Mike's POV

"Why doesn't she believe that were not dead we are right in front of her?," Manitoba asked "I don't know, but seems that she's having a hard time since she believes that Mal is dead," i said "She thinks i'm dead? she's the only one i can relate to and she thinks i'm dead?!," Mal yelled. "That's not my fault," i said. "I'll show her i'm not dead," Mal huffed and started towards her room we all fallowed as he opened her door "listen up. i am not dead, i am here, i am alive, you can't say that i'm dead now," Mal said "mike stop fooling around by acting like Mal," she said still having her eyes closed with her hand behind her head and laying down. "It is me, Mal. See for your self," Mal commanded she sat up and looked.

She stared right at me, "I mean it mike, quit the act!," she yelled "it's not me, it's Mal," i said pointing to him, she looked then back at me "no he's not Michael, there is no one there. now get out of my room!," she yelled. "Alex, it really is me, Mal! I'm standing right here in front of you!," Mal yelled "how are you doing that?," she asked me "i'm not, Mal is. he is right there, why can't you see him?," i asked. "because he's not here, he is dead mike! it's hard for me as much for you but you have to stop pretending that they are actually here. they aren't here, now they are just imaginary friends. and your 17 so start acting like it and admit that they are gone and Mal is dead!," she yelled.

Alex's POV

"I will say it once more, Michael. They. Are. Gone. And Mal. Is. Dead!," I yelled."No Alex, I will say it once more! They are not gone! and Mal is not dead!," he yelled back ""yes he is! Mal is dead! I saw you kill him!," I yelled. We stood in silence as we stared at each other "Is he all you care about now? You only said that he was dead. Why do you care about Mal so much?," he finally asked, i took a deep breath "Mal is my one and only friend. No one understands me like he does. I have anger problems, and so does he. We have so much in common, and-. When i first met Mal, I knew he was 'The Malevolent One' but i still thought of him as a close friend. I have never had a friend, but now i do and he's, he's dead," I said.

"He is not dead. At least try and believe that? Because right now, he really needs you too," Mike says and walks away. "Pretend? I don't play pretend," i said, I looked at Mal's door that was right next to mine and frowned."I, I guess I could try," i said, closed my eyes, toke a deep breath, and hoped that mike was telling the truth when he said Mal wasn't dead. "On the count of three, Mal. Please be there when i open my eyes. One...Two...Three," then i fluttered my eyes open.

All i saw was an empty hall way. I sighed and looked at the ground "right," i sighed out, closed my door, leaned against it and slid down. "Please Mal, i don't know if your really here. I've been questioning all day long, I tell myself your gone and dead. And i'm trying to believe it's true. Please prove me wrong, Please be here for me, Just be alive. We only have each other, to relate to. what will i do?," I asked the emptiness.