His name was Steven.

Chapter 1-

(Aarons POV)

I sat in the auditorium same as the rest of the school shocked. For once it was silent, so silent you could hear a pin drop. We were all hoping this was some sort of joke. There was no way what principal Tucker just said was real.

There was no way he was dead, no way I wouldn't see his face again, and there was especially no way his death had been a suicide.

No, he couldn't be gone. I never got a chance to talk to him, to tell him, and apparently now I never would.

My childhood best friend was dead and I did nothing to stop him.

(Billy POV)

Oh shit.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

Steven is dead.

I never thought he would kill himself. Its my fault, I bullied him, separated him from the last of his friends, and would beat him up after school sometimes if I had nothing better to do.

I didn't expect, didn't know that it would effect him that bad.

What happens if Im arrested? What if they charge me with murder? I never meant to push him that far.

What have I done? I'm a monster. Oh God, Id give anything to just erase this past year and a half. But its too late.

Why must we always realize our wrongs too late..?

(Annes POV)

Shock and regret are assaulting my body right now.

I never knew Steven other than the kid that would sit alone and quiet in the back of the class, but I knew his secret.

I watched as he always wore long sleeves, seen the lost blank look in his eyes, I had seen his cuts and I did nothing. I knew he must've been hurting but I couldn't bring myself to go and talk to the boy that was so much like me.

I cut too but I couldn't bring myself to go up to him. He had experienced pain in his life and I did nothing to ease his anguish.

It would be so much easier if I could just blame society, but the sad thing is we are society.