Robin's p.o.v:
I sat alone,staring into space,not paying attention to anything. I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned,seeing Manny looking at me, his ocean blue eyes sparkled in worry.
"Robin, are you okay?"
I shook my head.
He won't understand.
He can't understand.
He's just a child. He hasn't fallen in love yet.
Lucky.
"I'm just waiting for when he comes back home. I don't care if he's drunk. As long as my love comes home to me. To us."
"Robin,you need to understand. Harry is dead. He isn't coming back."
I begin to cry. I turned and slapped him.
"HE'S NOT DEAD,DAMMIT!!!!!
Manny froze. He began to cry. I've never hit him before,and he didn't understand what was going on.
"I-I'm so sorry!"
I ran to my room,locked myself in,and ran to my desk. I opened a drawer,grabbing a box and opening it. I grabbed a razer blade and rolled up my right sleeve. The blade cut into one of the many scars that were already there. Harry always stopped me from committing suicide,but now I don't know what to do!
"I'm sorry,Harry..."
I pulled out a plush doll I made of him,hugging it tight to my chest. I stained it with tears. It looked like Harry,and it smelled like him even. I miss him...
"I love you..."
