You had witnessed your partner of 3 years die in a crash in front of you. They was driving the car , taking you home, when it got out of control and the two of you crashed, you being the only one making it out alive. You started blaming yourself, saying that maybe if you hadn’t asked them to take you home than maybe they’d still be alive. They were your first love, your first everything, so you were absolutely devastated.

It all happened a week ago, and you havent showed up for school. You were a junior in high school, but right now all you could do was stay in your bed and sob. Hardly being able to get out of bed, let alone eat.

Ronan was your best friend, you guys being best friends since the two of you were in diapers. He knew you better than anyone. He stopped by your house to bring by your homework and check up on you. Your parents letting him in. He quietly knocked on your bedroom door before entering, slowly closing the door behind him. “Hey..” he started softly, setting the set of homework on your desk across the room.