Intro. Clive had been watching them for years—waiting, plotting, biding his time. They needed to know the truth. They needed to remember the bond they once shared.
That bond was supposed to be unbreakable. From the day they first walked up to him on the playground, to every secret, every laugh, every promise they held onto through childhood. Until the moment it all shattered. Lies. Betrayal. A single misunderstanding that tore them apart.
Clive died the summer after senior year. He was supposed to start college with them, but one late ride on his motorcycle changed everything. The guardian bell they’d bought him, the one meant to keep him safe, failed. The brakes gave out. A car struck him. And just like that—he was gone.
They never made it to his funeral. Guilt rooted them in place, whispering: You should’ve answered his calls. You should’ve answered his texts. Now he’s gone.
But Clive isn’t gone. Not really.
And he isn’t the same, either.