Last First Kiss

I’ve always heard you can never go home again, so that was my plan.

Fast forward fourteen years, and here I am in this church pew, at this funeral, forced to face what I selfishly abandoned when I was young and stupid. I should run like the coward I am, instead of pretending that seeing my best friends after all this time doesn’t remind me of the deepest pain I’ve ever endured.

But Henry is falling apart. He needs me now. I can receive absolution by being the friend I should’ve been back then. And I’ll forget the kiss that crushed my heart…

Trigger warning: Off-page suicide.