The one and only

Good days

He was my best and only friend even if he is 5 years older than me and this boy has known me since I was borned.
I have never been one to make friends easily because of my shyness and bullies, so that was the reason that I looked forward to every moment that I spent with Xavier.
I was 5 and he was 10. We were very close and nobody could pull  us apart even if the age distance that was between us.
I was different then. First of my physical aspect I used to wear two ponytails each  tied  with a white ribbon. They were Xavier's favourites so I made sure that I had always wore them. Also my clothes were very colorful because I used to love that. I didn't like dark clothes. They bored me. I was a very naive kid that believed everything. I also used to cry very easily but one thing for sure I didn't like to cry in front of people. I was very active and used to smile a lot so I received a lot of attention that I really liked.
It was a sunny day and I couldn't wait to come back from the kindergarten to come home and go across the street to play with him.
-Alexandra,after you eat maybe you can go to play with Xavier,I heard my mum saying.
-I know mum. He wouldn't even let me say no to him.
So the rest of the ride was silent.
We arrived home and I went to the kitchen table and waited for my food.
-So you really are excited for your play day?My mum said with a smirk on her face. Since I was a kid my mum liked to torture me with talking about boys that I found looking good,especially Xavier, because I have always had a crush on him.
"Yeah",I answered,"I want to tell him about my day." I really liked to talk to him about my life because I was sure that he understood and wouldn't laugh of me.
I finished my plate then I changed my clothes and gone across the street.
"Hi sweetheart how are you doing?"his mum,Miranda opened the door and said to me. "Xavier is in the backyard. He isn't feeling very well." She said not very happy of the situation.
I frowned because I became sad. He was always happy and used to smile a lot.
Staying behind him I watched his  expression and I could see that he was crying. I walked closer and started speaking.
"Hey! How are you?"
He turned around and watched me very surprised. He was red because he cried, but I didn't know why he would do that.
"Fine, I guess." But I knew that something was not right.
"Please tell me? I can not see you like this." But he would not tell me. Only because I insisted I hurt myself.
Since I was born I was so persistent only hurting myself from this.
"I am moving!"he yelled at me making my body taking a step back .
That is when my heart skipped a beat. He was leaving and he loved this city.
"I am.."
"Yeah you are sorry I know that but you don't have to be. It is not your business!"he yelled at me
Now I was pale and ready to cry.  Where was my friend? He looked at me in shock then opened his mouth.
"I think you should leave!"
He said this so easily,so cold. My friend,where was he? I started running home and then in my room starting to cry like a small kid I was.
I lost my only true friend there. He was the only one that cared about me for real and the only one that I could talk to. I have always been shy and only some people didn't put me apart and ignore me.
The next morning I woke up because of the noises on the street. And then I saw him for the last time.
My heart ripped into pieces making myself fall to the ground and starting to cry. I always cared about people too much.
That day everything changed. The energic girl passed away.