(I do not own the Twilight saga...There are times where you sit around and the world come crashing down on your shoulders, and all you need is a good friend. This is only part one! Enjoy & comment )

I went searching for Fred. When I passed Tanya she nodded her head. She knew. I didn't have to tell her. She knew I was leaving. I found Fred training. His shirt was off, and he was filthy, but his skin gleamed with a decadence that surprised me, and his a strand of his hair fell on his forehead. I wanted to move push it aside. To touch his skin, and ask how I had never noticed how beautiful he was. Fred saw me, stopped his hacking at the wooden mannequin we made of Aro and grinned. I wanted to say something, something tell him that as long as he was by my side that everything would work out, but if he were by my side then he would end up dead, and then nothing would be alright." Hey" I said waving my hand. His grin widened. " Hey" he replied putting on his a shame. " Do you wanna get out of here?" I asked hoping he wouldn't say no. There was something I wanted to share with just Fred. I held out my hand. He looked surprised, but took it anyways. Then I thought of the one place in the world I'd always wanted to share with someone. Niagara Falls.

The problem with teleportation is that it's hard to find to an exact location you've never been to without thinking of a specific feature or person.I bet people would kill to get as close as we were to the falls considering I'd teleported us into the water. The rushing current swept us away, and we fell off the tip point free falling into a technicolor abyss. Fred never let go of my hand. When we surfaced we swam to a large flat boulder off to the side." That did not go as I expected." I groaned pulling my self from the water." And here I thought you were just trying to kill me again." He laughed. I laughed to more hysterically than out of enjoyment. He would die for me. Fred held out his hand helping me up, and gently moved my hair out of my face. We stared into each others eyes a moment both of us memorizing each others faces for different reasons me because when I was alone I would remember I was down I would think of him, When I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders, which it was, I would think of Fred willing to risk everything for me, and I would keep going. Why Fred was memorizing I didn't know and as much as I wanted to ask, knowing would only make it harder to go. " You look like a drowned rat." He laughed lightening the mood again. " Better than a wet dog." I mumbled, and laughed to. I would enjoy this moment, because today might be my last.

Turning away I sat on the boulder's edge. " So why here?" Fred asked taking a seat next to me. I shrugged. " Just seemed like a nice place" I lied. The truth was ever since I was little I'd wanted to come here. To see the water free falling without control. No one to dictate it's ebb and flow unlike my life where most of my decisions were made for me. Fred was quiet a moment. I took in the view around me. The rainbow of lights of the reflected off the water casting colorful shadows on my knees. Each color made a feeling run through my mind. Blue sadness for everything I was leaving like earth so calm and collected. Yellow happy, and relaxed. Purple perplex and confused, and red...Love.

Without thinking I looked at Fred. Staring down into the water he looked as if he had something to say, but didn't, and like a child nervous, and serene at the same time. Looking at him made me made me realize I didn't know anything about Fred. Not really. I knew as far as he could make people feel gross, and that he liked old movies, and music, but not what kind of movies like romance, or action, suspense, or comedy or what genre of music rock? Maybe hip hop? R&B or soul, maybe country? These were the kind of things people were supposed to know about their friends. I didn't even know why he joined Riley's gang. I flicked my shoes back and put my feet into the water kicking them lightly through thee tide.

" Hey Fred." I said lowly.

" Yeah?" He replied hesitatingly.

"Tell me about yourself." He looks away back into the water.

" What is there to know?" He asks more to himself than to me.

" Everything what were you doing before you became like this?" I ask gesturing my hand up and down at him.

" Before..." He trails off. I wait. If he doesn't want to talk then he won't. That's another little fact I know.

" Before I was a jerk." That didn't explain a thing. I waited again. Finally he sighed.

"I was full of my self. I was 17, captain of the football team, dating the prettiest girl in school and I was a jerk. Worse than I jerk. I was self center, and disgusting.I hated everyone around my I hated my self for playing into their expectations. I treated everyone like shit, like I was better, worth more than they were. " He looked pained, but continued. " And then there was this girl. She'd come to school with the same clothes she had on the day before. She was always dirty, and beat up, but she didn't care. She didn't care what everyone else thought. She didn't hide herself behind some mask. She was real." Fred smiled at the memory. " Every time I saw apart of me could tell what she was going through, but I still envied her. I wanted to be invisible like her, to be myself even though I would look at her everyday, and It was like I knew, I knew she needed help, but I didn't do anything. No one did so I thought Why should I? Then one day she didn't come to school, then the next, and the next until she'd been gone for a couple of weeks. Everyday I would look for her, but she'd never show and No one noticed. No one cared. It was like she never existed at all." He took a deep breath. " Then one day over the announcements someone finally noticed, and people pretended to care, but they didn't care not really except I cared. I felt like I should have done something. I told my self there was nothing I could have done, but I was lying I could have said something, done something, at least have been her friend so I went looking for her, but I didn't even know where to look. I asked around, but no one knew so I wondered hoping to find her. Instead Riley found me. He promised if I joined him he could help me find her and I was so desperate...I..." He stopped lowering his head Fred slumping in defeat or maybe choking on emotion.

I knew all to well what it was like to be invisible. I wanted to ask what happened to her, but the look on his face said it all. He'd been to late.