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Cohtly sedation
So, I decided to do the only thing that made sense I found a bottle of vodka, threw ot drunk I don’t drink a lot; I don’t have the chance to Dancing takes up so ot no way near the diet of the other dancers, the ones who dance professionally, but I certainly can’t allow ht if I want to teach properly
So alcohol is rare--therefore it went straight tomyself that it’s not okay to text Nate It’s not okay to want to kno he feels It’s not okay to even think about him He’s away--he went away because ofit worse, but I just need to know I have to know, I just need hiain
But that’s not what I end up typing I try six different ties, and I delete and screa out What I finally send I instantly regret it I sound like a silly little teenager who can’t take a hint I shouldn’t have sent anything, nothing at all, but ic
Avery: I knowI know I shouldn’t care, butII can’t stop thinking about what happened andwellshitI just want you to know--I miss you, Nate I just miss you
I throw my phone across the back deck and put my head in my hands What if his as there? What if she reads that? When did I stoop so low? When did I beco for right and edging towards wrong? I’ my friends,what I can’t have
I’m an awful person
I lift the bottle of vodka to lass The liquid burns le the entire way to et todown onto the couch and curling to my side I closethat is refusing to leaveupright, eyes flinging open, when I hear a knock at the door It takes ethas becoet to my feet I have no idea who it could be Jacob has a key and it ine it would be Kelly, or even Liahit open
I face Nate
I blink a few times, confused Nate is meant to be away; he isn’t meant to be here Why is he here? I stare at hi comprehensible He stares at ood, and it seeht to ht shirt, black jeans and Doc Martens – perfect His hair is rowth on his cheeks and chin
The ultiht you were away"
He’s staring at me with that look thatI a, perfect hands
"Is he here?" he asks, his voice husky and low
"W-hat?"