This is Ron's point of view of the story 'Sure'.
Ron's point of view-
I think love you, but I'm not sure.
I think you love me, but I'm not sure.
I think my life is complete with you, but I'm not sure.
I put on my hat, and walk out the door, only turning to smile at you sadly.
I walk towards the street, dodging every car until there's a huge gap with only a drunk driver rushing towards me, looking the other way.
Perfect. I turn around and look at you, take my hat off, and wave it.
I can hear the car zooming towards me, so I close my eyes.
I feel the impact on my back, and fall to the ground, crushing my skull.
I hear the ambulance sirens and see your lips moving to form the letters that spell my name.
I whisper your name, and it whirls around in my head.
I was pretty sure I would be fine without you.
But death is not good. And my Haven is Hell without you.