The Magic of Unknowing

Chapter Two

Breathing in the fresh air of cool autumn never felt the same. I walked solemnly, for I have missed my greatest friend. She was a funny type, always bubbly, with a sense of childish play. She'd always cared for stuffed animals and just about hoarded that sort of thing. She had short, brown hair with eyes the color and density of a glacier. Her toothy smile would always light up a room.

"Kendall," I hear a voice behind me. I spin around, the fleeting reminiscence of her floating away. "Heh, sorry to scare you."

The just identified speaker turned out to be Mark. Oh, how I hated this man. I try to cover up my surging rage so I cross my arms and look at the ground, avoiding eye contact. It's not cool to lash out in public, no?

The busy sounds of the street almost consume me in the deafening silence of our long lost conversation. I feel his beady eyes upon me. I pull my hair back behind my ears, suddenly self conscious. He bends down, trying to force his ugly features into my line of sight. I look away.

"What do you want?" I ask, way more angrily than I intended.

"Just wanted to tell you a little secret," he smirks. I glare up into his tiny circles of eyes. I ball my fists and hold my arms to my sides, tensing my body. His blond hair frames his face and flows down his shoulder, mocking my straight, dingy hair. His evil grin and piercing eyes jab through me, but I will not break. The stand off holds for a while until I cannot take it.

"Just tell me what you need to say and then leave." I hiss, trying to contain my anguish.

"Your little faggot is dead," he whispers, dragging the words out nice and slow, with the widest grin I've ever seen, from ear to ear. I can hardly restrain from jumping onto his scrawny body and mauling him to pieces. I grind my teeth and spin on my heals, stomping off.

I remember that night when she hung herself. I can never forgive myself for not being there in time. I could have done something. She was such a wonderful person and I loved her... no I still love her. I love her with all my heart. I'm screaming but only silence is heard. I miss you. I miss you so much, Tyler. Why did you have to leave us. We could have worked it out. We could have. I was always there for you. You were always there for me. You had everything you could possibly want in life and probably more, but you left? Why... Why...

Why?