On a Bed of Roses

Isaac Angel had always loved calm nights with the solemn feel of the Glistening moon with its breezy, ebony beauty. Frosted grass and barren trees were spread across the snowy canvas. It was the one place he felt 'okay'.
He was a Quiet, Artistic, skinny boy with inky black hair and piercing blue eyes, usually in black attire. His friends saw him as a lonely, excluded kid with a kind heart. Only once had he burst out with anger and tears, Then he avoided his friends for days.
One rainy night, Isaac walked over to his window and thought over today's miserable events. The Rain, showering him with a new wave of sadness.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Gabriel Anderson, what he thought was his only true friend. Gabriel was a smart and composed boy with dark brown hair and blazing green eyes.
Isaac gulped. He was not prepared for Gabriel's lecture.
As Isaac stepped outside and Gabriel came closer, he could see the worry in his eyes.
Gabriel gazed at him with a worried expression. He said, in a hushed, gentle tone, " It'll be alright. Everything goes up eventually."
Isaac looked back, even more Depressed angry than he had ever been. Gabriel didn't know he felt. No one did. "NO IT WON"T GABRIEL!!! YOU DON'T GET IT!!," he exclaimed, finally done with sitting and letting other people tell him how he felt.