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Chevy whispered, “Do you trust me?”

Of course I did. Trusted him to be the first boy to hold my hand. Trusted him to be the first boy I kissed. Did I trust him with my life?

Chevy sits with me in the backseat. Our legs are pressed tight together and he hooks one of his fingers with mine. He slides his finger up and down in a reassuring caress. Not too fast, not too slow. It’s like a heartbeat.

A promise.

We’re going home.

He’s here with me.

It’s going to be okay.

I want to believe him, but I’m not sure if I can...