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I do not know why he loves to use me for his entertainment. As we drove home, we didn't say anything anymore. He got a call from his work and it lasted for a long time, even till we arrived home. Finally, we arrived at home and I helped him up the stairs to his room door. As he fumbled to open his door, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Even though he was going to be okay, I knew that things would never be the same with him if he heard about what happened to him. I know that Mike said I should be positive but then I couldn't help but imagine the worst. My mind blanked out as I watched him opening the door. He turned to me, his eyes filled with gratitude, for the first time. "Thank you, Violet, for everything. I don't know what I would have done without you," he said, his voic