It was a small funeral, you weren't invited. You were enraged. You understood the whole "family only" deal but you and Jonny were practically siblings. Ever since 4th grade when he dropped his MP3 on the playground and you picked it up, walked over to his group of friends and gave it to him, then some boy made fun of your pigtails and he beat them up to return your favor. You'd usually laugh at the memory but today you just wanted to break down and cry.

You held the pillow you were hugging closer to you chest. You didn't know why you weren't crying actually. Was it because you two kind of separated junior year of high school? Y'know, when he started acting strange. Everyone thought he was crazy, you tried not to, but even when you where around him he seemed off. You to slowly drifted apart and finally when both of you stopped hanging out bam he commits suicide. You were his only friend. W-was it your fault?

You shifted on your [f/c] bed and looked down at the sheets. Then you see a small drop of water fall onto the covers below. You suddenly hear your self sniffling. "Here it comes." You think to yourself as your vision becomes blurry and your [f/c] bedroom walls become all wavy and distorted like looking in a funhouse mirror. You shut your eyes tightly thinking maybe if you close them tight enough, no more tears will run down your face. But you keep feeling them roll down your cheeks and your turn around and face plant into your assortment of pillows at the head of your bed, crying softly.

You were the cause of his death, weren't you?

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[A/N]: hey everyone! Sorry this chapter was so short. I was planning for this to be longer but something's I will end a paragraph and I'm just like "Yeah that's a perfect place to end it omg." Y'feel? Hah, I guess you do, if not then just assume I'm lazy because I'm that, too.
Anyway in case any of you were wondering, yes; you will meet sock in the next chapter. And yes; it will probably be longer.
Hope you like it so far! Cya! ☆