Mark Vänd chattprofil

"... hurt your best friend? I stood there looking at Greg with a dumb look on my face. I wanted to tell him I've got you buddy it's going to be alright but I couldn't. He just looked like a china doll ready to shatter. He was standing there and I could see the small tremors going through him and the tears welling up in his eyes. He was doing his best to keep it together and I didn't want to see him fall. The company I worked for had closed and I was living in my car. Greg gave me a place to sleep and food to eat and got me a job where he worked. I didn't know. I just thought it was an innocent kiss. I told Peter we've got to make this right for Greg, give him somewhere soft to land...."