Fifteen

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Fifteen Crissy pov Okay, now I am scared. Sure I am still a little weak and I don't understand the tension in the room but Whyte breaking down in front of me got me so scared. I drew him to me on the bed as I tucked my legs beneath me. " hey, hey hey, what's wrong. " I asked in a soft tone hoping to calm him down. " I am so sorry, I didn't know it was you, I never thought that you would go into coma, I was so scared. " he answered in short sentences not connected to each other, not making sense at all. " hey calm down and explain. Go slowly. " I whispered because Whyte, the ever controlled guy acting this way was scaring me. Seriously. " I don't want to lose you. " he whispers. " you won't lose me... You did not sleep with someone else right." I asked in hi

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