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"Can you help me with my assignment?"
I look him in the eyes.
Then I think about his question and what all I still have to do.
I have so much stuff to do.
But I can always do it later.
But if I help him with his assignment then my free time would be next to nothing.
I could say no.
But if I say no, I would disappoint him.
I don't want to do that.
I wanted to paint this week.
Thinking that I can paint next week, I give him another one of my fake smiles.
"Sure, which one is it?" I ask and I watch his forehead crease. Like he's disappointed.
What did I do now?
"Say no," He says and I frown.
"Say no to me," He says again.
"What? Why?" I ask.
Didn't he just ask for help?
"You don't know me. You don't have to help me. Say no," His words are softer now.
He wants me to say no.
"Why did you ask if you didn't need help?" I question, ignoring his demand.
"Because you need help," He states seriously and I freeze.
"I don't," I say, sternly.
"Let me rephrase," He steps closer.
"I want to help you," He tucks my hair behind my ear. The gentlest touch of his fingers enough to calm me.
"I- I don't understand," I say and shake my head.
"And I don't understand why you have to chose others over you," He raises his brow.
**********
Averly Grace, a girl who is nicest girl you could ever meet. She never let's anyone down. Whenever someone needs something she's there, but the thing is, she only focuses on other people but not herself.
Dylan Deavel, a boy who used to be in the same position Averly is in. He knows deep down that Averly is tired but she doesn't want to hurt or let anyone down. He knows what it feels like. Tired and Drained.
Dylan wants to help Averly out of the positions she is in but will Averly let him help her?
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