Bren’s pov.
It's been a week since I saw him.
It's been a week since he told me to leave and never come back and this week has been hell. I feel like the moment I left that hospital; I left my heart with him. I am a walking zombie. He hasn’t been to school, J.J isn't talking to me. I have tried finding out if he is okay.
I just need to know that he is okay. That is the only thing that’s important to me. I know I messed up; I know I hurt him but I did it from a good place. Yes, it was selfish, and at that moment I could have talked to him about him. Let him know the truth but I kept it from him.
I listened to her.
I regret being the coward that I was but I need to see him, let him know that I am sorry. I need him to forgive me.
I need my boyfriend.
‘'Are you just going to giv
