Blake's POV
I hate lying to him. I want him to know. I don't want any secrets or lies. I want to believe him and to be able to trust him again but he doesn't even want to try. He won't even attempt to try.
I walk into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. "Blake!" Noah calls out on the other side of the door. "Open the door Blake," he says softly.
I ignore him and crawl into bed finding comfort in the soft pillows and blankets as I let go and let my tears fall.
"Fine." Noah sighs. "If you need anything I'll be in OUR bedroom," Noah says.
"As long as you're nowhere near me I'm fine," I yell back at him trying to hide the fact that I'm tired.
"Don't be like that," Noah says. I hear the doorknob turn and then the door slowly opens. "Just talk to me. I don't
