Mark's POV:
"Hit me. As hard as you can. Please. I want you to. I need you to. I feel terrible about Hailey and I deserve it." Aaron says as his eyes well up with tears. Those words made me realize that he was a friend after all. I almost hit him. I watched him cringe as I lowered my fist. What was he expecting from me? I couldn't just hit him. He was my friend. And friends forgive each other, right? I mean... where are you gonna find a friend like Aaron? Loyal. Willing to do anything for you. He really looked as if he had wanted the punch. But I just couldn't do it. I went to the bathroom and washed off my face. "What kind of monster am I...?" I say to myself. I looked down at my hands. The hands that hurt my best friend. I turned off the sink and laid on the cold, hard bathroom floor for a while. I suddenly felt the need to close my eyes. Permanently. I wanted to. I needed to. I couldn't fight it anymore. "I'll be there soon Hailey..." I say as I closed my eyes and I fell into a deep sleep. A permanent sleep. Finally. Free.
