The Mistake-Chapter Eight
Ahh winter break. I'm SO sorry for not updating. Right now, I'm not sure where I'm taking this, so I might try to wrap it up soon, but I don't want it to seem hurried so…yeah. Feel free to give ideas, in either a review, or you can email me at ! Please review!
"I can't believe you, Shawn!" Turner exclaimed. "I told you not to follow him."
"I know, Jon, but…"
"But nothing. Look, Cory, I have no idea what pain you're going through. Shawn can probably relate to you more than I can, but I need you to attempt to help me make this work, okay? We gotta show Feeny and everyone else that we can all do this. Okay?"
Cory nodded.
"And Shawn, I know you're trying to be a good friend, but Matthews needs his breathing space."
"Jon, he was gonna run away, okay? I know when someone's planning to do that. I'm sort of an expert."
Turner looked at Cory. "Is that true?" He demanded.
"It's nothing against you, Mr. Turner. I just…"
"Running away doesn't help anything, Matthews. I trust you. How am I suppose to trust you, and give you room, if I think that everytime you run out the door you're going to run away?"
Cory jumped up. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry! I didn't know what to do. I'm sick of everyone telling me that it's going to be okay, that it's going to be alright. Because, guess what? It's NOT. Our parents are dead. And this," Cory yelled, motioning around the apartment, "isn't going to last! I'm not going to get adjusted to something that won't last."
Cory was breathing hard. Shawn stared at him, but Turner neared him. "Look, that's why I need your help, Matthews! We got to make it work. Understand?"
Turned wrapped his arms around him, and for the first time in a week, Cory didn't fight it.
The next morning, Cory woke up. Turner, Morgan and Joshua were apparently already gone.
"Where is everybody?" Cory asked.
"I told him that we'd walk today," Eric said. "He took Morgan to school and Josh to daycare."