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waking up in daveed arms is my new favorite feeling. the sun softy was shining through the curtains as i woke up, daveed was still asleep. i rolled over and looked at my phone 14 missed calls 

my phone read lin 14 missed calles i gues i better call him 

after it rang a bunch he finally answered

"i'm so sorry i don't mean to run you off please come back i'm so sorry i'm the worst brother ever. after nick i can't believe i let my self hurt you i'm not better than he is and.."

" hey your okay lin. i promise i just had a rough time listening, every one disagrees and i know you didn't mean anything by it. i'm at daveed with anthony and oak."

" thank you, you want me to come get you? i don't mind you can stay in your room" 

"actually i was wondering do you think i could get my own place .... the place next to daveeds is open and i would love to stay there?" 

"sure why not vic! love you be safe" 

"love you" 

i rolled over to see daveed awake" hey babe" 

"good morning baby" he kissed my four head before getting up and getting dressed. soon after i did the same and headed out with the boys 

oak was sitting in the couch writing and anthony was sitting listening to music. 

"morning boys!" i said as i made my coffee 

"morning, i'm suprised you can walk today after what we heard last night"  oak susa as he laughed 

"what are you writing oak?"

"some spoken word, do you like writing does the gene follow in your family?"

"yeah actually i wrote lyrics. i've written a few songs" 

for the first time anthony peeped up" you should sing one" with everyone in agreement that i should 

i deceided to sing a song i had written: oh how i loved you so,  you were my romeo. but you broke my heart, a million pieces shadered apart. a light flickering out in the dark. i want to know was any of it real, did you ever even feel my love. was i just a game for you to it

i opened my eyes after sing a few lines the boys faces all lit up 

"you can sing!" anthony yelled 

"woah why don't you sing?" oak

"you need to sing" daveed

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