be your friend"
"Thanks"
Tears suddenly started falling and Steve gently hugged me. I wiped my tears begging them to stop. I suddenly heard soft singing. I looked up frightened then traced the sound to Steve. He was singing a lullaby one my mother used to sing when she had loved me but now Steve was taking care of me. I rolled over and snuggled up to him.
"Herobrine can I tell you something"
"Yeah anything"
"I've always loved you, I just, I worried about stereotypes. You're an amazing person even if you don't say anything your mind is working. And that's what's beautiful about you"
I blinked away my tears, wiping my eyes. He was starting to get up until I forced him back down. I place my lips over his own.

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