Somewhere in the Bitterness

It's Ethan's last chance to turn his best friend Josh's life around. He needs to turn back the clock and fix what happened years ago. (For the competition, inspired by a song. How to save a life)


1. Step One

The doorbell rings through my empty house. I jump a little, due to the nervous jitters running through my body. Slowly, I approach the door, running my shaky hands through the blond mop of hair on my hair. This is it.

I already know who it is, but I look through the small glass hole in my door out of habit. Carefully, i creak the door open to reveal a tall, young man. Familiar curly red hair shakes a bit as he nods to me, making me look into his confused green eyes. "Hey Ethan, I got your text. What's up?"

"We need to talk Josh." I swing the door wider, gesturing for him to enter my house. He gives me a perplexed look, but enters, heading toward the sitting room. Slipping the door shut, I follow behind him, sitting in one of my plush chairs. He stands awkwardly, not sure what to do.

"Sit down. It's just a talk." He plops down in a nearby chair as if in pure exhaustion. He looks at me with a polite smile across his face, waiting for me to begin. I look past him, through the window to my right, wondering where to begin.

"Is this about Grayson? It wasn't your fault. It was mine. You know that." I look straight into those eyes, thinking of the night when we lost him. 

We had always been the best of friends, the three of us. Ever since first grade. It had only happened a few months ago. We were headed back from a party. I knew I shouldn't have let Josh drive, but he insisted that he was fine. We were only a few blocks from Grayson's house. That's when it happened. They said he was killed on impact.

After that night, Josh and I got farther and farther apart. He found a new group of friends, and we stopped talking. I was home most of the time after that night. I stayed right between the lines of fear and blame. Everyone has a different way of morning for the loss of a loved one. Josh's was drugs and alcohol. This was the first time I had seen him sober since that night, but I didn't think that would last very long.

"Where did I go wrong? I feel like I've lost my best friend somewhere in the bitterness." I break our eye contact, gazing down at my feet. I can't look at the only person in the world who understands my pain. It would be like admitting defeat. letting him see my weakness.

"You didn't do anything wrong Ethan. I guess Grayson was just the glue that held us together."

"He doesn't have to be..."

"Is this all you wanted to talk about? Because if that is so, I need to go. I have a bottle waiting for me at the bar with my name on it."

"No there's something else."


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