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MAURICE'S POV

I reached Lucy's room and tried to get inside. I turned the knob but was met with resistance. She had locked herself in and I was certain she was crying.

I sighed tiredly knowing that it was going to be hard comforting her. I took a deep breath and braced myself. Gently I knocked on her door.

"Lucy." I called out to her softly.

I scrunch my face as my gentleness is met with a high pitched hostility.

"Get out! I don't want to talk to you!" Her sobbing voice muffled by the confines of the room screamed at me.

I hear a thud and then a clashing sound behind the door. I knew Lucy had thrown something against the door. It was probably the flower vase by her bed stand and the pieces would be lying on the floor in the room.

"Lucy please, don't be like this." I pleaded knowing very well that she was listening to me.

"Hear me out. Let me explain."

My insistent pleading was met with silence and her coldness. "Lucy, c'mon open the door." I pleaded again and her response was the same