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I stood there for a second, thinking twice on my choice of words. “Well, you’re cousin’s, different.” That seemed appropriate enough.

Jared let out a dry laugh. “Yeah, she is.”

I shrugged it off and walked towards the door, he quickly put his hand on my arm and looked at me with concerned eyes, his other hand scratching his head. “Just remember, she’s dealing with a lot at the moment.” He looked down and started speaking again. “I can’t really tell you why but she really needs us to be there for her because of all the shit she’s been through and I need you guys' help on this. It's our job to make her feel home.”

“She may not seem like it right now in front of us, but she’s a bit self destructive sometimes. I’m not really sure if she even notices it.”

His words made me think about the girl downstairs that just a few minutes ago made a sad song feel like something you’d play at a goddamned wedding. She didn't seem destructive at all- she looked almost as if she was perfect.