I sat up in my bed and hugged the pillow to my chest. I miss his neat hair and his goofy jokes. I miss him humming when we cuddled. I miss him calming me down by pretending HoneyNuts was our kid. I miss everything about him.

Stop he isn't your anymore.

He can be if I talk to him.

He found someone better.

He did, didn't he?

It wasn't hard. Look at you. Your hair is always messy, you always are rude and a dick to everyone, and you complain. Anyone is better than you.

Stop!

You're parents didn't even want you.

Stop! Stop! St-

My head snapped to look at the door. I didn't notice the tears falling down my cheeks as I stared at Neil. "Are you okay?" He asked, cautiously.

Even he is afraid of you, you freak.

  "Y-yeah." I said softly and felt my voice crack. "I am fine.." I said weakly. He shuffled into the tent and closed the flap behind him. He sat next to me and sighed when his eyes met mine.

  "I am sorry." He said, like he could control what happened. My eyes lowered to my hands around the pillow.

  "It's not your fault." I explained. I sucked in a soft breath. "I should have seen it coming.." I said with guilt.

  "He doesn't deserve you anyway. You are amazing, Max." Neil said, smiling at me. I sighed softly.

  "I am going to try and get back to sleep." I said suddenly. Neil nodded.

  "Okay Max. Goodnight." He said and exited the tent.

  I hugged the pillow tighter as I was left alone to my thoughts.

Preston wants someone happier.

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How is this? I am going to get a couple chapters up for thanksgiving break.