Holding on 
Chapter eighteen

The tension between us was unbearable.
He had seen all the texts, every one of them.
I know Peter, he would've looked at them.
"Who is he?" He demanded, looking up at the sky.
"He's no one" I whispered, looking at the ground.
I kicked a rock slightly, I wish I could be a rock right now.
Peter pushed me softly back up against the wall, one hand on my shoulder.
"Don't tell me he's no one Ashlee" He shook his head, looking at the ground once again.
"I know what he's done" He choked, looking back up at me.
I looked away, the pain in his eyes was unbearable to look at. I could almost see tears.
My heart burned, beating faster and faster.
"Look at me Ashlee, who is he?" He whispered, using his free hand to tuck my hair behind my ear.
I looked at him, tears filling my eyes.
I burst into tears and practically threw myself onto him, I cluched onto his hoodie and cried into it.
He hugged me, resting his head on top of mine. "It's okay Ashlee" He breathed, kissing my forehead.
The hug seemed to go for days, but somehow when I let go, it felt like only a few seconds.
"Want to talk about it?" Peter asked, looking me right in the eyes, taking my hand.
I nodded willingly. I don't know if I was able to handle talking about it, April was the only person I had really told..

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whoa hello short paragraph, sorry about that guys i just really can't be bothered right now.
life sucks lol.