The next morning

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When I woke up in the morning Wes wasn't laying next to me. I went out into the kitchen and saw that he had made breakfast. My favorite, waffles, sausage, bacon, and toast. "Good morning beautiful!" he said,

"Well good morning kind sir!" I replied.

"You know we need to talk about this right?"

"Yah, I know."

"We can either talk now or after breakfast, whichever one one you want."

"Umm, after."

"Okay, that's fine."

When we were done eating breakfast we went over and sat on the couch to talk. He asked me why it happened so I told him my dad had abused my my whole life. His eyes filled with tears as I told him. By the time I was done explaining he wouldn't look at me. He just kept looking down at his feet. I told him that there was nothing that he could have done to stop it. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he blamed himself for what happened. He said that he should have come with me. I told him no because if he got hurt I would never forgive myself because it would have been my fault he got hurt.

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