December. The days after Thanksgiving. It snowed. It reminds me to much of him. He, again, found join in the season. Ignoring the freezing cold and looking at the beauty. One time we walked together when it was more calm. I kept complained how cold it was and couldn't wait to wear shorts again. He only chuckled and told me how the snow lightly glazed the trees and how the ice made everything glisten in the sun.
Looking at it now, not having him here, I see what he meant. Pure white.

Thanksgiving was good. I went back home during the weekend and came back the day after. I went over with my mom to the Ro'Meaves to see how they were doing. It was actually pretty normal. The Moms sang Beyoncé, Garte was reading a book into the corner while secretly laughing at our mothers, and the boys and I went in the back yard and just talked. Like normal.

Soon, winter break is upon us and I'll be able to spend a whole three weeks with my Mom and my friends. I'm excited quite honestly. With school work and um...You know. It'll be nice to go and enjoy the cool winter.

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I walked along the ice covered sidewalk. I was...emotionless. I guess. I wasn't thinking about anything. Just walking with a blank face plastered on. I felt the cold, icey air nip at my back. I sniffled as the cold started to take affect over my body.

Three more weeks Aph...

I just needs to last three more weeks and I can go home. I'm actually pretty proud of myself for staying on top of things with everything that has been going on. I just want it all to stop for a while. I guess that is a little selfish of me, huh? I mean, I bet if Garroth could wake up, he would right? Right?

I just hope our friendship won't be ruined because of it. I miss him so much and I wish he could know that.

I wish Laurance would see how much I cared for him.

I wish that Katelyn could understand how much this boy matters.

I wish that Dante could care that half of Garroth's stuff was moved out.

I wish that Aaron could...could stop mattering to me like that. He was the only reason that Garroth didn't tell me sooner.

I remember in high school, I had feelings for Aaron, Laurance, and Garroth. Some of those feelings died down but, kept with Aaron. I felt butterflies in my stomach for him all through high school.

Once I told Garroth about my feelings for him, he seemed okay. He wasn't probably. If I only knew...

I would've listened.

"Garroth...I...I really would've listened..."

"Oh really?"

I spun around and saw a caramel haired, storm blue eyed man standing there. He had tone of voice that made him seem that he was about to burst into anger.

"Laurance..."

"Did you really mean it? Do you honestly think that back then you would?"

"I...I...", I trailed off

"Look, I really want to be friends again but, I can't stand to be in the same room with the woman that might have killed my best friend."

I looked down. I knew he had the right to say this.

"On May eighteenth, if he is up, I want him to fix this problem like he always did. If not..."

"..."

We didn't say a word for a while.

"I don't want to speak with you again. Don't even think about coming over. I never would want to see your face again. I want to leave with my life, with my girlfriend, family, and friends, without you in it."

I listened. I listened to every word he said. They felt like daggers.

"We had a great life Aphmau. We all would have fun in the rain, sunshine, and snowfall. Yet, you just couldn't see how great he was. I hate to admit it but, he was better than me."

I just looked down.

"See you May eighteenth."

With that, I heard foot steps fade away. I look up and he was gone. I was alone. On the icy sidewalk. This time, I felt way to many emotions.

I need to see him.

I need to see Garroth Ro'Meave.

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