I'm now sleep deprived. Blyke hadn't showed up at our dorm for the past few nights ever since our fight. I missed him, I wasn't mad at him or anything. I still loved him.. but does he still love me. I miss him. I miss him to the point that I couldn't sleep without having to call him over a thousand times. I miss him to the point I would shut off the lights, sit on his side of our bed, hold one of his jackets, and cry. It felt like a part of me was missing. The thing was that there was a part of me missing... Blyke. He had filled in the empty feeling inside of me. Blyke is my world, my happiness, the one thing that made me smile. I only see him in the hallways. Even then I feel like I don't see him...

I see Blyke in the hallway. He doesn't notice me. I depart from a group I was with. I sneak up behind him and grab his book bag strap without him feeling it. He kept walking and was finally pulled back by me holding his bag's strap. "WHAT GIVES MA- Isen...?" He says tumbling back as I catch him. "Why won't you talk to me? Did I say something wrong..?" I ask helping him to his feet. He fixes his clothes then looks me in the eyes. I see Arlo come around the corner with John being affectionate. I look back at Blyke who was now looking away from me, squeezing a piece of paper.

When Arlo and John walk by I notice Arlo's expression. He wasn't stone cold, he wasn't mad, and his eyes weren't piercing. He was... smiling. He seemed so happy to be with John, in public. Blyke always pushed me away in public, like he didn't want to be seen with me. I know I'm annoying but am I that annoying? ((Bruh what is this story-))

I look back at Blyke. He still wasn't looking at me. At this point the hallway was empty, other then John and Arlo now separating to go to classes. I wait for Arlo to leave the hallway completely. Once he does I hear sniffing. I look at Blyke who was still looking away from me. I hear him crying. He was waiting for it to just be us, wasn't he? I look around to make sure no students were around. I pull him close to me and hug him. He cries into my chest and hugs me back. I lay my head on his. "Hey, it's okay, I'm here now. You'll be fine. Please don't cry. I'm not mad at you or anything. You are still my anchor." I say in attempt to calm him down. I hear him say something muffled.