I'm here for you

"Is everything okay?" she asked, glancing at me worriedly.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine," I replied.

When we arrived home, I hopped out of the car and headed up to my room without saying a word. Once I got inside my bedroom, I flopped down on the bed and covered my face with my hands, feeling hopeless and frustrated. Suddenly, there was a knock at my door.

"Come in," I said in a muffled voice.

Slowly, the door creaked open and she peeked her head inside the room. She stared at me with concern etched across her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked me curiously.

I nodded before replying. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

I didn't wait for her to answer, as I rolled onto my side and buried my head underneath the pillow to prevent her from seeing the tears gathering in my eyes. I couldn't believe that I was crying so easily. How pathetic.

I don't know how many hours passed. Every time I tried to sleep, something kept making me wake up, even if it was just a light tapping noise on my window. At f