Dear Mom,

"oh hey."

dear mom,

cedric stared at me,

and before he could say anything,

i quickly apologized,

and ran out of the bathroom,

screaming out random words.

as i laid on cedric's bed,

i kept on thinking about earlier,

and how embarrassed i was.

after a few minutes,

i heard the door open up,

and in front of me was cedric,

who was wearing a pair of blue boxers,

with a band tee shirt.

and of course i was embarrassed,

so basically when cedric laid next to me,

and sent me a silly smile,

i could see his dimples,

and my cheeks flushing.

"so uh hey."

he sheepishly said.

"so ann..."

i gave him a suspicious look.

"why were you on standing on the edge of the window?"

he gives me a serious look.

"you saw the news?"

i asked him.

"yeah."

"so you saw the news about aaron?

and how he's dead,

and how the letter said "I'm sorry Ann."

i was becoming irritated,

it was my fault that aaron committed suicide.

"i did ann,

it's not your fault alright.

it never was your fault ann."

he was becoming serious now.

i just wanted to sleep,

i didn't like hearing the whole prep talk,

i know it's my fault,

i know that aaron's absence was because of his death.

"i'm tired.

night cedric."

i basically turned to my side,

and closed my eyes,

as i could hear cedric sigh,

before i felt his arms wrap around me.

it's my fault.

love,

ann

a quick thought