"Next to You" - Brian Holden
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"Get out," the second person menacingly tells Alex.
"No," he replies. "I have to stay with Gabi."
"She doesn't wanna see you! And we don't appreciate our guests making other guests cry. I'll say it again: Get the hell out of my house."
No more words are said after that. All I hear is the shuffling of feet, the music starting up again (I hadn't realized it stopped), and my own cries piercing the air around me. And then there is a knocking at the door.
"Gabi? It's Brian. Please open the door."
"If I had my way I would be right there next to you
There's certain things in life you cannot change...I hope you know I care..." -Yamaha, Delta Spirit
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