One Day Too Late

Call

A/N sorry this is so short, I felt it deserved a chapter of it's own. ^-^  Also anyone who recognizes her ringtone please comment!!

Harmony's P.O.V.-

"So you can throw me to the wolves, tomorrow I will come back, leader of the whole pack. Beat me black an-" 

The song breaks off as I pick up my phone. .

"Hello?" I manage to get out through my groggy state. 

"Harmony, it's me," A voice responds. 

"Brandon?" I mumble. 

"Yeah, I need to talk to you." 

"Go ahead." 

"Today at school when I, umm, when we. . ." he stutters, pausing to take a breath and regain his composure, "I'm sorry, please don't be mad at me." 

He sounds so vulnerable, and a little bit nervous. I take a shaky breath, 

"I'm not mad at you, it's just. . .I can't. You and Echo were a thing, and then you weren't anymore. She never said it out loud, but I don't think it was her choice to break up. It would be wrong for us to be together after. . .what happened." 

"I know," he mutters softly, "You think I don't blame myself for everything that went down? When we first started dating, I" he chokes, "I told her I wasn't like those other guys, I told her I wouldn't love her then leave her. She wasn't going to be just a fling to me. But then I did exactly what I promised not to. It's my fault." 

"It's not just your fault," I sighed, "I should've seen that she was depressed, I should have paid attention. I should have been the one to save her. But neither one of us were there. No one knew she was depressed." 

"I did," his voice breaks, " I knew and I left her anyways. I found her one night, crying one of the empty rooms at church. I literally had to pry the razor out of her hand. And I still let her go." 

"Brandon. . ." I don't know what to say. 

"No," he interrupts, "It's ok. You can hate me, I deserve it. I deserve to die like Echo did, I'm a murderer."

"No Brandon, no one deserves to die like that. Plus, what would I do without you?" A weak attempt at humor, I know. 

"Be happy?" he suggests.

"No! You can't do that to me! Because if you commit suicide, so will I!" I exclaim. He and Echo were my only real friends.

"Ok, ok. I won't. But only to save you ok? I don't want more blood on my hands. And I can't bear to think of the world without you. You make it so much better." 

"Thanks," I smile, "And I'm not trying to ruin the moment or anything, but it's 3 am, and I'm tired. Can we talk about this in the morning?" 

"Oh, sure," he replies, "See ya tomorrow?" 

"Ok," I yawn, "Tomorrow."

Tomorrow, I think sleepily. Something my best friend will never get.