Halo

Chapter 6

"I've only been here once, but i like it because no one really comes down here and i can be alone," i smiled patting on the ground next to me, gesturing for him to take a seat, which he did,

"What were you coming down here for today?" he asked. I wanted to tell him that i write, but they are pretty shitty, and i didn't want to embarrass myself so i lied and told him i just wanted to make sure i knew my way for definite. He believe me. We sat in silence for a good ten minutes before he broke it

"Andie," i looked toward him "why are you sad? like, i mean, I know why, but what started all of it?" i could see it in his eyes; the look of regret. 

"Well, i guess it was because of my mums new job, and that my dad became so austere and he had such a high expectations of me. School was too expecting of me and my family weren't there. I just grew sadder and sadder and then i started to think about," i paused for a second "wanting to die. Then all my happy thoughts turned into bad thoughts and before i knew it, i was on the floor every night in a ball crying about, well, things i shouldn't really be worrying about." i sat staring at the pond, tears were building up in my eyes but they soon stopped when Michael started to talk.

"I'm sorry man," i turned my gaze to him and questioned him on it "because i should have known, i mean, i am your best friend at the end of the day, i should have known when you were not yourself and i should have been there for you when you needed me instead of being a selfish bastard," i didn't want Michael mentally abusing himself over this because it was not his fault 

"Michael, it's not your fault. You were there for me when i needed you, most of the time i wouldn't tell anyone. And the first person i would tell would be you. Don't mentally abuse yourself over this, you don't need to. You were there when i needed someone, and you are here now, you just can't see how much you have helped and i wish you could," there was a silence. Not an awkward silence. But a comfortable silence. The kind of silence which was only found in certain types of people. I didn't know what to say, and neither did Michael, but i could see he was hurting

"Why are you sad?" i asked, he just shook his head "Michael,"

"I just wish i was there for you when it all kicked off," a tear slid from his cheek. This boy really cared about me and it made me feel warm inside. "I mean, i should have been there for you when you were alone in the early hours of the morning crying and crying wanting to be dead. I should have been there to comfort you when times were tough. I should have been there for you when you were hurting yourself. I should have said 'no'. I should have made you feel wanted and loved and special when no one would. I should have been the only open door when everyone shut theirs. But i wasn't. And I am so sorry, Andie," we were both crying, Michael harder than me. I honestly couldn't form my words into a sentence, so i just pulled him into me and hugged him, he hugged me back; we hugged each other.

"I can see why you like it down here," we both laughed and messed around for a while, both of us trying to make a happy atmosphere for the other.