I can't hear you
 

chapter 3

When I woke up the next morning Anthony was gone he must of slipped away well i was asleep. I got up my head spining from all the tears I creid. I could feel that part of me I lost when Anthony died rush back to me, I haadent smiled in so long but just could not stop grinning! I walked down the stairs weaving in and out of the boxes. My mom greeted me in the kitchen a coffe in hand.

"Hi, sweety," she smiled and bent down reaching into a box.
 

I poured myself some coffe and sat at the table, how would I tell her he was alive? Should I even? I had no clue what to do. She pulled out and old white binder with the word Old memorys Printed on the front in my moms handwriting.
 

"I found this with some of the old stuff in the attic I thought you might want it."
 

I took it from her hand and gided my fingers over the front I opened it to see the whole alblum was pictures of me and another as we grew up! I smiled at her and ran up the stairs to my room. I put the binder down on my berow and grabbed my self phone and was about to text anothny when I realized what was going on! What was I supposed to do just forgive him for this just act like it didnt happen! Like he didnt lie to me about life or death! I let a tear slide down my face all this time I had been praising him like he could do no wrong in my old school when someone woould talk about him and beat them, and now I realize he did do wrong he couldve tooken me out of my worse hour but instead decided to leave and make a new life! We had a agreement we werent a couple just freinds who liked each other we werent dating but werent aloud to date other people, did he break his promise? I didnt! I sighed and curled up in my sheets to tired to go to school! I didnt know what to do or say or what! How did I tell my parents, i couldnt wait to see his I hadnt seen them since the accident! Im 17 and still douting over a boy who died when I just turned 16, I know Iv know him since I was a baby but was he really worth it! I started to think back, why did I never find it odd I didnt go to a funeral survice or visit a grave! I guess I was to caught up in crying over him! I cried over him for almost a year! And now I find out what he did!  out what he didout