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died as well. From what I could gather of that day, he
and his partner were investigating a homicide in a small apartment complex
outside of New Haven. The first officers on the scene had cleared the apartment
before Mr. Weston and his partner entered.
     
    Ten minutes into their
search a neighbor had come by to let them know that they heard a strange noise
from the apartment above. Two men, shooting in their direction, were ambushing
Mr. Weston and the other officers, a few minutes later. Mr. Weston caught a
bullet to his chest and died instantly.
     
    After school we had headed
home without a care in the world, until we spotted Mrs. Weston waiting for us
on their front porch, coffee cup in hand and a tear stained face. Gray broke
down instantly, knowing what it was she was going to say. Me on the other hand,
I stood looking dumbfounded at the both of them, not knowing what was wrong.
     
    As soon as Mrs. Weston could
speak again, she explained to me that Mr. Weston had died. My heart broke into
a million pieces for the second time in a matter of 4 months. Gray and his
mother were devastated, Gray refused to leave his house for a month. Mr. Weston
was like a second father to me, so I guess I took the news almost as badly. He
was one of the kindest men I had ever had the pleasure of knowing. The Weston's
took me in as one of their own the minute we all met one another, and that’s
where we stayed.
     
    I caught a glimpse of Gray
smiling down at his mother, and I could see a part of Mr. Weston in his smile.
It filled my heart with happiness. I slowly stood up to grab myself a glass of
water. Gray and his mother were caught up in a discussion about our current
health care system, and I had no problem tuning them out. I stood in front of
the sink staring out into our backyards with overwhelming sadness. Even though
there were others in my house to keep me company tonight, I still found myself
feeling alone.
     
    I noticed that Gray and
Reagan were still chatting amongst themselves, so I snuck out the sliding glass
door out onto the lawn. I took a long sip from my water glass and steadied it
on the edge of the porch.
     
    I lay down in the overgrown
grass, staring into the star speckled sky. I had spent many nights after my parents’
death, just lying in this very spot wondering if they could see me. I caught
the small tear that had started to fall down my cheek just as I heard the back
door crackle as it opened. I didn’t have to turn around or even sit up to know
that it was Gray. In a matter of seconds he was lying right next to me.
     
    His hand slid through the
grass, searching for mine. When he found it he intertwined our fingers,
squeezing tight. I didn’t say a word, just reciprocated by squeezing his hand
back. I found peace just being in the presence of Gray, and tonight was no
exception.
     
    I gradually turned my head
in his direction, only to realize that he had been looking at me the whole
time. “Do you even realize how beautiful you are?” He whispered quietly, I’m
not even sure I was meant to hear him.
     
    A small smile reached my
face as my eyes instantly locked onto his. “You know this, me and you, won’t
work right now right?” I knew I was ruining this moment we were sharing, but he
had to know.
     
    He turned his head to face
the night sky. “I know Bennett. I wasn’t asking for anything from you. I never
have.” His voice was laced in anger and I knew I had ruined our perfect moment.
     
    His fingers let go of mine
and he pushed himself into a sitting position while shaking his head. “Don’t
you see it Bennett? Can you really not see beyond yourself? I lo-. Just never
mind, dinner is ready, let’s go eat.” He stood and wiped his hands down his
pants before heading inside.
     
    I huffed as I stood up and
grabbed my glass from the porch. I knew I had hurt his feelings just now but if
he was leaving me in a couple of months, I had to start pushing him away now.
It only made sense to spare