Chapter 26

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KIRA POV
(Quinton's mom I don't know her real name)

I hear a knock on my door so I get up from the sofa and walk over to the door. I open it revealing my boy Quinton.

His eyes were red and puffy, his cheeks were stained with tears and his hair was all messed up. "Oh Quin." I say before he breaks down crying.

I run and hug him tightly. The last time I've seen his was last year September for his birthday. I knew how much he loved Chanel. She was the only thing he talked about.

"Mom-I don't know what to d-do!?" He says loudly as he cries. "Come let's talk." I say leading him to the living room. I put him on the sofa and make us both some coffee.

I bring it back to him and put it on the table. "What happened?" I ask. "I fuc... Screwed up." He says not cussing. "Quinton...What did you do?" I ask curious to what he did.

"I kissed another girl." "QUINTON GRIG- "I had a reason!" He says cutting me off. "What was the reason?!" I ask extremely disappointed in him.

"I can't tell you or Chanel or anybody." He says as he starts crying again. I believe him, he really did love her he wouldn't just kiss someone without a reason

"I...I believe you." I say. "I don't know what to do." He says crying into his hands. "Quinton I-I don't know what to say. I've never been in a position like this so I can't even give you some advice." I say even tho I really wanted to help him.

"It's okay mom it's not your fault." He says slightly smiling. I smile and hug him. He hugs me as well.

QUINTON POV
"I missed you mom." "I missed you so much Quin." She says causing me to smiles, she then pulls out the hug. "I'll make us some pasta then you should get some rest alright?" She says. I nod and smile.

She walks into the kitchen while I walk around the house trying to find the other room. I finally found it then walk in, drop my bag onto the floor and fall onto the bed. I hear my notification tone go off so I grab my phone and check. It's from...

𝐀/𝐍
𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧!😭💔✌️

Q͟u͟e͟s͟t͟i͟o͟n͟/s͟:

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚?
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