High School For Prodiges

Thomas...

June POV (4 months later)
(A/N: I wanted the end to be dramatic so the author's note is here for now. Thanks for reading! Vote and comment!)

Today I am going to visit Kaede's grave. I have decided not to tell Day. I mean it's not that I don't want him knowing I just would rather not tell anyone.

I walk into the restaurant that's halfway between my home and the graveyard. Just a local diner.

Today is actually my first day of Spring break. I just order a soup and a sandwich.

I look around. There's not many people here. Besides me it's an older man reading a book, a young woman with a baby, and a girl and boy I went to high school with.

I eat my soup slowly along with my sandwich. After I finish I pay the bill and quickly walk outside.

Kaede. I get into my car and drive rather slowly there. At least three cars pass me.

The car stops and I set it to park. I'm right beside her grave. With shaking hands I step out of the car and sit down on the soft grass by the stone.

"Hi Kaede. If you didn't know I am dating Day. I do still wish you were here. No one wanted you to leave. Especially not me. Also, I did love you. Okay? It's not some case where a person is in love with someone and they couldn't care less.

"I love you. You were one of my best friends, still are. And yeah, maybe I didn't love you the way you would've wanted. But isn't the fact that I loved you enough?"

Ugh. I get up and brush off my jeans. Hopping into the car, a tear rolls down my face.

On the drive back I switch through various radio stations, none really catching my attention.

I decide to go over to my house. I mean I was going to go to Day's but whatever. My parents don't seem to be home when I get there.

I walk into my home and Metias is sitting at the kitchen counter. He has a few tears on his face. It's not unheard of for me to see him cry but it is rare.

"Metias, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." He says. "Nothing anyone in this family would ever care about."

"So it's not related to guns." I say sitting down next to him. His face does not change. "Seriously though, what's wrong?"

"Oh. Thomas dumped me. He's moving away and isn't willing to try any sort of long distance. And I have my own life to take care of. It's not as if I can just follow him."

"Oh." I say. "Right about now I wish we were talking guns."

"So do I June." I give him an awkward side hug.

"Well, I don't know what to say." My phone starts ringing. I look down at it.

"It's Day."

"Go ahead." My brother says.

I answer reluctantly. "Hi June." Day says.

"Hey. I'm going to have to call you back. My brother needs me right now."

"Okay. That's fine." He says.

"Thank you."

"But can you be ready by five o'clock?"

"What's five?" I ask.

"I was going to take you somewhere if that's okay."

"Yeah. I'll be ready at five."

"Okay." Day says.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you too." I hang up slipping my phone back into my pocket.