I walked up the stairs to drop my stuff off into Daniels room. I walked in and asked Daniel, "Hey do you have a spare mattress or something?"

"I'm not sure...I'll go ask my Father."

"Ahh. Thank you!" He walked out of the room and I just stood there. I didn't know what to do, I felt so awkward in a house that wasn't mine. I like the fact that I'm able to stay at Daniels house but I feel like I would like it if my Mum and Dad was here and I was still their child. I started to tear up, and then endless tears came falling down. 

Daniels' Perspective:

I walked down the stairs to ask my Father if he had any mattresses to spare, turns out he doesn't have anything. As I walked back upstairs I was about to walk inside when I heard some sniffles. I stood by the door and saw tears falling down Rhys' eyes. I stood at the door for a while, part of me thought that Rhys would like to be alone but then I gave a big deep breath and walked in. 

"Oh Rhys. Are you ok?"

"If I said I was okay. Would you believe me?" He asked me as he cleaned himself up.

"I'm sorry, but no. What's wrong?"

"Its nothing..." I gave him the death glare and he hesitated. "It's just-just I miss my parents that's all." I wanted to give him a hug right there but I restrained myself.

"Oh Rhys. Look at me. Come on look at me." Rhys turned his head around. "I can't do much about this, but you can talk to me. You may think that talking won't do anything, but it actually does help a lot. Seeing you like this is really heart breaking so if there is anything that I can do just tell me. Please. I want to help you. The thought of you like this everyday is  far to sad. For you and for me. So anything at all just tell me."

"Thank you, but I think I should finish packing in the mean time."

"Alright."

"Could you tell me where I can put my stuff please."

"Just here." I said pointing at the empty shelves in my cupboard. 

"Thanks."

"No problem! Is there anything I can help with?"

"O-oh no it's okay. I can do it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's just that I have a specific way on how things go."

"Okay then." I gave a chuckle and walked out of the room to leave Rhys to do his thing. I knew that Rhys just wanted to be alone so I walked down stairs and busied myself. 

Rhys' Perspective:

Daniel walked out and I gave out a big sigh. I was so tired after everything had happened even though it was 2pm in the afternoon it feels like its 9. I was exhausted after all that crying and then the drive and now the packing. I don't know how Daniel feels though, some part of me wished that I had told him to stay and help out but I felt like Daniel was tired for some reason. I knew it he helped me out so much how could he not be. In the back of my mind I had a feeling that Daniel was hiding something from me but I just can't figure out what. The whole thing about 'a specific place' was all a lie, I just wanted some time alone, I could just go outside but I just arrived at someone else's house and I walk out doesn't seem really fair if I was honest. I really like Daniel and I do wish he was here but right now isn't the time. I got all my clothes and neatly placed it on the shelving. I like things to be nice and clean so Daniels wardrobe was a nightmare for me. Clothes were flung around the wardrobe. Towels lying about, messy clothes mixed in with clean clothes. It was more like a trash bin more than anything. At least the room is somewhat clean I thought to myself as I walked out. I heard someone call my name, "Rhys?" Daniel was calling me. 

"Yes?"

"Can I come in?"

"Well yeah its your room Daniel?"

"Oh yeah I forgot."

"Really? I'm here for about 2 hours and you already forgot your room." I gave him a cheeky laugh and he gave me a 'huff'.

"Anyways...have you got your stuff packed away yet?"

"Yeah. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Shoot!"

"Can we clean your wardrobe and your room?"

"Ughhhh…."

"I just like things to be neat and I feel like you will have a fresher mind with a clean room. Things will be easier to find and get. Trust me."

"We can but..."

"But?..."

"Nothing, I'll get the materials and we will do a- a winter clean."  

"Thank you!" It was ridiculously easy to persuade him to clean his room. I knew that from a very young age to get rid of stress he would mess up his room but I was the opposite of him. I needed a clean room to concentrate, when we studied we studied at my house because his room was just to messy. It was funny how I always complained him. Daniel entered the room with lots of cleaning materials.

"This is everything that we should need for this cleaning spree."

"What about gloves?"

"OH no I haven't got it yet. Let me go get it now"

"Okay. I'll start for the mean time." 

"O-okay." I looked around and started off with the bed. I started to fold the blanket and fluff out the pillow when under the pillow was a picture. I picked it up and saw that it was a picture of Daniels Mother. At the back of it was a letter. It was written nice and neatly.

Dear, Daniel

Daniel, by the time your reading this, it must mean I'm not with you anymore. I found out about my disease many years before you were born. And they told me that the max I could live was up to 45 years old. I wanted to give birth to the love of my life and I did you. But before we get to the birth of you I want to tell you all about your Father and I. We met when I was just 16 years old and your Father was 17. We hated each other, we always disagreed, to the point that I stabbed his hand with scissors. Yes, that's the scar on your Fathers right hand. It was a complete accident, I was holding scissors and he agitated me and so I stabbed it. I was so scared and confused as to what to do. Luckily his Mother, your Grandmother was a really nice person and told me that, they wouldn't report this incident. The down side to that was that I had to agree to marry him, to help their company. Your Father hated the idea and the first few years of marriage was hell for us two.

One day I fainted and was brought to the hospital. That was when they told me about my disease, by then me and your Father were starting to fall in love, so he wad devastated. The doctors told me that do whatever I love before it was too late. From then on, your Father and I started falling in love even more. I wanted to him to start to hate me so when I pass away he wouldn't be so sad. So I angered him, ruined him and even spread rumours about him. Your Father busted me in the act, when he constantly asked me why I did it I broke down and told him everything. 

