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"Can I ask who this is?..."

The question was to be expected, and she had expected it, but it still made her heart fall a little in her chest. "A friend from my old school. A few years ago he got in a car accident, he passed away." She did her best to keep her eyes from watering at the still very painful memory. It was silly, to still be so torn up about it, and she told herself that every time she thought about it. She wiped her cheeks and smiled, pushing the sadness way back down again. "But stuff happens, it's whatever." It really wasn't just 'whatever,' she did have a baby with said friend. One he never got to meet and never would.

She saw his motion to sit on the bed and raised an eyebrow, but she plopped down without a word and leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'm such a downer. I don't understand why you'd hang out with me," She teased, lightly nudging him with a smile on her face. "I'm glad you do, though." She added on after a short pause, looking up at him. Briefly, her mind wondered back to earlier in the day when she drove Beck to that sketchy building, and the bloodied boy.

"Hey, B? What were you doing at that place earlier?" Elisa asked, not wanting to flat out say she had followed him in there. "If you don't mind me asking." She was concerned for him, and his crying when he had walked out of that building didn't help matters. She remembered the tears on his face and hers just recently. Today had become more emotional than she had intended it to be. It also allowed her to view Beck in a different way and realize that maybe, for the first time since she was fourteen, she could have feelings for someone.

And it absolutely terrified her.

The first boy she had loved had died and she was scared that Beck might too.
What she had witnessed earlier didn't ease those fears.