Avery sat next to her..he stroked her long, silky blond hair. He notices that there are some light brown strands thrown in here and there. “Mel, you don’t have to hide from me.. I am your best friend right?” He asked, knowing that would grab her attention..

As expected Mel sits up and crosses her legs. She leans back so that she is sitting on an angle. The leather making noises as it accommodates to her movements. Melanie looks into Avery’s eyes.. there she finds the comfort. There is concern written across his face. It has impacted every feature.

When Avery looks back at Melanie, he sees that she has been crying. He pulls her to him. “Aww Melee.. don’t cry” He lets go after he has embraced her. “I just wanted to reach out and tell him something.. and I got a little impatient with myself.. going back and fourth.. trying to decide if I should or not.” Melanie confessed as she looked at the floor..

Avery hands her a drink and motions for her to drink it. “This should help” He suggests.