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There’s a certain amount of tenseness in Evan’s shoulders over the next few days, it breaks my heart to know that it’s because of me..
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“Aiden?” Evan murmurs lifting his head of from my shoulder. His eyes are sleepy, and his hair ruffled and messy. He was half asleep after..
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“Em, we kissed.” I whisper into the phone. Evan is sleeping on the couch, snoring softly. And I know I should wake him up and send him hom..
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The weekend rushes by in a daze. Somehow, all I can think of is Evan. A sketchbook quickly becoming filled with drawings of him. His profile, his lip..
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All I can think is how perfect Em and Evan are. How good they are to me. How wonderful. And that I can’t remember feeling quite so happy. I can..
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The sterile smell of the hospital hits me like a slap in the face. Em was admitted into a room, immediately. The nurse complaining under her breathe a..
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A weekend of silence follows. Evan is out of town, and I miss him more than I should. Emily stays at home. She’s moping, with good reason and I ..
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High School Aiden is out of the closet
An art junkie whose parents have never really been around, In High School, also referred to as hell, with a be..
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