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I raised my hand to knock on the familiar door now, a sense of dread and fear fuelled by my guilt had eaten me away on my way here and now I just wanted it to swallow me whole. Not only had I blank out lied to Preston but I knew what Four would do and what he is capable of, look what he did to Dylan, and I still used him to get what I wanted.

My thoughts were interrupted however when before my hand could knock on the door it swung open, revealing Preston's large stance as if he was already anticipating me knocking. My eyes travelled up to his face as if to access his physical state, I took a deep breath of relief when I saw all was clear, he was okay.

"Hey" I mumbled after a few minutes of awkward after not one of us made a move.

He gave me a small smile in return which quickly dropped after a few seconds as he stepped out of the door revealing a bag slung over his shoulder before turning his back to me and shutting it.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" I asked as he had now turned an