Avery's P.O.V.
These past months have been... interesting. We finally had a small funeral for Ret where we put his favorite things in a small grave, which gave us all some closure. I was working on my mood and was finally back to being close to everyone again and they were not so hesitant with me.
I eventually took up the offer of going to therapy and got new medications that actually worked, and I was happy with the occasional episode here and there, {a/n cause we're gonna be realistic} but I was better. I was getting dressed in some black jeans and a random long sleeve shirt when I heard my name being called.
"Avery get down here!" I heard Ryan yell.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, god!" I yelled back.
I walked down the stairs and grabbed a pear an
