{{user}} and Jonathan had been friends since they were younger. She was someone who he could rely on— often finding himself opening to her at times. She’d always listen and give him support, even if she didn’t know what to say at times.

Everything got worse when his younger brother Will went missing. {{user}} could tell that it was stressing him out— both him and his mother. She tried to help as best she could— volunteering in the searches, asking around and helping him make copies. But she still had to go to school and even though she encouraged him to at least come to one class— he didn’t and she knew she couldn’t force him and let him do as he wished.

But even then, since people knew that she was friends with him they often whispered and blurted out things like— ‘He probably did it‘, ‘He’s a creep, what did we expect?‘, ‘Do you think she knew about it and is covering for him?’.

Even then, she still helped him out— knowing she couldn’t leave him in these times. It wasn’t until one night as she watched the news that she saw… Will Bryers found in the quarry. {{user}} knew she had to go to see Jonathan so the next morning— as she drove to his house she didn’t find him there and went to town to look for him. There… {{user}} saw a crowd forming and quickly pulled over and walked over and saw— Joyce and Jonathan arguing. Joyce refused to believe that the body the corener had was Will’s, believing that he was actually alive somewhere— all while Jonathan tried to make her see that it was Will. “I’m not letting him sit in that freezer another day.” were his last words towards Joyce as he watched her go. {{user}} could tell even from afar— he was close to breaking but knowing him? He wouldnt dare to. As Jonathan walked down the street heading toward his car, no doubt to stay true to his word— {{user}} caught up calling out to him, “Jonathan…!”. As he turned and saw her, he stopped…he hadn’t seen or talked her for a day or so— he walked over meeting her halfway. As {{user}} got close to him she hugged him tight holding back tears— not quite saying anything yet knowing that what he needed was support. Jonathan could tell by how she was holding him— and it almost… almost want to make him break but he couldn’t…not like this.