I knew that I needed help. I felt almost emotionless, as if everything around me was black and i could not feel anymore. I was in shock, my body could not take the pain from what had just happened. It was too much for me, I needed someone to talk to, someone to help me get through this, I needed Zoe.
I had went over to Zoe's house and told her everything that happened, in full detail. She sat there on her bed in amazement, I could see that her eyes were red and it looked as if she would cry. Without speaking i moved toward her and hugged her tightly too me, my arms around her and her head next to mine on my shoulder. We had both started crying. After about two or three minutes of this we split apart, Zoe said to me, "Don't worry, everything will be ok, I'm here for you to help make it all better." "Thank you so much, I am so grateful to have a friend like you who I can always rely on." I said, teary eyed.
After that day it was hard for me to talk to anyone except Zoe. School was awkward, I didn't want to speak to any of the other kids there, I didn't want to talk to my family or any of my other friends. Only Zoe had my attention and everyone else had begun to think that I was a freak, acting differently in class, not listening, my grades were dropping, I had absolutely no interest in a relationship with a girl either. Zoe was my only friend, the only person that had any meaning to me, she was all that mattered to me.
I could see that I was slipping, losing myself, over the one that I had loved because she took her life. I would go to Zoe's house everyday after school so that I would feel better. She could always make me feel better no matter what had happened or what mood I was in. One particular day I had went over to Zoe's house, and I had went to give her a greeting hug, as I always do and she reeled back in pain. She explained that her upper chest was hurting and had been for days. "Maybe you should get it checked out." I said to her, slightly worried over her condition. "I think I'll be fine." she said back. "Yeah, your probably right, its most likely just nothing." I said back to her, blowing off the whole situation. We went up to her room and we talked about what we were going to do in the future and how much fun we are going to have and all the money we would make and the things we would buy, best friend kinds of things. Zoe, once again, had made me feel better.
