Cynthia's heart began to beat faster as she waited for his response and all she got was silence. She felt her heart beginning to break. What if he didn't feel the same way? She just made a fool of herself then. Her arms dropped lower but she didn't pull away now her hold was just casual. Then he felt something warm drop on his head. She was crying from the pain when he finally answered. "I'm sorry Art.." she whispered. "I wasn't there like I should have been. I failed you." She whimpered and teied holding back the tears but they kept coming. Her fist gripped his shirt tightly. She sighed and finally moved back wiping her tears away.she smiled at him and laughed nervously. "Sorry about that. I can't seem to keep it together lately." She said and leaned back against the tree. She was always pushing her emotions back and pretending everything was okay. Truth was she wasn't perfect like everyone thought. She had been through so much since Art moved away, and without him there to console her, she just pushed it back. She did it around him a lot too when they were younger. She didn't want to burden him with everything. She laughed a little and just shifted a little. "You must think of me in the most horrible way. I have all these people surrounding me pretending to be my friends, and I abandoned the one person who truly cared all along." She said. She wasn't sitting as close to him anymore either