Chapter43

#Chapter43

The beginning of a beautiful friendship

Ryan

Frazier turned out to be cool when he’s not freaking annoying. We hung out during the summer, especially at my house. When things got bad at home, I found him at my door at ungodly hours of the night.

I didn’t care if it kept him safe. Also, he put on some height over the summer, like six inches, hitting five foot ten, and Hunter helped him increase muscle mass.

He had changed a lot since the first time we met. His scrawniness vanished, and his fighting became more precise. He kept the same hair with those mischievous emerald eyes, along with his sense of humor.

People who suffer the most tragedy in their lives hide behind the biggest smile, which was true for Frazier.

Then I found him crying alone. He sat on the top of a picnic table in the park, and I walked over and sat down next to him.

/"I’m not crying. The sun is making my eyes water./" He rubbed his eyes.