The next day he found me walking around and asked to speak to me in private, he told me that he had heard about me threatening those boys and he told me, nobodies ever cared about him before and he wanted to tell me something, he told me that he feels as though he's known me for years, that he trusts me more then anyone else in the world. And he told me, he wanted to kill himself. I just looked at him and said, that's normal for a 13 year old. But then I remembered a person I had ignored when they told me that... RIP
I then decided to make a promise in their name, that I would never let anything harm him ever again. I would always be there, whether I hated him or he hated me. I would still protect him. We called it, the promise. We talked everyday, and I mean everyday until the day.... it happened.... but anyway, that's jumping ahead. I told him about my past and that everyone I ever meet feels as though they've known me for years and trust me more then anyone else. They always beg me for my help and somehow I always fail them... I'm like fire I said. I keep you warm at night, I light up the path and light up the dark. I can protect you and I'm magical... but just like fire, you get to close and you get burned. He replied with something I had never had anyone say before, and that is, "I'm fire proof." (I have a tattoo of a triangle on my arm, it's the rune symbol for fire. It's a warning, like a snake has it's markings, this is mine.)
People at school use to think we were brothers because we were always together, and we were 3 grades apart, lol. I remember sleeping over at his house one weekend, which we did EVERY weekend, so much so that I was counted part of their family. I had my own account on their personal computer and even my own chores around the house, lol.
I was laying in bed when I had this ball thrown at my face, it startled me and my reaction was the thrown it straight back HARD!!! It hit him really hand in the shoulder and he was PISSED, he picked it up and threw it straight back. It missed and rolled to the other side of the room. We paused and looked at it, looked at each other and then both DOVE for it. We lay there on the ground fighting over this tennis ball. His older sister walked in as I had his arm in a lock and he had me in a head lock, we both stopped and stared up still in this position. His sister then picked up the ball and said, "I've been looking for this." And walked out. We then just sunk to the ground and lay there laughing.
We were inseparable, so much so that we could finish each other's sentences, look at each other and not have to say a WORD and knew exactly what the other was thinking. It even went as far as to have that gut feeling that something was wrong. I found out he had a rare bladder condition that caused his bladder to continue growing and he was on medication to stop him from dying. I actually cried when I heard and it caused him to run away from home because he didn't want me to care about him anymore and just stay out of my life. I didn't know he had run away. I was at home that day when I got this sharp pain in my head... I told my mum I was going for a walk and just started walking. I didn't know where I was going but every inch of my body was telling me not to turn back. I just kept walking and walking for 12 kilometre's until I reached bushland. There he was, sitting by the lake. I thought he was there with family, but he eventually told me why he was there and I walked him home.
That night we were told there was a mattress for us too and a mattress for Chloe. I decided that sleeping with Josh would be weird and gay (Christian school and unbringing) I instead decided to sleep on the couch. But after 5 minutes of my back hurting I moved down to the mattress and said, "Do you mind?" He then moved over so I had some room. I couldn't fall asleep very well, or would constantly wake up every 5 minutes to Chloe on the other mattress at the end of the bed kicking my feet. But I then woke up to this feeling of something pressed against my back. I went to roll over and Josh quickly rolled over to his side of the bed. I paused for a moment in confusion and then said, "Sorry, you can move back now if you want, I was just rolling over." But he pretended to be asleep... I fell asleep until I woke up with the inability to breath. Josh was laying across my chest trapping my arm which was completely numb by this point. I couldn't breath, but I looked at him and just felt... peaceful... A feeling I just... can't explain...
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