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i really didn't know how to react.

"he apologized for hurting me physically and verbally. he also promised me he wouldn't do it again," he adds.

running a hand through his hair and sighing, "i don't know why but i... miss him."

using a moment of silence to decide what to say. even if he is hurting and confused i tell him, "it's going to be okay." 

(in this fic, tyler is shorter than josh)

he rested his head on my shoulder, gave a halfhearted chuckle, and quietly said, "josh...if only i could belive you."

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