Blake

I leaned forward and buried my hands in my short hair. I clenched my jaw. It felt like I was reaching some clarity, and at the same time, I was getting even more confused. I didn't fit.

“Blake, Blake, don't take it so seriously.” Anthony patted my arm, and I looked at him with a scowl.

“You are you. Accept yourself just the way you are.”

“I am. I know who I am, but other people always try to tell me who I'm supposed to be.” I shook my head.

“Then don't listen to them.” He shrugged, and I gave him a what-the-fuck look.

“Is your mate with you?”...