Then many years after that we gave birth to you. Before you were born our life was a hellish rollercoaster, but when you were born we settled. Although we loved each other we still fought a lot we were both scared as to what was going to happen to you when I had passed away. I love the fact that I could spend 12 years of my life, the only thing I regret is that I won't be able to see you grow up to be an adult graduate from college, going to University. I love you so much, I am so happy you were brought into my life. Never forget me. I love you forever and ever. 

I finished reading the letter and tears were streaming down my face. 

"Rhys?" Daniel walked in and saw holing the letter. Daniel looked at my face and walked over. I thought that he was going to be angry instead he said in a gentle voice, "So you found the letter."

"Y-yeah, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I want to show you something come on." Daniel grabbed my wrist and we walked into the wardrobe. He got a stepping stool and brought a box down from the cupboard.

"Here, from my Mother. I had intended to give you it log time ago, but you hadn't come back yet. And then when you did it took a while before things have settled down." He gave me the box and a sat down and opened the box. Inside was many letters.

"My Mother wrote these, she wanted to send these to you but for some reason she didn't." I opened the letter that had the oldest date on it. 

Dear Rhys,

Hey Rhys, how's living abroad? I hear your doing really well over there. Daniel, James and I miss you a lot. I think Daniel had it worse because, I knew that Daniel had a thing for you. It was so obvious. I hope that when you two grow up you will find each other again and fall in love all over. I'm not sure if you loved Daniel the same way, but either or I think my wish is to be able to see you two get married. I know a guy and a guy! How does that work? Well you see to me anything is possible. I will sit there with a nice dress looking all proud finally able to call you my Son. Well I already did call you my son, but I want you to be my proper son. Love you lots xx

I then read the next letter.

Dear Rhys,

Daniel is doing well. He finally has found the courage to go back to school. Although it took us a while for him to get going. I was planning on surprising him a ticket to go see you, but then one day Daniel screamed from his room, 'RHYS YOU IDIOT' I'm sure he didn't mean it but I didn't want to agitate him even more to the point he leaves home. So I'm sorry. But how are you? Are you making friends? Are people nice to you? Its coming up to your birthday soon what would you like? Love you lots xx

I was crying but I sill managed to read the next letter.

Dear Rhys,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I didn't really know what to get you so I got you a nice Calligraphy pen. It's one of a kind. Daniel got one from his birthday and I wanted you two to match. If you need ink or anything just send me a letter. I hope you are having a great birthday. I was so jealous when your Mother and Father got to meet you. I wanted to but I had a very important meeting to go to. So I was very upset but then I figured I will get to meet you one day soon. Hopefully. Love you lots xx and Happy Birthday again.

"I didn't even visit you once auntie. I'm so sorry. I wish I could but I was far to busy. I ended up not even reading these letters even when it got sent to me I just sent it back and told Sir. Clifford take it. I'm so sorry." I cried out loud I wished she could hear me. I wished she could be here to hug me. Yet the person that hugged me was the person you wished for me to be together with, I'm so sorry auntie. 

"I'm sorry Rhys maybe another day. We can read the rest tomorrow just get some rest you have had a long day. I stood up and walked into the room. Daniel forced me to lay on the bed and I fell asleep instantly. 

Daniels Perspective:

There were so much more letters that Rhys would have to read. But for the mean time I think three is enough. I remember when I was twelve and I read the letter my Mother left behind I was in tears. But Rhys couldn't come to the funeral so we couldn't give him the letter. My mother loved Rhys and treated him like her own son, she wished every year on her birthday that she could see him before she died. She wished and wished but every year was disappointment. I was mad at Rhys but in the end I though logically, something must have happened. And then the day came where my Mother couldn't make anymore wishes. Even at death she wanted to Rhys come and visit her, I remember watching my Mother write the letter and when she went out of the room I saw one phrase, 'I will always wish for you to visit me.' Few months after I was diagnosed with dementia, but it was only after when Rhys came back I was cured. If only I had actually remembered to send the letter to Rhys maybe he would have came back earlier. He also might have been able to come to my Mothers funeral and my Mothers dream would have came true. I might take him go to my Mothers grave tomorrow so maybe that could counts as a fulfilled wish. I set the duvet on the floor properly and lied down. In the middle of the night I heard someone call my name.

"Daniel?" It was a quite gentle voice.

"Who is it?" I asked sitting up.

"It's me Rhys."

"Oh hey, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry did I wake you?"

"No, no I was awake in the first place. I couldn't get to sleep."

"Oh that's good."

"Why are you awake?"

"I don't know I just woke up. I was asleep but I just woke up. Could you ummm…"

"Could I what?"

"Ummm… Do you want to sleep on the bed?"

"No, no I couldn't."

"It'll maybe help you and me fall asleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-yeah I'm sure." I stood up and climbed into my bed, my bed was a king sized bed so it wasn't tight. But it still felt a bit awkward, I remember when we were younger we always slept over, but now for some reason was just different. I lied there with my face facing the ceiling, I was really tense. We slept in the same bed in the hospital. 

"You know you don't have to be so tense." Great, he knew.

"Uh-uhh yeah I know."

"Maybe I'll just sleep on the floor."

"No, no its okay, I'm just not use to it."

"Maybe this will help." I felt him wrap his arms around my stomach, he was warm and it felt nice. I immediately relaxed, his arm was so warm and I could feel his breath breathing down my neck. It did help the warmth of his body soothed me and I fell asleep.

Rhys Perspective:

As soo as I wrapped my arms around his body he instantly relaxed.

"Daniel?" I called his name quietly, no answer, I guess he fell asleep already. I quietly got up carefully trying desperately not to wake him up. I climbed out of the bed and looked at him, he looked so peaceful lying there with his eyes closed. I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. 

"Now time to find out what Daniels hiding." I said to myself quietly and walked out.