Chapter 13: stayAprils pov
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I wake up and instantly regret it.2
I have a pounding headache and it feels as though my skull will c***k any minute now. A pair of hands are wrapped around my waist and a small smile makes its way across my face.
He didn't leave.
" Dylan? We have to talk!" I whisper.
" That we do!" He replies instantly.
Really? He was awake this entire time?
"What happened last night?" He continues.
" I felt guilty and sad at what happened! " I reply. I don't have the energy in me to lie.
" Why?" He asks worried.
" IT'S MY FAULT THAT THOSE PEOPLE DIED! IF I HADN'T GOTTEN REJECTED, MY PARENTS WOULD STILL BE ALIVE. IF ONLY I HAD BEEN GOOD ENOUGH, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN REJECTED! IF IT WASN'T FOR ME YOUR FRIENDS WOULDN'T BE DEAD AND YOU WOULDN'T HAVE LEFT THE ONLY HOME Y
