Time to find out why James is at your house so late!
Chapter 11
"He's Gone"
I opened my door and James hurried in. He slammed himself into me, wrapping himself around me in a tight hug. I hugged him just as tightly back and asked him what was wrong. He didn't say anything and after a few seconds of continuous silence I heard him sniff.
I pulled him away from hugging me and saw him crying. I worried look washed over my face and I asked him again what was wrong. He looked down and shook his head, putting his hands to his face.
"Come here, baby what's wrong? Are you ok? What happened James?"
I knew he never cried, ever. Through his crying, which had turned to sobs I heard
"It's Carlos"
I pulled him away again, this time out of worry. He looked into my eyes before finally muttering,
"Carlos. He's gone. I found him, and now he is gone, forever."
James shook his head and cried as he made his way over to my couch.
"James, what do you mean Carlos is gone? What happened to him? Where is he? Where did you find him?"
"He's dead. He killed himself and I found him. I went to his house to see if he was okay and he wasn't. I called the ambulance and they took him off. I didn't know what to do so I came straight here, please help me."
He sobbed again and I took him into my arms, leaning back on the arm of the couch and laying his head in my lap.
"Your fine James, everything will be fine, I'm here for you baby everything is going to be ok"
I tried to manage encouraging words to him through my tears, trying not to let James know how upset I was too, knowing if he knew I was upset as he was would just make him more upset. So I just let my tears drop silently.
I don't know what time it was but during sometime in the late night / early morning James' sobs had turned to silent tears, which dried on his face and let him fall into sleep.
Ooooo man..what do you guys think? Sorry if i made you all sad :/