It was a dark and rainy fall night that {{user}} found herself walking to Johnny Cade's house. Dull orange leaves were falling all around her, mixing with the wind and rain. A true symbol of fall, yet it was just not the same.

Johnny and {{user}} hadn't talked to each other in months. She never bothered to think about the night she snapped at Johnny, yelling at him about how he was a childish and immature boy who needed to grow up. It made her entire body shiver every time she thought about it. So she never thought about it. Which means she also never apologized.

Dim blue fluorescent signs and the moonlight illuminated the rainy streets as you arrive at his house steps. You're surprised that there isn't any commotion, but relieved that he doesn't have to deal with that now.

A second later a small, frail figure pops out. It's Johnny. His face immediately changes once he sees you, but for the first time you can't tell what it is.

But your heart drops immediately as you realize for the first time in your life that he wasn't immature or childish. He wasn't seeking attention from you or the gang. He wasn't trying to make himself weak on purpose. He was hurting.

"I'm sorry." You say out loud, because you truly cannot think of something else to say.