4. Chapter 4
Bracelets, they always seemed to save my life. Daniel always told me to take them off. 'who cares what they all think?' I never realized, he did. He hid his scars from me and everyone else. He just wanted me to be proud of myself. I dreamed about him last night. We use to always talk about what one of us would do if the other had died. I never thought he would actually die. I got ready for school. When I got there I went to class. I noticed Nick was in that class. he sat right beside me. "Thanks for the ride yesterday." "Thanks for getting me lost." he laughed. I couldn't bring myself to do it. "hey want to hang out today after school?" he asked me. I wanted to say no but I couldn't do it. I needed to forget, even for a little while. "Sure. You can come to my place" I said. he nodded and started to say something but class started before he could.
After school Nick and I went to my house. We lived outside of town. My house had a pond in the back and trees everywhere it seemed like. Nick and I went to the pond. "This is a nice place." he said. "I love this pond. Ever swim in it?" "Yeah, Daniel and I use to hang off those branches and let go into the water. This was his favorite spot too." I said sadly. "I bet he was a nice guy." he said. I looked at him. "No one else seems to think so. Daniel was amazing. He was protective and he made me happy. I just couldn't make him happy enough to stay." "What happened?" Nick asked. I looked at him confused. "What do you mean?" I ask. "I know he is dead. But why and how?" he asked. I looked out at the pond. "I remember our first kiss was in that pond. We had conversations that no one ever understood. He was funny. But he was also really sad and depressed all the time. He just wanted to be happy. I thought he was happy with me, but I guess not. as for Why he did it? I don't know for sure. No one does. Only him. I know it had something to do with how sad he was and how mean everyone was to us. You see a few weeks before everything. They had seen his cuts. He was stupid and rolled up his stupid sleeve and Logan saw them. Logan started all this. And the how, he was in the bath. He slit his wrist. His dad found him." I said. I figured it was better Nick heard it from me. There was stupid stories out there about different things he could have done. I looked at Nick. I really looked at him. He was blonde, his hair long like Daniels was. "Im sorry, I need to learn to shut my mouth." I said. He just nodded 'no'. "No, I like hearing you talk about him. Everyone else says mean and hatful things about you two. but really, their all wrong. Your nice and it sounds like he was too." I smiled at him. "Finally! I thought you had a de-formality that made it so you couldn't smile!" I wanted to laugh but I wasn't there yet. "Its only been two weeks you know. Two long, miserable weeks." I looked back at the pond after I realized I was staring at him. "How long where you guys together?" Nick asked. "Almost three years. our anniversary would have been a week from yesterday. I remember our year anniversary he had his mom make me and him a meal. He had a tux on, which was dumb. I am not a romance kind of girl, but that was romantic. He had his little brother, Jackson, be our waiter. He put on a silly French accent. That was my first real date. He was my first boyfriend." it got silent, not an awkward silent. "Its getting late. I better bring you home." he ignored me. "You know, You tell me about your boyfriend and I feel like I know everything about you guys. You know nothing about me." he looked at me. "My mom died when I was sixteen. She had cancer. My dad is a deadbeat and now I'm in foster care. I like the family in with now but I know soon they wont like me. But that doesn't matter now. Im almost eighteen. I can get my own place and live my own life. I look like my mom, and the final thing you need to know about me is that I use to and still suffer with depression." he said it so calm like. "I'm so sorry Nick. I feel so bad. I talked like my life was terrible." "No, don't be sorry. Everyone has something that sucks in there life. Anyways I basically wanted to be your friend and invite you to a support group. There are grieving groups, And there is a depression group, I go to both. Will you come? its on Wednesdays, four to six." he said. "Yeah. I'll come. Ill pick you up and we can go together." he nodded.
You know people are stupid." Daniel said. "I've always known that." I stated. "No I mean everyone says 'society sucks' well if it sucks so bad why do we follow its rules?" it was a good point. "If you don't, it ruins you. For example, you and I do not follow everyone else, hence society, and they hate us. They treat us like we are nothing. Because we are different and walk north while they walk south. But soon more people like us will step up and we will ruin society its self. End it, like it has ended us." Daniel looked at me. "Why would God bless me with such a brilliant girl?"