2 Weeks Later
"Hey Buddy." Adam said as he put flowers on his best friends grave. He laid his jacket new to it and sat down. It was a nice day out. The sun was shining, the grass was green, and the birds were singing. Adam saw another lady put flowers on a grave and walked away crying. He frowned. Shouldn't I be doing that?. He asked himself.
"Hey Adam." Eli said and sat next to him.
"Why don't you leave me alone?" Adam asked him.
"Because you're my best friend. We have each others backs."
"But, you're dead." Adam stared at Eli. Eli looked down and scratched the back of his neck.
"I'm not dead to you though. Even if you did shoot me." Eli stated.
"It was an accident. We were fighting over the gun."
"I know, I know."
It was quiet now. The wind on this nice day was picking up. Eli's bangs kept getting in his face, he moved them away.
"There's a question I want to ask you, Eli." Adam finally said.
"Shoot. No pun intended." Eli snickered.
"Why did you do it? Kill innocent people. Drew…" a tear escaped his eyes he quickly wiped them away. "I really should be furious with you."
"I don't know. I blamed people for my problems. " Eli answered.
"That doesn't give you the right to kill people."
"I wasn't thinking. I snapped. I wasn't myself that day."
Silence.
"How's Clare?" Eli asked.
"She's in counseling. She can see Jake and her mom thinks she's crazy."
"Oh…"
Adam got up from the ground and picked up his jacket. He put on and looked at Eli.
"I should get home. My mom worries a lot now…" Adam gave a shy smile to Eli and he returned it.
"Will you be here tomorrow?" Eli asked.
Adam thought for a moment. "Sure."
Eli smirked at Adam. Adam opened his arms and Eli walked into them, attempting to hug him.
But, Eli disappeared.