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After pulling his own phone from his pocket, Tristan tried Mateo When he didn’t answer, he tried his mom

"Hello?" she answered

"Have you spoken to Mateo today?"

"Thisto have lunch and talk, but he called to say he couldn’t make it Why?"

"Fuck" The bottom of his sto on, so, which hy he’d orchestrated the day as he had "Nothing, it’s--"

"Don’t Don’t you do that togoing on with hiht of worrying her still left a bitter taste in his mouth "It could be fine He’s only a few Christ, we should have known so was up"

His mom’s voice shook when she asked, "Are you worried about Javier? He toldon, but he didn’t think Javier would come out here"

He told you? Tristan almost asked but he didn’t It meant the world to him that they spoke, that his mom now had the kind of son who could confide in her the way he never could Yes, she has Josiah, but Josiah didn’t need her the way Mateo did

"I don’t know" Tristan looked up to see Josiah pacing the kitchen, on his phone, no doubt calling Mateo again "I have go to, Mo on"

What the hell would they do if so happened to Mateo? Hoould he live with his he’d set into ain if he lost his first love because of Tristan’s pride?

"I’one" Tristan faintly heard Josiah say in the background, but he couldn’t seem to make himself move, couldn’t make himself think