i didn't understand what i did wrong. 

why was she so coarse towards me?

all i have done was try to help her.

and all i get back is her yelling at me?

i didn't deserve that.

nobody did.

as i started to get angrier, i realized why she was angry towards me.

i had stopped her from taking her life; she had wanted to join her parents and her unborn sibling.

how was i supposed to make it up to her?

how was i supposed to show her that i want to help her?

my stomach clenched as i ran my hands through my hair, my eyes preparing for waterfalls to soon be flowing out.

tears flowed down my flushed cheeks, and i let them.

 boys aren't supposed to cry. 

but i didn't care. 

my throat closed, bile starting to come up from my stomach.

how was i supposed to show her that she was loved?

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