Could the day have gone any farther down hill? I mean Kenny had had bad days, but this was pushing it. The walk to school had been harmless enough. Just a few jokes on the way to the bus stop? Why then, when the bus arrived at the school, did Craig stop talking to him completely? Was it a joke that he made? Was something wrong?

Normally Craig's odd mood swings didn't affect Kenny, but this one was so out of the blue and for no reason! They didn't share first or second period, but by third, Kenny had made it his mission to uncover the truth.

The day was moving slowly. (As it always did when Kenny wanted something…) But finally third period was just a short 10 minutes away. Grabbing his World history book from locker 331 he slammed the door shut and began to walk to his class.

"Whoa dude? Something the matter?" Kyle's voice spoke in the back of his head. Figuring he should at least respond, Kenny turned towards the boy and started walking backwards.

"Nah, just really tired…" Kenny was used to hiding his emotions from people. Not like Craig who hid every emotion and held that same monotone scowl on his face every minute of every day. Kenny just preferred to be a people pleaser. It's probably why everyone liked him. To them, he was just the funny guy who never did anything 'uncool' or 'boring'.

"OHHHHH….I get it, out with some babe last night huh? Good for you Ken." Kyle misunderstood everything. Though, could he really blame him? Kenny kept his true feelings hidden from everyone. So it was only natural people would believe his ruse.

"Yeah, you know it man. See you later, got to get to History….." With that Kenny took off in the opposite direction and slipped inside the door to room 1019. Spotting the raven he was looking for immediately. That yellow puff ball was hard to miss! Slinking into the seat behind Craig Kenny leaned forward and took a deep breath before slowly exhaling onto the unsuspecting raven's neck.

Smiling at the shudder that ran through the tall boy's body, Kenny slowly pulled the chulo hat gently off his head.

"Kenny, Stop." Monotone and dull...as usual.

Craig straightened at the warm breath creeping its way down his neck. A chill ran through his body. Trying to control his breathing, he felt his hat being pulled from his head.

Attempting to sound as normal as possible, he turned around.

"Kenny, Stop."

Though it was hard to stop the smirk working its way onto his face when he saw the dumbfound look on Kenny's face.

"Always playing innocent? Doesn't that bit get old?"

"Why of course not. Anyways, what was up with you this morning?"

Craig let out a short breath. Always straight to the point. He was hoping Kenny hadn't noticed his behavior this morning. But as usual, Kenny was the perceptive one. He put on the fake flat expression he made it his duty to wear and searched for a suitable response.

"What do you mean? Was I acting strange this morning?"

Kenny sighed.

"Come on, you know that doesn't work with me. Dude, you may not think so, but I can read you like a book…"

Craig groaned. It was true. Compared to Kenny, he was the world's worst liar. Flinching a little as Kenny hit the top of his desk with his own world history book, Craig searched his brain for a reply that would satisfy the blond boy.

"I-I was just a little shaken up from that thing you told me last night. It creped me out a little. Just thinking about my dad with another girl made me a bit disturbed. Sorry for freaking you out."

Kenny looked as if he was going to say something but stopped to ponder his response.

"It really got to you huh? That thing a few years ago with your mom…I-I'm sorry man…" Kenny looked at him with broken eyes. Craig had no response. He mentally kicked his mind to send some form of signal to the rest of his body to move or do something. But he just sat there with a gaping expression staring at his friend.

Suddenly, in one rapid movement his legs started up again and with a quick excuse to the teacher, Craig stood up and walked out of the classroom leaving a stunned and hurt Kenny.

The day was only worse from then on. Kenny didn't share fourth period with Craig. So he had to ask Stan and Clyde if he was in class with them today. Kenny instantly felt a deep sense of regret when he heard the oblivious teens.

"No, the teacher got a call from the nurse saying that a student had walked in and taken off after asking for an Advil. We assumed it was Craig…no one else was missing from the class today…."

"Oh…Ok thanks guys."

Ignoring the worried voices from his friends, Kenny shot out the door and into the corridors. It took him five minutes to reach the front entrance and quickly burst through the exit into the streets knowing exactly where to go.

Craig sat alone above the icy waters. One jump. That's all it would take.

"It's all my fault…" If only he had just walked home instead of pressuring his mom for a ride. None of this would have happened.

He inched a little farther over the ledge. Looking down into the depths below. Gulping, he closed his eyes.

'One jump….that's all…' He had had these thoughts before but over years of therapy he thought they were gone. Moving slightly closer with each second.

"I probably won't even feel it…" HE smiled and let his feet dangle over the ledge, feeling the breeze blow softly through his hair. He never grabbed his hat from Kenny… Chuckling, Craig tried to imagine the look on the students faces as he stormed out of the class.

Another inch closer.

Laughing now. HE didn't know why. It just felt natural. His entire body was hanging off the ledge by a thread. Only his thighs remained on the bridge.

One more push.

"Sorry mom…"

Then it was done. He pushed the rest of the way off the ledge.

Kenny ran. Faster than he had ever run before. He knew…a few years ago, when Craig had just lost his mom…there was a lot of talk and blaming. Always Craig…why was it always him. All the pain..Kenny just wanted it to go away.

HE KNEW…

Craig was suicidal. He knew the treatment at the facility didn't work. Every now and then he would see the 'old' Craig work its way back into the bright blue eyes of his friend. And now..it was his fault.

He was sprinting now. As fast as he could. Down 134th…..left on Berkin…then a mile down the main highway…to Starks pond...

Finally, almost there…

"Hold on Craig…"

Just a bit farther.

"Please….Just a little longer…"

Then he saw him.

Strong arms wrapped around his waist pulling him back as the falling sensation went away.

Craig's eyes snapped open. Struggling to break free of the firm grip holding him back, he lunged towards the ledge.

"L-Let me GO!" Fighting as hard as he could Craig pushed the mystery stranger back but the grip only tightened. No matter what he did…this person was just too strong. Giving up, Craig stopped resisting and fell back into the persons arms.

"L-let me go…please..."

Someone was crying….but it wasn't him, was it? No...Looking up he saw the tears running down the face of his best friend.

"Never….."

Craig felt the tears welling up in his eyes….he choked out words through staggered gasps for air.

"I-It's all my f-fault…."

"NEVER! Do that again…" The grip Kenny had on Craig tensed.

"…please…I…I. cant..."

Tears were pouring down his own face now.

"You can! Please…..your Craig tucker...You just can't" Craig looked up into Kenny's eyes.

"K-Kenny….I'm sor-..."

The words were interrupted by Kenny resting his chin on top of Craig's head…

"I know…"

D: Craig why? Review? I'm going to try and get a chapter done each night….but I'm not sure how far I can take this story…I'll do my best and try and keep it interesting for you! :D