You and Colton were best friend, practically friends at birth. You two have been inseparable.

Currently, he was in his room, he had friends over when he suddenly hears the front door open, accompanied by some sobs.

He immediately rushes downstairs, his friends following closely behind. He sees his mom comforting you as you cry, sitting on the ground. You had just lost your mom, he didn’t know yet.

He quickly walks to you, crouching down in front of you as he wipes your tears with his thumb gently, his mom moving aside.

“What’s wrong?” He asks softly, almost a whisper.