1 Chapter 1

Byron Williams' POV

Hello, I'm Byron Williams I'm 19 years old. And I'm a student in Berklee College of Music. People looked at me as a nerd, because I am one. I'm getting bullied and all, Yes I'm still getting bullied at an age like this. And I'm currently on a depression eversince, my mom and dad passed away because of me. So basically I'm alone, and I don't have someone to rely on.

*riing!* *riing!* *riing!* *beep*

"Byron? Tsk, you didn't answer my call again. If you're harming yourself again, then stop. We're here to help you through out your problems. If you want, i can tell the bullies off. So you'll be in peace whenever you want to, i want--i mean we want to help you because you're our friend now. You're part of us now, *sigh* call me back if you hear this."

*beep*

I sighed, that was Tyron. He's a senior in Berklee College of Music, I met him when he helped me when I was bullied by the other freshmen. He helped me clean my wounds, and everytime the bullies tried to hurt me. He was there, to help me out. Which helped me a lot because, that's the other reason why i'm depressed right now. When he mean that I was part of them, he meant that I was part of his group of friends. They're a group of good looking guys, with talents that every girl loved. Since, he introduced me to them already, Gary was my closest friend. Harris is the second. His group of friends has 6 person. They consist of Tyron, Harris, Gary, Drew, Owen and Robert. I thought that, why would Tyrom let someone like me? Who harms himself and is suffering from a depression be their friend? I guess, they really don't care about me on a depression....

*knock* *knock*

Who could that be...?

"Byron? It's me Tryon, I'm here with the others. Can you let us in....?" He asked, and I sighed. I walked towards the door and opened it. Revealing them, his friends.

"Byron! Are you okay? You look pale!" Owen asked me, clearly panicking. I shook my head.

"I'm fine Owen, I just don't....feel well." I said while sighing. Tyron shook his head.

"Guys, don't crowd around Byron okay? Byron, we brought foods, you should eat okay?" He said and Gary and Harris headed towards the kitchen and Owen and Robert went to the sofa, while Drew? He keeps insisting that he will stay beside Tyron.

"Hey, hey, hey. I need to talk to Tyron in private, why won't you hang out with Owen and Robert for awhile?" He asked Drew, and he just nodded in defeat. Tyron sighed in relief.

"Wanna go to the balcony?" He asked me and I nodded. After that, we walked towards the balcony. Silence filled us two.

"You've been harming yourself earlier...am I right?" He asked me, breaking the silence around us. I looked down and sighed.

"Yes..." i said and I heard him sigh. I've becoming a burden if I had friends.

"Does harming...ever maked you feel better one bit?" He asked me, and I nodded again.

"You can stop it...right...?" He asked again, and I shook my head this time.

"So, it really did became an addiction..." he said while closing his eyes. I looked at him in confusion.

"Owen was in a depression too, before." He said, answering the question in my mind. Owen...?

"W-why?" I asked him, he smiled bitterly.

"Because of me." He said, still smiling bitterly. I blinked at him.

"Owen was my bestfriend, he and I we're so close before that, we can't even be separated for once. Until one day, my parents arranged me in a marriage. A girl that I will marry, it was Owen's sister. His older sister, and me fell in love at first sight. We we're so happy together. Until one day, his older sister died because, I didn't save her. I was too late!" He said while wiping the tears that fell from his eyes. I gulped.

"W-what happened, to Owen's sister...?" I asked him, suddenly, his face turned blank.

"She died in a car accident. She was going to our apartment that day, but suddenly, her brakes was broken and she lost control of her car. And crashed towards a lampost, after she crashed on the lampost. The lampost fell on her car, crashing the car, including her." He said, sighing as he remember the incident. I looked down, he must really feel sad.

"Eversince that day Owen became so, depressed. He really loved his sister so much, so much that, he can't even look at my face anymore. That, I can't even see my bestfriend anymore. I was so afraid of losing Sara, that I forgot how much I'm afraid to lose Owen" he said, crying. I patted his back to calm him down. I never thought Tyron will be this sad. So, behind those smiles and laughs, there was this side of him that misses Owen so much.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away. I didn't noticed that i was crying already" he said, wiping his tears off his face and chuckling at the same time. I shook my head.

"Sometimes, crying can be helpful, sometimes it can't. But letting out your emotions is something that, everyone should do." I told him, and he smiled. That's the Tyron I know.

"So...would you tell me, why you're depressed?" He asked me, and I nodded.

"Of course I will, you told me your's. So i'll tell you mine." I said, and he chuckled.

"My depression started when my parents died, in front of me. They we're trying to save me, but they didn't save themselves from dying. I was kidnapped at that time, i was 9 years old. A group of guys that we're after me eversince i was born, had the chance to kidnap me. When my parents found out that they took me, hurriedly, they went to where i was. Them, falling for the guys' trap. As the leader of the gang, aim a gun towards me, and my parents we're held in place. He pulled the trigger, while i'm waiting for the bullet to hit me, my mom suddenly run towards me, and hugged me. Causing her, to be shot. And after that, I heard another gunshot, I looked over who was shot. There, I saw my dad, lying on the ground, lifeless. After that, I heard the police sirens. Causing the gang to fled, when I'm already alone. I placed my mom beside my dad, both of them are dead....because of me." I looked down at my lap, after I finished telling behind my story. Tyron walked towards me, and hugged me.

"I never thought that you've been through a lot. I mean, yeah. My story has someone dying too, but i never saw her dying in front of me. But you did. And I'm glad up until now, even though you're depressed. You never think of dying. Did you..?" He asked me, and i shook my head. He sighed in relief, he let go of the hug and smiled at me.

"Shall we go downstairs? I think the others are waiting for us" he asked me and I nodded. While we're walking towards the door, we heard noises.

"Hey! Stop pushing me!"

"Ssh! Be quiet! They'll hear us!"

"Tyron..."

"Now, now. Stop crying Owen~"

"Yeah! We told you, Tyron still cares for you"

"He never stopped."

Tyron raised his eyebrow, and opened the door. Pushing the 5 boys on to the ground.

"What the--what are you guys doing here?" He asked them, and they looked everywhere, beside us two.

"You guys--nevermind. Owen? Why are you crying?" He asked Owen, who was scratching his puffy eyes. Owen didn't answer his question and just hugged him.

"W-whaa--? Owen?" He asked him, completely nervous.

"Tyron, I'm sorry. I didn't realize I became so selfish before that, i neglected you. I'm sorry, i'm sorry!" Owen said, and Tyron sighed at the sight of him crying. He patted his head.

"It's fine Owen, i understand why you had to be like that" he said and Owen just hugged him tighter. I saw Drew sighed.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop hugging now, Tyron I thought you love me?" He said while pouting at Tyrln. Owen and Tyron laughed at him. And they started arguing, and the others joining in as well. I giggled at the sight of them having fun at each others' company. Suddenly, their heads turned towards me.

"What?" I said, nervous because i thought i did something wrong.

"You laughed!" Garyexclaimed, and I flinched. I did?

"You're slowly mending Byron! It's a good sign!" Owen said, jumping in happiness. Tyron ruffled my hair in excitement.

"I guess, you have a bright and happy attitude there huh?" He asked me and I slowly nodded in response. Wow, so this is the feeling of happiness huh? I would really like to give this a try.