I walk down the fimliar blank hallway. My hands were in my jean short pockets. It was the late afternoon. The day before classes started up again. Great. First this and now I have classes to worry about. What am I thinking? Classes don't even compare to this...

At the end of the hall...I see the room 210. I sighed and slowly and hesitatly opened the door. Inside, I see Garroth still asleep with usual cuts and bruises. My eyes water at the sight of him. I walk over to the side of the bed and pull over a chair to sit in.

"Hey.", I say

No response.

"You know... it's been more then week.", I say again,"The doctors told us that you would be up by now."

Still no response.

"You know. I never got hospitals. They try and make the family calm when they come to visit their love ones but, the blankness doesn't help at all."

I let out a small sigh. It echoed a bit in the room.

"Garroth, please wake up.", I say trying to make my voice not shake

Still nothing.

"The doctors told your parents that you had cuts on your wrists that seemed older than the car crash."

I let out a sharp sob.

"Was...was it because of me?"

I take his hand softly. He doesn't wrap his around mine.

"P-Please... Garroth. I'm s-sorry. I didn't know how to react to the question. I still don't k-know but...I still care about you. You're the oldest friend I have.", I say tears falling

I look over to the night stand. His phone was cracked and was sitting there. I took it was surprised it still worked. Since I knew the password to it, I opened it and saw that his photos had been looked through. Maybe a family member did. I decided to look through them myself. They weren't in order. Some of them were from maybe ten years ago at one of his old baseball games then the next was a recent photo of him and Laurance at the café. I looked through some more. Smiling at his ocean blue eyes and the same smile in every picture. I watched a video of when Vyald was eleven and was starting middle school.

'You ready?', asked Garroth in the background

'As ready as I'll ever be!', said Vylad with a smile in his uniform

I remember when Garroth told me that Vylad got accepted into a high level core knowledge middle school. He was too but declined because...he told me he wanted to be with his friends in middle school.
I continued to scroll through. Suddenly, it comes to a picture that I nearly drop the phone. The picture, from the date, was taken about fifteen years ago. We were in the Ro'Meaves yard. I knew because there was a tree house in the back that is still there till this day. We were playing what seemed to be t-ball. Garroth was batting and I was on a base. Vyald and Zane were on the outfield.

{flashback}

"Come on slow poke!", complained  a two year old Vyald

"Vwald, you can't even pick up the bat. Be patient.", defended Zane the three year old

"Haha!", I laughed on second base

Garroth giggled and got into position. I watched as he swung his plastic red bat that hit the ball. It went really far! About maybe hundred miles I thought back then. In reality maybe about ten feet. Still pretty far for the four year old.

"Yay! Go Garrath!", I yelled miss pronouncing it like I usually did for all the Ro'Meaves until I was eight

"Get it bug brother!", yelled Vyald as he ran around trying to get to it on his short puggy legs

"Hahaha!", Garroth laughed

Once Garroth and I reached home, the two came back with the small plastic ball.

"No fair!", complained Zane,"You two always win!"

"Maybe because I have Garrath!", I showed off

"Or..maybe because we make a good team Aphmoo.", said Garroth blushing a bit

"Aww! Kiss!", Vyald said

"Ew! Vwald! Gross!", I screamed

We all laughed and continued to play the game.

{Flashback Over}

How did I remember that all of a sudden? Odd. I assumed maybe Zianna sent the picture since any of us didn't have phones back then. I put the phone down. If I saw another picture, I would probably cry. I turned my attention back to Garroth. He hadn't moved since I took my eyes off of him.

"Do..you remember that day?"

Still nothing.

"What am I doing? You're not going to respond."

I took a deep breath.

"When you wake up... I'm gonna have a whole day dedicated to you. We can go anywhere you want. Do anything you want."

I chuckled a bit.

"Besides 'Dungeons and Dragons'! That game kills me everytime. Yet, you love it! Everyone thought you were the most sporty jock at school yet...", I started to sob a bit,"...every weekend, almost, you weren't that crazy,  you would play it. Dante and Laurance would join you while I talk and bake with your mom. Vylad would still be at school doing some academic credit work and Zane would be doing something daredevilish thing with his friends. Yet...you played that stupid nerdy game with your friends. You would win almost everytime which got Laurance annoyed."

I started to cry.

"I-I also remember the first baseball game you took me too. You got almost t-there hone runs.", I say sobbing in between my words,"Stupid Larry Freemem."

I took his hand again.

"A whole day. I p-promise."

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