14: First gaze

Avery

“Oh, Avery! How are you doing?” He asked as if he hadn’t expected me to come to his room, I smiled a bit and moved closer to Nathaniel, my eyes cast downward in embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Hart," I whispered. "I'm so sorry for vomiting on you and messing up your clothes. For crying and everything, I shouldn’t have bothered you with my problems.” I laughed awkwardly.

Nathaniel noticed how my fingers were crossed, I had never felt so nervous in a while and his expression softened, he stood up took his eyes off my hand, and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay, Avery," he said, his voice soothing. "Please, don't apologize. You're not well, and I'm just glad I could help. You know I told you, you can always come to me when anything is going wrong with you, okay?”

I hated this!

Why did I let my emotions get the best of me and I became vulnerable?

My eyes were fixed on the floor as I replayed the events of the previous day in my head. I hated how vulnerable I h