-Brock's POV-
After Reba left me confused I paid Dr. Baker. I went to Reba's but no-one was there. I ran upstairs to see if Cheyenne or Van took her car.
When I walked into her room. I saw that she wasn't there. I ran back downstairs and out the door.
I need to go to a secluded place. I need to think. Her question is still repeating in my head. Do I really still love her?
Of course I do. Why else would I kiss her like that? I'm such an idiot. Or as Reba likes to call me a mo-ron.
She probably wants nothing to do with me. If she did love me, she don't now.
