Wishing for Sunshine [the sequel]

Chapter 17

Danny POV

I dont know why but I cant just let this go, Taylor is acting weird, weird for even him. Maybe, it's all the stress I'm facing in my own life that has me worrying over and about everyone. I just want answers and plus he has been by my side all this time.

I make way down to my car, I check to see if he read any of the texts I've sent and nothing.

"Taylor, where could you have gone too?" I saw as I sit and think of what location I want to drive too. "Ah, maybe you're at your place!" I turn on my car and speed off to his apartment.

Taylor did nice into a new apartment not that long ago, maybe he's having trouble with the neighbors or maintenance at his place.

It's weird, people assume we've been childhood friends by the way we act, talk, and just understand each other. The thing is when people assume this we just say no and that we've been friends since college.

We could have been childhood friends but there was always social standing that got in the way. My other friends were really rich and spoiled brats now that I think back on it, but Taylor was never like them. Yes, his family was rich but not as rich ad me or the other kids I was friends with back in my childhood.

Taylor's family was very secretive, I never went his house nor did I actually meet his siblings when I was little. I remember the last year that Taylor was in my life he was being bullied but I didn't know about this till years later, when Taylor told me one night.

That year I spent the last half aboard and when I came back Taylor was gone.

I begged my begged my parents to find my friend for me, because I thought of him as a shadow and sone kid that I was friendly with because he would do anything that I asked of him. I was a jerk to him without even realizing it. I wanted to hang out with my other friends but somehow I was always with him. We had fun and in his mind I guess we were friends but to me I didn't realize how much I loved him, needed him, and enjoyed spending mu childhood days with him until it was all gone.

While I was aboard I missed him. I wanted to tell him about my day and have a friend to play with instead of these weird kids I went to school with and the kids that my dad did business with thier parents. It wasnt until then I started referring to Taylor as my friend. When I didn't have him in my everyday life, I realized how much I relied on him and enjoyed his presence.

I came home excited to tell my friend everything. I didnt learn much about his personal life because I felt it was not necessary, but in that moment and years later I wished I did. I found out through the kids at my school that he transferred out. No one knew much about his family so I was left with a million questions as to what happened to the kid that I considered to be my best friend.

The craziest thing was that he wrote me a goodbye letter. My dad got in touch with his parents and they gave him the letter to give to me.

In the letter I found out that only Taylor had left the city not his whole family. He told me that I was his best friend and that he wished that he could have gone abroad with me and maybe things would have been different. He told me about how his dad found out a secret of his and that he was in trouble, big trouble and that he had to go to boarding school now. He wished he could have stayed to say goodbye or even asked if I could come to so he would have a friend at his new school. The last thing he wrote in that letter was that we are best friends and we would meet again one day.

I still have that letter and to this day I wonder what the secret was and why was he in such big trouble over it. The thing is I've wanted to ask him for years now, but when that topic would come up he would change the subject. Maybe it was just a kids imagination going wild and it was something not worth remembering as he grew up.