"Downey?" I called out softly expecting him to repeat.
"He says we can't hang out anymore." Downey's voice almost cracked but he recollected himself.
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "But he had said that before and your mum fixed it." I masked my voice and tried to sound totally composed.
Downey shook his head and looked away. "This is different. It's his last word." Downey looked up at the ceiling like it will help the tears stay in.
"But he can't." My voice finally cracked. "That's cruel," I added softly before sitting slowly on the bed wondering in despair what I could do to fix it. To fix us.
The door slammed behind me and I quickly jerked turning around only to find a void, Downey was already gone.
A few minutes later a rumble-like voice came from the locked window. I g
