Prologue

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Darkness.
Even if you shut your eyes for a second you see it. But nothing prepared me for the darkness of the world once he was gone.
Everything was dark, I knew nothing would ever be the same again. That never stopped someone from crying their eyes out. It's been three months.
My boyfriend, my loving, caring boyfriend died of a drug overdose. I never knew he did drugs. My mother Esme Parker has tried tons of things to get me out of my self containment or my bedroom. Nothing worked.
I sat there staring at nothingness.
My walls that were once full now bare of anything. All the things that once covered my walls were stuffed in the back of my closet.
I looked up at the ceiling in amusement. I remember the days when Caleb and I would lay here just talking.
God I miss him.
I miss his smile his cute dimples when he smiled. I missed his kisses. His soft loving eyes. His way of making me feel better even on my worse days.
I could feel my tears hot tears in my cheeks. I whipped them as fast as I could, but it didn't help.
I sat on my bed crying my eyes out for hours. This was a normal thing for me. Being me I didn't really have a life, I had one friend Molly Reeves. We've been best friends since first grade.
I haven't seen her in two months. Her family went on Summer vacation. They took her to Hawaii when I needed her the most.
"November, can I come in?" My mother asked through the wooden door.
"Yeah."
She walked in with a plate. She set it on my desk then sat in the edge of my bed. We haven't really talked since Caleb died.
"Are you Okay, sweetie?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired." I lied. I'm sure she could tell I was crying. My eyes were probably red and puffy.
"Okay, your dinner is on your desk. Please eat it." She begged before walking out.
I looked over at my desk. I tried standing. Key word tried. I cried out in pain as my body hit the hard floor. I dragged my limp body to the black swirly chair, I pulled myself into it and sighed. I opened my computer. Tears filled my eyes at my screen picture. It was Caleb and I at Disney world. I shut the screen and looked at the food. I took the fork and ate a couple bites. To me it looked like the whole plate, but to my mother it wasn't even a bite. She never argued with me.
I got out of the chair without falling and went to my bed. I just laid their thinking about all my memories of Caleb. We met when we were in kindergarten. I broke my pink crayon and he gave me his. We were best friends until the year he asked me out. It changed everything. I always thought it would be awkward. It wasn't. He never tried anything. I made the first move.
I turned on my phone and played my music through my speaker. I was just staring at my dresser and the wall. My mind drifting off to all my memories. Sleep took me in and I never wanted to awake.

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