chapter 3

we arrived at school a little later and got through our day, as usual, I was just ready to go home and Carrie was sick so I wanted to talk to her it her parents to make sure she was okay clay had something to do so I was stuck waiting here until he came back I pulled out my phone to check my notifications and stuff since it was off all day and saw to missed called from an unknown number I took the chance and called them back it was someone I didn't expect

"hello"

no no no no no it can't be him what do I do omg how did he get my number oh God "beep" did he hang up thank God I was about to die .suddenly I hear someone sobbing and running down the hall I started walking trying to figure out who it was but before I took another step clays body came crashing into me he was a mess "I my God clay what the hell happened to you " he just started crying louder and though this probably wasn't the best thing to do I knew he would thank me later I cleaned him up a bit and we ran to his car I had my drivers license just no car cause again just carter so I took him to the park from this morning and went to the secret place that we usually hang out at "you wanna talk about it " I said trying not to freak out "yeah but give me a sec " he cuddled up next to me a bit I was rubbing his back and whispering soothing words "they were talking about Colvin and I started yelling at them and then we started fighting and then I ran away and started crying I miss him carter I Just miss him and I don't know what to do anymore " if your wondering who colvin is he was clays older brother he and freckles light brown hair that he often colored he had blue eyes and a smile can end the world but tell you that everything is gonna be okay at the same time and if you didn't already know the 3cs used to be 4cs he was everything you could ask for in an older brother he was there for all of us and it was like he always knew just what to say he was an all-around great guy. Colvin was also the only openly gay guy in school he was a year older he came out in the begging of freshman year he kind of got bullied because of it but he never let us know one day I was skipping class and I heard someone yelling I went to see who it was and Colvin was getting beat up and homophobic slurs were being thrown left and right he saw me but I ran away the person I looked up to all my life looked so helpless he found me later and told me not to tell anyone I'll to carry that day to my grave we lost him sometime last year and since then clay had been torn and there were many times we had to remind him that his brother would want him to fight that he has to hold on for him and for us "you have to hold on I don't care what they say or why you need to hold on you can cry you can feel sorry but you can't let what they say get to you and I know you miss him because... I miss him too "