Andy called me that same night telling me he wanted to talk to me. I never did like these situations, but he’s my friend and that’s something that I can’t lose. We meet at the lake that we have gone to since, God, I can’t remember how long.

“So what’s up?”, I say as I watch him sit down on the rocky sand, then gesture for me to join him. I do.

“Yaley… you know I care about you, right?”, he says looking at me.

“Um… Yeah,” I say this in a not so confident tone. I never really did know.

“I do. So I’m going to ask you a question that I have before, but this time don’t lie to me. Okay?”, he lets go of the rock he was fidgeting with, I can tell he was serious.

“Okay.”

“Are you okay?”, he says moving a little closer.

“Um… No,” I can feel the tears coming.

Someone noticed.