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“Jesse,” Ryker called out.
“W-what?”
“I just wanted to let you know I’m
still here.”
“O-okay.”
“I’m sorry I upset you again.”
“I-it’s not you,” Jesse stammered,
sniffling again.
Ryker gave a rueful chuckle and pressed
his ear against the door, listening for any signs that Jesse might be doing
harm to himself. “Sure seems that way.”
“I-it… I-I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” Ryker
told him. “Clearly, something is wrong and my being here is making it worse. I
can’t do much about it now but sit here and listen if you want to talk.”
The laugh that echoed through the door
was bitter, caustic, and Jesse sounded like one wrong word would send him spiraling
even further over the edge.
“No one cares what I have to say.”
“I do.”
“Y-yeah, right. Y-you don’t even know
me.”
Ryker closed his eyes. At least Jesse
didn’t seem to be moving around in there, but how to reach him when Jesse was
right?
“I know your music,” Ryker replied. “Every word to
every song committed to memory."Come check out a host of talented authors taking part in Rainbow Snippets: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/
Aww, those last two lines are so beautiful! (heart)
ReplyDeleteI'd love to know what led to this scene. And I hope Ryker can get through to him.
ReplyDeleteLoved those last two lines
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