Oliver
I watched Percy break into a fit of crying, seeing my best friend like this made it more difficult for me not to cry. Then, I couldn't stop myself from remembering I had once had two best friends and that I could have had two best friends now. My emotions betrayed me and sent me into the same fit of crying Percy was in. I wrapped my arms around him and he did the same for me.
"What happened, Percy!" I asked in despair.
"I don't know." He said through sobs, "I tried to talk to him when he was here…he sounded nice, like he didn't hate me…I asked him if we meant anything to him…he wouldn't answer me…"
Percy was shaking; I tried to comfort him, but that was hard because I couldn't stop shaking either. Something seemed to be missing as we sat there and I had to try and get t back.
"Where is he?" I asked as we calmed down.
We pulled away, but still clutched one of each other's hands.
Percy said, "He walked out just a few moments ago. He couldn't have gotten far."
I let go of Percy's hand before I swung my legs around slowly and got up, "I'm going to find him."
Percy stood up, deciding, "I'm coming with you."
"Alright," I said, not feeling any need for an argument.