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The redhead stuck her hands in her robes expectantly waiting for Grayson to say or do anything. When he mumbled she had to lean forward a little bit to hear what he had said, but she did not need to do that for long. Without a thought he looked straight at her and admitted why he was in such a funk, if he could even call it that.
He was in love? The whole idea made Selina blush. She wasn't even sure she knew what love was and they were the same age. How could he have been in love with someone the year prior when he was thirteen, when Selina was fourteen and she wasn't even sure she knew what that word meant. The redhead stood their quietly and squeaked her Mary Jane's on the concrete awkwardly. She had no idea what to even say to him. But the look on his face, this was really important to him and he obviously needed her to understand.
After a few seconds she finally found her words, "So write her a letter. You can't keep letting thoughts of what if poison your mind. If you really love her," the word felt weird leaving her lips, "you need to tell her. Either find out if she feels the same or get closure. Because you can't keep living in this funk. I feel like you're a great person, Grayson, under all of your flirty whatever it is you do. You just need to find that person."
Grayson sighed heavily, almost sounding like a low growl as he ran his hand through the soft black waves in his hair. He closed his eyes as if to shut out the very words he was about to say,
"I can't ever do that. She died. I wrote to her to let her know and her mother wrote back telling me that she had a week before." His words were a mere whisper as he fought back an assault of deep raw emotions he buried so deep that he thought he had gotten rid of.
Grayson leaned his back against the wall as he felt his knees go weak.
"She was my only real friend." he said, his voice breaking with the sadness of a broken heart.
"I know it seems unreal that someone as young as me could love another but I don't know what else to call it. I never felt that about anyone since." The whole time he spoke he never opened his eyes for he knew that the moment he did, tears he kept from falling all this time would fall.