Will's POV

"How are you feeling today?" Mrs. Franklin asks me the moment I step into her office. I look around at the creative room and finally sit.

"I feel wonderful." I said dully, knowing she would give me a glare. "I feel angry."

"Angry over what?"

"Take your guess." I replied. "I just really hate him sometimes! You know? I just do. Like, after everything he said to me, every moment we shared and he just goes without saying why."

"I know, Will."

My face fell sad. I wanted to know why he left but at the same time I didn't. I was scared to find out why, that's why I haven't tried. I could know if I wanted to.

"Will, have you tried making friends? I know, you might be turned off to the idea but tomorrow night I have a group session.

All teenagers, they like getting together and talking about losing people. Some kids had a parent walk out or die, then others just had someone important leave." She smiled, "Please join us. I think you would like it.

You don't have to even speak."

I thought about it, Mrs. Franklin hadn't done me wrong so far. "Sure."

August 10, 2012

I've been pacing around my room for the past hour trying to control my feelings. I don't know how I feel about this. I have this secret that I'm afraid to open. Oh, and I have to go to that dumb group session tonight. Yay me.

The kids around the circle of chairs all looked like me, a mess. I could tell they were all hurting and it actually felt nice to know you weren't the only one feeling so bad.

Mrs. Franklin started off the night by asking everyone how they were doing. She then proceeded to smile when she saw me sitting in the chair across from her.

"Everyone, we have someone new with us tonight. He's amazing, This is Will." She grinned in my direction and a few people said hi.

"So, how's everyone making progress?" She asked, staring now at a boy maybe a year younger than me. His dark brown hair fell carelessly over his eyes, "Okay I guess." He spoke, "I mean, if you want to count shitty as being okay."

I smiled at what he said, it reminded me so much of Sonny.

August 10, 2012 (Cont)

Okay, so the group thing wasn't horrible. I kind of liked hearing sob stories other than my own. These people have gone through some mess too.

One girl had both parents leave her because they thought she was a horrible child. Now she's in foster care and feels like no one will ever want her again. She's only 13!

Then there's this boy who proceeded to make me smile throughout the night. If Darren had a little brother, it would be him.

He had to be 15 or 16. He spoke freely about his problems, but he didn't say exactly what they were. I guess it was just nice hearing that you weren't the only one with a fucked up life.

Another boy talked about his grandma dying, he said that she was the most important person in his life. I felt bad when he started to cry.

Mrs. Franklin tried to get me to talk but I passed up the offer.

August 13, 2012

Sonny sometimes my head hurts thinking about you. I hope you know that. I want to know why you left so badly but I'm afraid to find out. I feel like once I know I won't have anything left. I don't think I can handle reading what you left me.

August 14, 2012

I grabbed another memory of him today. It was a photobooth picture from the mall. I remember this day so clearly. I think I remember everyday like it was yesterday.

You wanted to go to the mall to buy clothes. You loved shopping- Why am I writing this like I'm talking to you, Sonny?

He wanted to go to the mall, he loved to shop. It was so silly, he wanted to try on everything. One time he put on the preppiest clothes he could find and I died laughing for almost an hour.

That just didn't fit him. We went to the food court afterwards and shared some chinese food. Honestly, Sonny and I could eat chinese food for an eternity. Delicious.

I never touch it anymore.

But anyways, with full stomach's he pushed me into the photo booth machine and kissed me.

He didn't even care about the pictures, he just wanted to make out. It was so hot though, being pushed in there and having him hold me down. The kisses were to die for.

He stared at me, "Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I've been wanting to do that all day."

"Don't apologize," I ran my hand through his hair, "Baby, can we go to a hotel or something?"

He smirked, "You're so hot." He laughed and stared at the camera in front of us, "Let's take a picture first." He pulled me on to his laugh, at first we both smiled at the camera but the four other pictures we were caught kissing.

I stared down at the pictures, I didn't even cry. I just looked at how beautiful he was. He was so breathtaking. I know he never failed to take my breath away.

I love him so much. I just wonder if I'm ever going to feel better. I feel like I will be sunk in this depression for as long as I live.

Sorry for the wait. Next Update: Soon