7:4

Oh my lord

Aaron sat on the bed slowly rocking back and forth. Her snowy white hair bumping against the dark blue wall. She laughed nervously trying to let out all of her stress. Her worn shirt was covered in tear stains, and dirt.

As she looked at the window she heard a knock on the door. "Hey sweet pea." Her mom came in hoping her daughter would acknowledge her presence. "Sugar bun we need to talk about Tou."

Aaron rolled over to the other side of the bed. "I don't see why, you hated him." She said bitterly. Tou was her best friend, she shared everything with him. Relationship problems, clothes, makeup... They wouldn't keep anything to themselves.

Except one thing that she had learned. He hung out with the wrong crowed. 'Always in debt he would try to pay it off, ' the police told her. Tou had died, and it wasn't from natural causes.

"Pumpkin.. It wasn't your fault," her mom said. Yet it was. It had always been them playing the game.. And all sorts of other things in the streets.

What She didn't expect was for Tou to knock on my door to the balcony. As soon as her mom left Tou was there. His hair caked with blood, and his eyes gleaming.

CaucusLY opening the door Tou leaped into her arms. He looked confused, bewildered. As she would call 'out of it.'

He sat up awkwardly "yo." He smiled weakly his voice hoarse from not having water in days.

Aaron quickly leaped up, and went into the bathroom to grab a cup of water. She passed it to him. "Drink it." She said simply. Her once dead best friend nodded, and took the cup greatly fully. From all her years of working with her mom at the hospital. This had never happened.

She tried to wrap her head around it.
To simply understand the situation that was going on. "So you gunna talk?" He asked.

"You where dead."

He nodded weakly, "I was."

"And now your here,"

"Stating the obvious aren't we?" Tou said.

"What the actual fuck?" Aaron whispered.

Short. Sweet. And shit. I'm fucking shit thanks for reading my shit its shit.