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He went quiet. "Like how?"
She leaned down and kissed his cheek gently. "Okay."
He tilted his head in confusion.
She reached over and brushed his hair back. "Of course, but my things are at the neighborhood."
"You.. can't?"
She hesitated before sitting down again. "I'll stay with you, August."
"But you don't want that, Addie.."
She went quiet. "It has?"
He said nothing, looking confused. "I see..."
"Don't be silly. You don't want me to stay in here with you."
He frowned. "I'm sorry, Addie.."
"I'm not sure where I'm supposed to go," she said. "Here or wherever.. This room is the only place I know here and I just came from the neighborhood."
He frowned. "No, you didn't."
"I wasn't going to run away. I was planning on staying, even though you don't want me here. I'm not running away again."
"Fine.. How do we go about this?"
"I can't stop," she said quietly, standing up. "I just can't stop messing up every time I come."
"Well I don't see why you'd want to.."
"That's not why I left!" she said, audibly upset. "I left because I felt I had screwed you up but showing you how I felt and that I made...
He hesitated. "What about?"
"You don't know that," she said quietly, her shoulders sagging slightly.
