I look at myself in my mirror, I did not look like the peppy Riley Matthews, everyone knew me for.

I looked broken.

My brown hair was limb and lifeless, my eyes had deeper bags then the pacific ocean, my skin which once glowed now look sickly and pale.

I hear my bedroom door knock, I turn my head when I see Josh stood there with an unreadable expression on his face.

I narrow my eyes before turning away from him, "I-I told you, I don't want to talk to you"

"I'm your brother, you can't just ignore me"

I feel my eyes burn with droplets of sadness, "Y-Yes I can"

"Riles, I'm fine now"

I shake my head, "I needed my big brother, but instead you where an idiot! And had to spend the night in a jail cell"

Josh shakes his head angrily, "T-That's not fair, my friend died!"

I raise my head as I feel tears slip down my cheeks, "She was my friend too..."

Josh sighs before coming towards me and wrapping his arms around me, I quickly clutch onto my older brother for comfort as I feel sobs rack throughout my body.

"I-I don't think I can get past this" He says, I wince as I hear his voice crack sharply.

"We can, we'll be okay" I say confidently, but I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince myself or Josh.

I hear a knock echo our entire household, I sigh loudly before pulling away from the tall brown haired boy in-front of me.

"I'll go get it" I say softly, knowing full well that Josh just isn't emotionally avalible to be talking to anyone.

I slowly walk downstairs and open our large front door, I furrow my eyebrows together when I see a sheepish and worn-down Farkle Minkus stood outside my door. He looked a messy, his brown spiked up hair was messy and out of place, his usual proper and prim dress sense seems to have disapeared as here he stood in black joggers and a baggy grey t-shirt with a black zip-up hoodie over the top.

"Hello..." I state slightly awkwardly.

"Uh, I...I kind of came here for something"

My eyes widen slightly, "Y-You did?"

"I was wondering, would you please come to church with me?"

I blink, "I-I thought you didn't believe in that"

Farkle sighs, "N-Nothing else, is working. So please, would you come with me?"

I nod, "Of course I will, let me just get my shoes"

I return inside of my house and grab my white converse before going near the stairs and shouting up to Josh, so he knows where I'm going and who I'm going with. I lace up my converse before I go outside to see Farkle stood there with an exhausted expression.

"I really hope this works for you" I say softly, as we begin walking towards what I pressume is his car.

I had to admit, I was impressed by his choice of car, it was a large black landrover.

"So do I" He murmurs, as we climb inside.

"I know the perfect church, and they're open at all times"

"Lead the way" Farkle says his tone sounded odd to me, it sounded like he really didn't want to be here despite that he was the one who invited me.

"It's the chapel at the hospital" I say softly, "I-I go there all the time"

Farkle gives me a look which I couldn't detect before he wordlessly begins driving out of my driveway and towards the hospital.

"How have you been?"

I feel startled slightly at the question directed towards me, throughout this entire, horrible nightmare only my family members had bothered to ask if I was okay.

"I-I don't know, it doesn't feel real" I say quietly as I play with the hem of my blouse.

"I just wanted this to be a dream, a really shitty, awful dream"

I nod in agreement, "I just still can't understand why...why someone would just..."

"Because some people just aren't good people"

I nod slowly, "She deserved better..."

"And she always will" Farkle murmurs softly.

We sit in silence for the rest of the journey before we pull up outside of the hospital. I unbuckle my seat belt and begin to climb out of the car.

"Lead the way" He says once again.

I nod before I wordlessly, begin to walk towards the chapel I often spend my time at, where I sit and pray. I sit and pray for things to get better, not just for myself but for everyone I have encountered with.

I turn my head and see Farkle's hesitation towards walking inside, I reach forward and grab his hand to encourage him to go inside with me. There was only two other people sat on the wooden benches inside, praying for a sick or dying loved one.

I make my way towards one of the back benches with Farkle in tow, and we silently sit down on the bench.

I clasp my hands together and close my eyes and begin to pray.

I pray for Lola, the girl who got her life taken away, too soon both cruelly and unfairly.

I pray for Lola's family and friends and everyone who she every made an impact on, would heal.

I pray that everyone who witnessed that horrific day; Me, Farkle, Josh, Missy, Maya and Lucas. Can find peace and are able to gain strength and move past this.

I pray for my brother, who seems to be losing his way due to the loss of his friend.

I pray for the boy sat next too me who appears to be so lost, that his beliefs even seem to be shaken.

My eyes re-open, I turn my head slight and see Farkle with his eyes shut tightly and concentration on his face.

My heart aches as I witness how lost he is.

After a few seconds Farkle opens his eyes, and lets out a breath of what I presume is relief.

"T-Thank you" He whispers, as he leans over towards me.

I give him a small smile, "It's okay, I'll always be here if you want to pray"

We both give each other a warm look before wordlessly, standing up and leaving the church.

"So how come it's that church?" Farkle asks, as he rubs the back of his neck.

I falter slightly, "M-My brother once got into a bad car accident and was in a coma, so I came in here and prayed that he would wake up and he did. So ever since then I just believed this place held miracles"

Farkle nods, "I'm glad your brother is okay"

I raise an eyebrow, "Are you not going to argue with me and say that science, medicene is the reason he woke up?"

The light brown haired boy shakes his head, "I'm not going to argue with what you believe in, because that's special to you, so for that I respect it"

I give him a smile, "And I respect your beliefs as well"

He lets out an unhumerous laugh, "I don't know what I believe anymore"

I shrug, "You're just lost, everyone loses their way. You just need to make sure you come back"

"I'm not sure, I want too"

"Well I want you too Farkle" I say softly.