tragical romance | bryles ♡

chapter nine - "i'm so sorry."

it's been a few weeks since mr erlick's accident. myles hasn't been in school which makes sense.. i just hope he's doing alright. we haven't heard anything about how he's doing today but from what mrs andrews said, mr erlick had fallen unconscious about a week ago.. so at this point it's a waiting game to see if he's going to make it or not.

myself and a few of the other kids in our class had decided to make a card for myles, everyone had signed it and now we are on our way to his house to give it to him. his father was moved there so things would be more comfortable.. especially if this was the end of him.

we walked into his warm house, greeted by a few nurses who led us to myles' room. i knocked on the door softly hearing a quiet, "come in," in response.

before i opened the door, well all decided to go in one at a time. billy went in first, then peter, hanna and finally it was my turn.

i go into the dark room as myles sat up, "it's nice to see you, briar anne."

i frowned a little, his tone was obviously not as happy sounding as it always was, "it's nice to see you too," i sat down on the edge of his bed passing him the card, "we all made this for you.. i know it might not help that much but, we're all here for you."

he smiled a little as he opened it up. i watched as he read every little message everyone left. he chuckled, "i really appreciate it. thank you."

i smiled, "i'm glad you liked it," i noticed that he had started to tear up.

"i'm glad i have such amazing friend who are there for me," he looked away as i pulled him into a tight hug.

our differences didn't matter in this moment. i knew what it was like to have nobody.. and myles must've been feeling the same way. i wanted to be here for him, so i'm going to make sure he knows that.

he hugged back, even tighter than i was, as he began crying. i rubbed his back as he let it all out, letting the occasional 'shh's and 'it's okay's to come out, "i got you okay? you're gonna he okay."

after a few minutes he let go and wiped his eyes, "i'm sorry i'm such a mess.. i just didn't ever imagine what losing my mom and dad in the same year would be like."

"i get it. i've been through the same thing.. although i was a lot younger," i frowned a little, "but it'll be okay. you got this, you're so strong and i know you can make it through this. i'm just so sorry that it has to be you."

he smiled, "thank you briar."

"anytime."

on december 29th, myles' father had passed away. after being in an accident a month prior, being unconscious for almost that whole time.. he had to stop fighting. myles was taking it badly but who wouldn't? all of our class went to the funeral, showed myles our support through this hard time.. then that was the last i had seen of him.

of course because he's such a young age he would have to go into the system.. but i didn't want him to leave. we were acquaintances.. he meant a lot to me and the fact that i may not ever see him again scares me. i don't know what we are in our relationship.. are we best friends? are we even friends? i don't know.

we had gone back to school after the new year.. everything was a little dull. without having myles there it was like we lost the glue that held us together. everyone was friends with myles, he loved and appreciated almost everyone in this room. without him here.. it's just different.

"you know he liked you right?" i was surprisingly approached by billy.

i laughed a little and shook my head, "myles? no he didn't."

"he did. but he didn't want to mess anything up," he sat beside me, "he started to like you more while all of the stuff with his dad happened. but after the times when you hated him, he didn't want to risk ruining what you had. so he didn't do anything."

"that's ridiculous," i took my papers out as he shrugged.

"whatever helps you sleep at night. at the end of the day, he told me how he felt," he got up and walked away as i laughed to myself.

myles didn't like me. sure i was there for him but his dad was dying, what should i have done? he obviously just made that up to make me more upset that he's gone. i don't like myles, he's annoying. he's sexist and he's just overall not the best person. he was going through a hard time and i helped him but so what. that doesn't mean anything, especially about how he feels about me.