Dylan, a seventeen-year-old, sits in the middle of his best friend's bedroom floor. Around him, dozens of piles and hundreds of items that used to belong to her.

After her death two months prior, his life just has not been the same at all.

After all, It isn't every day that your best friend in the whole entire world gets murdered.

He places clothes in a box as he goes through them, remembering conversations they had while she wore these specific outfits.

Every thing in this room has a memory attached to it. Dylan remembers every single story behind them all.

He closes the box and stands up, taking the box to the door where the rest of the full boxes are. He labels the box so her family will know exactly what is inside of it.

EMILY'S CLOTHES

Dylan sits back down on the floor and continues trying to sort through everything.

He didn't expect her family to move away this quickly. The entire nation thinks they are hiding something already. Fleeing town so quickly after their daughter's brutal murder does not make them look any more innocent.

Her death made headlines all around the world.

She was violently murdered and no one has been able to link even one possible suspect to the crime.

Now that she is buried and the investigation has slowed down, her family has decided to move to get away from the 'bad energy'.

This just makes them look even more guilty in the eyes of America.

Dylan smiles and lets out a small laugh as he finds several photo booth pictures of the two of them. Half of the images are of the pair laughing simply because they can't keep straight faces around each other.

They truly made each other better. They made each other happier. They were the perfect pair.

Many people say that a person only has one soul mate. That soul mate is their perfect other half. If this is true, Dylan and Emily were soul mates in every sense of the term.

He places the pictures to the side with the other things he is going to be keeping.

Finishing the pile from the top of her dresser, he stands and moves over to her closet.

He ignores the clothes for the time being. He would rather look through boxes and find happy memories he somehow forgot about than look at her clothes without her in them.

Dylan pulls the boxes out of the bottom of the closet and proceeds to look through them.

He sits in the middle of boxes of paper and little toys Emily has collected through the years.

He places some of the like-boxes inside a larger box for her family to go through later. He doesn't know what to do with her college applications she never submitted or receipts for her prom dress she never got to wear.

He decides that is something he should let her family deal with.

He comes across an interesting looking box. He has never seen it before. And with the amount of times he has been up here throughout the many years of knowing her, this discovery is very surprising to him.

He lifts the handle and tries to open the box. A lock on the front keeps it shut from prying eyes.

Dylan wonders why she kept it so far back in the closet and kept it locked.

Curious, he stands and finds the box of jewelry. He found a key on a necklace in there earlier. He wonders if that is the same key. Emily wore that often. Dylan thought it was just a fashion statement but it may turn out to be something more.

He lifts the necklace out of the jewelry box it laid inside and he inserts the key into the lock.

Hearing a click, Dylan smiles.

Inside the box, is a single book. Across the top of the leather bound book reads the word:

DIARY

AN: ah! First chapter done! What did you guys think?