All were from Syreeta, and I knew she was probably a mess by now, wondering what was going on. It was just that I didn’t want to talk to anyone, except Tyrone. And I figured Syreeta would call Raj eventually, and he would fill her in. I just wanted to keep all of my attention on Tyrone. And that’s why I was on my knees at the side of my bed, praying, when I heard the first sound. A car door slamming. Then, a few seconds later, the key in the door. I leaped up and dashed to the stairs. I was halfway down when the door opened and Tyrone walked in. He looked up; I looked down. I was afraid to say a word and he said nothing either. All he did was open his arms and I ran down the rest of the steps. “I’m sorry!” we said together. He took my hand and led me into the living room. When we sat down, I still held his hand, deciding right then that I would never let him go. “I spoke to Raj,” he said. At first, I blinked and my heart called Raj a traitor. After what he promised! But then I blinked again.
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