10. Chapter 9: Weak
I saw tears and tears fall from his beautiful eyes. I couldn't help myself I just had to. I hugged him very tightly hoping he would feel better.
As the tears I was hoping wouldn't fall rushed down my face, I felt warm arms wrap around my waist tightly. I tensed up. It's not that I hate hugs it's just I have never been the person to be hugged. My parents don't care about me they are always away on business trips. When they see me they say how much of a disappointment I am. They have never hugged me.
Two minutes passed by and I knew he wasn't going to hug me in response so I let go of him. I felt worthless because a person can't even hug me. As I was in the middle of my thoughts I felt two strong yet warm arms wrap around my waist. I responded quickly still a bit shocked.
When I wrapped my arms around her I noticed how skinny she was. It felt like I was hugging a soft warm twig. I saw a smile creep up on her beautiful face when I hugged her.
" you must think I'm a weakling for crying in front of you." I said with A bit of a chuckle after my statement.
J: " People cry, not because they're weak.because they've been strong for to long."