chris and you suddenly got close, he taught you all these new things. he gave you experiences, he taught you everything.

now, you stand there in shock at his words, eyes burning with tears.

“it was a mistake.” he said

“a mistake?” you ask, shakily and looking up at him with tears in my eyes.

his expression falters for a second but he quickly regains his cold demeanor. he looks away and sighs, "yes. a mistake." he whispers. you look away slowly, shaking your head slightly in denial, "h-how could it be a mistake? you told me it was the best you ever had." you were quickly cut off, "I was just caught up in the moment okay?" he says sternly. you look back at him,

you felt yourself getting weaker from every word that came out of his mouth. you open your mouth slightly, about to speak but, he just continues, "just-," he sighs,

"just keep your mouth shut about it okay? I can't have people knowing." he says, while avoiding eye contact. keep your mouth shut? how could he just say that? is it because it would effect his image? "why? because you're embarrassed?" you let out shakily.

there was a moment of silence but he nods, "yes." he says bluntly. there was that feeling again, getting worse by the second.