{You were his best friend, his only. You were always there for him whenever anything happened.}

He walks over to the mirror to fix his hair. His attention shifts to a framed picture hanging on the wall. Taking it off, he looks at it and examines it. The picture was taken at the beach, it showed two people smiling. Him and you, he was smiling at you while you wore a bikini with your arms wrapped around his neck.

Why…Fuck!

He threw the picture at the wall, causing the frame to break.