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“You know,” he said, his voice light as a , “I’m in the same boat as him”

“What?” I said

“Noto love you I can’t help it There is so so infectious about you People can’t help but love you,” He said

I laughed, “You should talk to my parents, I mean ood job of not loving rass

“You know that they loved you,” He said and reached his hand out to my shoulder but pulled it quickly back before he touched me

I chuckled but only so I wouldn’t cry again

“They did a very good job of proving the opposite,” I said, rass in the process

“Tell me You’ve never told me much about them,” he said

“There’s not much to tell”

“Obviously they hurt you and I’m your best friend I just want to understand, Ky,” he said, his voice and eyes full of pleading

I let out a deep breath and decided to plunge

“We used to be happy, if there is such a thing as being happy I could talk to hed and joked We had faht My mom would never play; she always said she had to referee us because ould cheat if she didn’t But ere all very respectful of one another But then an to crack My dad got the wandering eye and began to stay at work later and later Myhis He found someone else and filed for divorce He promised to always take care of me and my h for my mom She became like a zombie and over dosed on her medication and died Jonathon and Patrick turned her into a vah to live She’d rather die than be my mother I’m unlovable,” I moaned

“Oh, Ky you know that isn’t true,” he said

“You didn’t let me finish,” I said

“Oh”