Chapter 8

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All I heard for a little bit was laughing, until he walked into the warm pool, the hot tub, and sat me down. His hand touched mine and then touched my face. The warm drops of water trickle down my face.

His sea green eyes locked on to my dark chocolate eyes. For a second I though he was going to kiss me, but then I realized he saw me as a friend, even worse sister. He opened his mouth but nothing came, so he cleared his throat.

"Dylan, I should've told you this last week... I have a girlfriend, her name is Veronica..." he muttered. I could see the hurt in his eyes, the fiery waves that splashed around. It hurt him. It hurt me.

My free arm quickly pulled the bottoms of my shorts down, hiding the cuts, made by me. "I-I understand... It make you happy, then I'm happy." I mumbled as a tear rolled down my face.

I'm stronger than this, I don't deserve to cry in front of him... "It's just that," he paused to clear his throat again, "I wouldn't be able to see her, or see you. I'm going to New York for a month or two here soon. And I can only take one person..." He paused to put his hand back on mine. "And I can't take you both. So I'm not taking anyone... I was planning on taking you but then she came along..." I understood why he had hurt in his eyes, I couldn't tell if I saw love, or, or anything else...

My throat got clogged up and I could tell that more tears were gathering on my face, "I understand... You should take her, she is your girlfriend..." I mumbled bring both hands up to my face to wipe away my tears. In the process, I also brought his hand up, but it dropped into my boob...

"But that's the thing, I can't... I want to bring you... But," I could hear that he was getting choked up and I could see the tears on his face through the steam that rose up around us. "I don't like her anymore... I was forced to date her and-and I can't real up with her... She'll literally kill me..."

I put my hand on his face and looked him in his now teal green eyes. "And that's were I come in, I'll protect you no matter what. If she's going to hurt you, she's going to have to get through me. You know I'd do anything for you." I let a smile appear on my face before leaning over and kissing his forehead.

I had to. His hurt needed to become my hurt. And I'd do anything for him.

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