FITT'S POV
"Yellow." I picked up the phone. "Fitts." Callie cried into the phone,"Matt died." I can't believe this. How could he just die. This was so sudden. He was never sick never anything. Matt was perfect that was the reason I hated him. Now he is dead. "Good." I whispered to myself. "Wait Fitts what did you say?" Callie asked. Shit I thought. I forgot I was on the phone. "You know what just don't talk to me." she said most likely even more upset. I can't believe that I just did that. The price will be losing my best friend.