Janettejustynne

To save his marriage, Cerian made a deal with a friend. The deal was simple, draw the attention of his unfaithful husband . The deal worked but then Cerian started developing feelings for his friend to a point he got torn between choosing who to love. The one that hardly acknowledges his existence or the one that embraces him

TORN!

It prevailed getting late. This I could tell because of how dark it had gotten. The tree shadows had grown longer and a bit scary. I could hear crickets begin to chirp in a far distance. I low-key wanted to get off the tree and go home. I couldn't though, because Denver was still not okay. He'd smoked almost an entire pack till I denied him the last two sticks.

He cried again for minutes, then talked more about his parents and I listened, sympathized with him, and even angry at myself because I couldn't help him. The only thing I did was ask God why he'd taken away his parents. I've never met them but they sounded like nice people.

"It's getting late now," Denver said mid sniffles.

His eyes were red and swollen from crying too much. "Let's go,"

He smiled weakly and answered, "I think...we should get going. It's getting dark,"

SHELTER FROM THE STORM