The Confession II.

McKenna's POV.

I would've never guessed that he went through so much.

I pulled him close to me as I tried to calm him down. This is the first time I've ever seen him so vulnerable as he was now. The way his shoulders shook with quiet sobs and the way he was clinging to me as if to ask me to take that pain away broke my heart. I wish I could. I would do anything to take his pain away.

Because I was in love with him.

He seemed to have calmed down a bit. He detangled himself from me before letting out a low chuckle.

"I'm sorry. God, I'm just so weak." He mumbled to himself. I shook my head in negative at him. I took his face in my hands as I turned him to face me.

"No. You're not weak, not at all. You are only human. It's okay to show that you're sad once in a while. It's okay to be vulnerable." I said, hoping I could help ease his pain. I honestly suck at comforting people. I've never been good with it, so I hope I could reduce his pain even by a fraction.