An Old Friend

I feel terrible right now. The worst thing is that I've felt terrible since last night-hell, since before then-and it's because of something I don't think I had any control over.

In October, a really good friend of mine disappeared. One day, he was like a brother to me. We were hanging out. After we split up, I didn't see him again.

For a really long time, I tried and tried and tried to get in touch with him; I wanted to know why he'd left, if there was any way I could help him, and I wanted the video games he'd borrowed back.

Last night, after a long conversation with another friend of mine, I decided I'd had enough. Unless I got the game back right away, I was going to call the police and say he stole it. Because I hate dealing with cops, I called him four times before he listened to me and said 'either come get them or you'll never get them back.'

Fair deal. I went to his house. He got his mom to give them to me, and the last I've seen of him was him waving through a window.

I don't even know WHAT to think. Here's this kid who I've been worried about; who I've done everything for, who I've gotten in so much trouble with and for, and now he can't even say hello? Why not? Is he afraid of something-and if so, what?

I feel terrible. Whatever it is, it's my fault, because otherwirse we'd still be able to hang out. But then...I always thought it had something to do with his father; I don't think so anymore. He can deal with a lot, and unless he thought he was becoming like his dad (which I honestly don't think would happen-his dad was a screwup) there's nothing his dad COULD do. It's called restraining orders.

...Why isn't he talking? What happened?

So many questions. But I have no reason to call him now that I have my games. And yet, I need to know...

I'm so utterly confused.