He was broken. The accident killed them both, taking one away and shattering the other like glass. He had already been fragile, life made sure he was always that way. Before the frame, he was in pieces, but it put him back in shape. It was stronger than him, but they still needed each other. They were happy. Never ending smoke clouded the mirror that was their lives, but they could always use each other to see through. Now the frame keeping them connected was gone, and he was alone, broken. He felt like no one could put him back together again they way the frame had, so he did it the only way he knew how: by himself. (Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All rights belong to the creators of Degrassi)