A/N: I know , it's been months and I'm so sorry. I'm in between several stories right now including the ones that I keep in notebooks so it's been awhile that I've updated on anything. Anyway, here is chapter 3.

Chapter 3:

Craig sat numbly at the foot of his bed staring at the box on the floor before him. He didn't open it and he hadn't even touched it since he brought it up here. "DAMN YOU SPINNER!" he cursed. His voice rattled off of the walls, most likely heard by Angie and Joey. They, however, didn't seem to mind because this was the fifth time he's shouted it since they came home. Craig threw himself off of his bed and sat beside the box of memoirs, the closest he's ever gotten to it.

He hovered his hand above the folded laps of the box, almost afraid to touch it. As his hand finally reached to open the box, the phone ringed. It was his cell phone. He jumped in surprise, shock by the sudden presence of rhythmic melodies flowing from his dresser.Craig pulled himself up from the floor using his bed and picked up the phone cautiously. "What?" he answered, his voice light and tired from crying.

No answer.

"Hello?" he tried again, his voice a little bit back to normal.

Still no answer.

"I know there's someone here." he told the person on the other end of the phone.

No answer.

Craig became furious, his grief taking it's toll. " What the F--k do you want? My f--king GIRLFRIEND just died, answer or just hang the F--k up!" he yelled into the phone.

"C-Craig, it's me. Spinner." the voice on the line was soft and timid, afraid to anger Craig even more.

Craig froze, his face red with anger. "Hang up before I say something I won't regret." he said slowly, gritting his teeth.

"Craig, please. I didn't see her, I didn't know." Spinner begged over the phone.

Silence.

Spinner said, "I know I shouldn't have gotten drunk it's just- there's so much going on. I- I couldn't constrain myself. I'm sorry. I know you loved her."

Anger pulsed through Craig's veins. "You don't know anything." he hissed.

Spinner sighed heavily, "I know what I did was wrong. I know I hurt you and Emma and everyone else."

"Who gives a shit about everyone else? It was Manny who was murdered not them!" Craig screamed, laced in his voice.

Spinner cried, " I know! I'm sorry, okay? I know sorry isn't enough but…it's all I've got."

Craig ignored Spinner's pleas, "I'm hanging up."

"Wait!" Spinner shouted into the phone. "I need you help. Could you- Could you…bail me out?"

Silence.

"How DARE you even ask me that? I hate you Spinner, I wouldn't even save you from death while I'm in the mood that I'm in right now. You're on your own now, Gavin. You ruined your second chance when you killed Manny." Craig said in an almost even tone.

Click. Craig hung up the phone and tossed it onto his bed…after turning it off. He turned on his CD player and put in 'Can't Take It' by The All American Rejects, cranking it up as loud as he could. He slinked over to his bed and plopped down on it, forgetting all about the box Manny had packed for him before her tragic death.

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Gavin "Spinner" Mason sat slumped over on hisrock hard bed in hissecluded jail cell, a sullen look on his face. Tired of sitting down, he got up and paced the barely six by six cement floor of his cell. 'You're on your own now Gavin. You ruined your second chance when you killed Manny.' Craig's last words to him ringed trough his ears, stinging him just as much as they did the first time. "You screwed up this time Gavin." he admitted to himself.

"Good to know you thinks so too." Spinner turned towards the metal bars to see who had spoken to him and saw his younger sister standing before him. "Kendra, thank you so much!" he exclaimed, hope in his eyes. He ran up to the bars and stuck his arms through to hug his adopted sister. Kendra flinched, moving out of Spinner's grasp. "I'm doing this for mom. She doesn't need to see her kid behind bars."

Spinner frowned while he watched Kendra walk away and a guard open his cell. "You're free on bail, there's a cop up front waiting for you with your things." stated the guard gruffly. Spinner followed his sister down the dim corridors of the jail. "Where'd you get the money?" he asked, trying to make conversation.

Kendra replied dryly, "My savings, some friends. I hope you don't plan on blowing your tuition onbooze because you owe me and Toby a lot of money." Spinner stopped, his face taking on an expression of shock. "Toby?" he asked confused. Kendra ignored him and took him up to the officer who had been waiting for him.

"Here are your things. Your trial will be held in three months." the officer said bluntly. Spinner's faced scrunched up, "Trial?" he asked. The officer nodded his head and said, "Yes that's what I said. The parents are pressing charges." Spinner walked away from the officer, following Kendra. His face carried that same shocked expression he had on when he had hit Manny all the way home.

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'Open itCraig.' Craig thought demandingly. The song he had been listening to had long ago ended. Now, he sat in the same position as before on the rugged floor, hand hovering over the folded flaps. His hands shaking, he managed to open the box. "Oh Manny!" he cried out helplessly. On top of a sweater and a couple of shirts he had bought her rested a framed picture of her on her thirteenth birthday. He had taken that picture before he had said she was too young for him, back when he had firstbeen crushing on her.

He picked up the frame and held it to his chest, going back to the day he took the picture.

Flashback…

"Hey man, what are you doing?" Sean asked him while he fixed the lens of his camera. Craig looked up just in time to see a raven haired girl run across the school cafeteria. "Taking pictures, for the yearbook." he had answered just before going after the girl who ran past him. After dodging past some broody teens, he had reached the girl of his current thoughts.

"Um, hey! What's your name?" he had asked her, stopping in her tracks. She laughed before answering, he loved her laugh. "Manuela. You can call me Manny." she answered sweetly before laughing again at something behind him. Craig turned around to see some short, goofy kid with short hair dancing around with pom poms and carrots sticking up out of his nostrils.

Turning around to face her, Craig asked, "Mind if I takeyour picture? It's for the yearbook." Manny nodded her head, "Sure. Do you want it here?" Craig shook his head no and led her over to a huge window that showed them a view of a big patch of beautiful trees behind alarge groupof other kids running about. "Sit here, on the ledge and act natural." he instructed her, pointing to the window ledge.

Manny sat down like he said and placed her back directly on the glass window, placing her right arm on her lap and her left arm on her right. Hearing laughter, she had turned to see what was going on and laughed too. That was when Craig took the shot.

She had complained that she wasn't ready but, he told her it was perfect and she seemed satisfied. 'It was perfect' he thought as she joined Emma at a lunch table.

Weeks later, he hadn't used the photo in the yearbook. He did, however, give the photo to her with 'I always want to see you smiling - love Craig' written in cursive on the back.

End of Flashback…

"I know that wherever you are you're smiling, Manny." he whispered before falling asleep on the floor beside the box. Outside, a soft comforting breeze blew through the trees. Though he was sleep, he could feel the breeze along the back of his neck…where Manny had always kissed him when he slept.

A/N: Alright, that was chapter 3, I hoped you all liked it. Please leave some feedback, I would greatly appreciate it. I'm feeling inspired so hopefully another chapter will be up by Sunday. Thx again for reading and I hoped you enjoyed.