I climbed through the window of the abandoned apartment complex. I breathed in the musty air and turned on my desk lamp, lighting up the room. I had a few sketches on the wall, most of which I had already accomplished. I set down my belt of spray paints and collapsed on my worn out couch. I rubbed my eyes and felt my stomach rumble.

Grumbling I walked over to my pantry. I frowned as I looked inside all I had was a bar of chocolate, some peanuts, a few half full bottles of water, and an apple. I took the apple and took a large bite out of it, the juice dripping down my chin. I had to try and get a job soon, graffiti artists don't exactly paid a lot. I threw away the apple core and wiped off my mirror, thick with dust.

I stared at my heart shaped birthmark that surrounded my right eye. I always thought that it made me look weird. Along with my out of control silver and blue hair. I slid off my pair of headphones and sighed. My best friend had been dead for a little over a year now. But I still carried the weight around like it was yesterday.

Shadow was driving in her car, going home from work. Unfortunately another driver was a little too generous with the booze. And they drove right into Shadow's car. Glass had flown everywhere, she had flown through the front window. Her headphones slid across the pavement. I had ran out of the backseat, my head and body battered. I didn't care, I just wanted to know she was okay! But she wasn't, her nose cartilage had slammed into her brain. I had cried for help but it was too late. She was gone forever, I would probably never see her again.

I wiped a tear of my cheek with my sleeve. Afterwards I had lost it, I stopped going to work, I couldn't pay rent, and I was kicked out of my apartment. Shadow's lawyer made sure those responsible were arrested. But as they held my hand and asked how I was feeling I only felt empty. She was like my older sister who held me together when I was falling apart.

I fell asleep and dreamed that I had someone who could hold me together. Someone who could tell me everything I needed to hear.

I needed someone who loved me...