The sky was a dismal color of gray. Charlene comptum sat on the small cement steps that led up to her one bedroom apartment. She looked up at the sky wondering where her boyfriend had been for two days. It wasnâ€™t like him to just disappear for two days straight. He had told her that he was only going up to his motherâ€™s house for whatâ€¦a day. Not even. He would be dark before dark. He even touched her cheek , and whispered to her that he loved her, and would never intentionally leave her on her own. She heaved in a sigh. Once again  another guy that breaks her heart. Another relationship gone bad. But when did it start?<br/><br/>Slowly , she stood up her lean body seeming to gracefully move up the steps. She slipped the key into the door, and twisted the door knob. The errie silence was what greeted her. No T.V playing. No music jamming. Nothing but dull silence , and that was how she liked things. Just like this â€¦silence. With only his paintings, and drawings as  the only reminder that he even existed. She walked into the kitchen where there was a fresh pot of coffee brewing. It was 6 in the mourning.. What college kid in their right mind is up this early? Apparently, she was. She had a cold feeling in her stomach. It was hollow, and she felt like there was something missing. Something missing that could never be replaced. The pain was so deep that she suddenly brought her hands to her stomach. The cup falling the ground and shattering. The sound echoed in the room.<br/><br/>Tears streamed down her face. She wasnâ€™t sure why. Or even why she felt so deserted. The emptiness starting to get to her. Then as if  meaning to wake her up out of the pain. The phone rang ,ringing so loud it  drove her head insane. Someone had to be controlling her as she moved towards the sound of the phone. As if in a daze she picked up the phone. "Hello? The residence of C- Charlene, and derrick." Her voice was shaky.<br/><br/>"Is this derrickâ€™s roommate Charlene? It is the  Los angelas police station. We are concerned that a derrick roswel has come up in our station." There was a slow pause. As if the police man on the other end didnâ€™t want to continue.<br/><br/>"Turned up on the station goodâ€¦..Iâ€™ll grab my things and head down there to pick him up." She fumbled around for the keys , since the phone was cordless.<br/><br/>"Maâ€™am I donâ€™t think thatâ€™s such a good idea. Is he a roommate or a lover. " He asked carefully. "I do not mean to pry miss."<br/><br/>That question took her off guard she dropped her keys. The keys fell to the ground making a loud clanging sound. Her and derrick had been best friends since middle school. Moving in together wasnâ€™t a far fetched idea. But neither was the idea of them living together meaning that they were together. There was never an official understanding of their relationship. At first he slept on the couch giving her enough space that it was actually pretty understandable. Then slowly things progressed they began to sleep together of course using protection. He always said that he loved her, and she always repeated it back. But were they officially ever together? She had never wondered if he went and slept with other girls. Or that he may have cheated on her. It never occurred to her to question these things. He was her best friend and that meant that he would always be trustful.  "I believe we were best friends, and lovers. " She sucked in a deep breath. Her gut screamed at her that there was something wrong.<br/><br/>" Well , your lover or whatever he was to you has turned up dead at our station. Is there any reason why he would be killed? Was there anything off about him?" The man sounded concerned. " I am truly sorry."<br/><br/>The world swam around her like a ocean. The breath inside her seemed to be stilled. " Heâ€™s dead? Really dead." She slid to her knees tears streaming down her face.<br/><br/>"Yes ..i will give you some time to recuperate. But I would suggest that you hire a private investigator or lawyer. There are a few of them out there maâ€™am I will call you at a better time. Again Im truly sorry." The  other end of the phone went fuzzy. Her world was forever changed. Just by a few words. Now, she wonâ€™t ever be the same. The world wonâ€™t be as beautiful without being able to share it with him.<br/><br/>(I'm hoping this is a good enough start though i could keep going)<br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFr2ssryFZ8"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/FFr2ssryFZ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object>