𝘖𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦.

Remember, Our Song?

"P-Please don't leave..Cesar.."

"I'm right here, Mark..I'm right here."

Mark had an argument with his parents. It got pretty bad..That's all he told me. He's a wreck.
And I'm stumped on how to help him.

"I-I just..I don't know how to fuckin deal with this shit!-..My..Parents.."

Mark just started to cry more he obviously hated this. It must've been a horrible argument..I don't know what to do!-

"I-..I can't..Do this anymore..Cesar..I..I just- fucking hate myself! I fucking hate myself!-..I can't fix shit and now my parents probably fuckin hate me! I..I'm such a pain.."

"Now, don't be like that Mark..You're my best friend. You're amazing and you know that."

"But I'm not!-..I'm a- I'm a wreck..A nervous wreck just waiting to explode!-..I.."

I cleared my throat. I should just use the technique I used when we were little..Singing.

"You are my sunshine..My only sunshine."

Mark always found comfort in my singing. It was basically one of the few things that cheered him up.

"You make me happy, when skies are grey."

I could tell that Mark wasn't crying as much as he was..These were..Happy tears. I love seeing Mark happy. It honestly made my mood better. I always tried to have time for Mark.

"You never know dear..How much I love you."

I could basically feel him getting happier. His grip tightened around me. He was..Hugging me. It felt nice, he was warm. And he just felt..Happier than he was. I'm glad I'm cheering him up. He deserved it.

"So please don't take..My sunshine away.."

"H-Heh..F-Fuck Cesar..How did you remember that made me feel better?.."

"Because I know you, Mark. You've been my best friend since forever..And we always will be best friends."

"M-Mhm..I'm..So glad."

I wrapped my arms around Mark. Embracing him in a hug. He hugged back again..Tighter. He must've really needed this hug, huh? Though..I feel bad for him. Needing a hug so desperately.

"It'll be okay Mark..I promise you. As long as you keep your head up, Mark. I'll always be there to clean your wounds, okay?"

"Of course.."

"Now, how about weeeeee..Hm..Go bake something? Huh? You like cupcakes right? Maybe we could bake some!"

"That'd be nice.."

Mark smiled at Cesar.

That smile Cesar could never forget. It was a true real smile. A smile that would make anyone instantly feel better.

"Let's go."