Marco and Dylan have been dating for quite a while now. It has been 6months since Marco came out to his mom. He also came out to his dad and his dad seemed to be very understanding of the whole situation (to Marco's shock).

Dylan and Marco went to this new gay club that opened near Dylan's dorm. Marco loved to dance, but he didn't enjoy other men looking at Dylan.

"I don't really feel comfortable here Dylan."

"Alright, can we just go to the bar for two seconds? I so want a drink."

Marco and Dylan headed off to the bar where the bartender seemed to be very interested in Dylan. He made his point clear when the bartender slipped Dylan a piece of paper. It said his name, Lance, and his phone number. Marcos face became red with anger. Dylan noticed this and ordered another drink. When Lance gave him his second Jack Daniel, Dylan placed that slip of paper with, Lance's number on it, in the glass. Dylan smiled and walked away. They left the club and went into a small alley.

"Oh man! That was a laugh!"

"Hey, I love my man and I don't want some cheesy bimbo getting between that."

Did Dylan just say he loved me?

Did I just say I loved Marco?

"Okay, ive been feeling this way for a long time. I love you Marco!"

Marco couldn't believe Dylan had just said that! He also loved Dylan back but didn't no how to tell him!

"Well, I mean, I love you too! I have for a while now also but I didn't know how to tell you!"

Dylan simply smiled and kissed Marco. The kiss grew more passionate when Dylan felt Marcos tongue slide into Dylan's mouth. They continued playing tongue hockey until it started raining. They ran to Dylan's dorm.

"Dylan, its late. I had better be heading back home."

"Alright. Ill give you a lift."

Marco and Dylan were in front of Marcos house.

"Do you mind if I pass by after my hockey practice?"

"Sure, what time?"

"Um, maybe around 11ish?"

"Sure no problem. My mom and dad are leaving tomorrow morning for my cousins wedding. They said they'd be gone all week to help prepare for the wedding."

"Alright, see you then."

Marco and Dylan shared a kiss and Marco started heading inside.

MEANWHILE

"I better go shut the TV" Ellie mumbled to herself. She calmly entered the living room and pressed the large black button on the television set. As she brushed her vibrant red hair out of her eyes, she saw that the front door was swinging open. Ellie's mouth dropped open. She quickly turned around and examined the room; every inch of it. When she finally turned back around, she saw Sean with a heartwarming smile.

"Sean!" Ellie let out. She quickly ran over to him and gave him a loving hug. "Sean I've missed you so much!" single tears began rolling down the young girl's face. "It's been hell without you here…I—" she rubbed her face, "I couldn't have survived another heartbreaking day without you here by my side."

"Ellie, I've missed you too…I finally realized that my place IS HERE in Toronto with all of you guys." replied Sean. Ellie offered him a tender kiss, but Sean pulled away.

"Sean? What is it?" asked a concerned Ellie.

"Ellie…I…we…need to talk." responded Sean.

"Sure…let's sit on the couch." replied Ellie. As they both sat down, Ellie watched Sean's every move. He did not make any eye contact whatsoever with the girl. He took off his black hat and played with it in his hands for a few minutes.

"Sean I—" Ellie got cut off by Sean.

"Listen Ellie…" he rubbed his forehead and looked away. "I want you to know, what we had was real…"

"Of course it was real! We loved each other with all of our hearts!" Ellie interrupted. "And I'd love more than anything to pick up where we left off."

"I'm sorry Ellie, but it's not that simple."

"What are you saying?" Ellie said in a shocked tone.

"I'm saying…we can't be together anymore." Sean reached over to Ellie's hand. Ellie quickly pulled away.

"What do you mean we can't be together anymore! I thought what we had was real! Sean…fuck how can you be doing this to me?" Shouted Ellie, at this point numerous tears had been rolling down her face.

"Ellie…it's not you, it's me."

"Hmm, I think we all know what that line means…" Ellie picked herself off the couch and faced the wall wiping her tears away from her eyes.

"No, you don't understand…if you'll only let me explain!" Sean begged.

"Explain! Explain WHAT! That everything we've ever fucking done together was all a fucking lie! No…NO! This can't be happening!" Ellie gasped for air between her crying.

"Ellie, please stop…please let me explain…" Sean asked.

"No! Just please leave me alone! Get out of my life and go back wherever the fuck you've been for the past year!"

"I'M GAY!" Sean finally screamed out over Ellie's voice.

"What!" Ellie's mouth fell open.

"Ellie, I'm gay…" Sean wiped his eyes and let out a few sniffles.

"How…how can YOU be gay! You've had girlfriends…"

"I've been in denial my whole life…but now I've finally had time to think things over, and I've decided to be open."

"Why have the only guys I've ever had really strong feelings for turned out to be gay! Why is my life so unfair huh? Tell me fuck! Tell me!"

"Ellie, I don't know…I'm so sorry…I really am." Sean apologized.

"Just get out…please…I want to be alone for a while." Ellie demanded.

"Alright, bye Ellie, and I'm really sorry…for everything." Sean then left the house.

Ellie wiped her face and rubbed her arms. She then went into the bathroom and locked the door.

"How could he do this to me!" she began to cry once more. Ellie opened the medicine cabinet in search for Tylenol. When she finally spotted the bottle, she picked it up. As she opened it, the lid dropped onto the counter. As she was picking it up, something caught her eye. It was so shiny, so sleek, and so beautiful. It was the liberation that she was looking for.

Ellie gently picked up the sharp razor blade, put it by her wrist and looked into the mirror. "I hate you." she told her reflection. And with one swift movement, blood dripped onto the counter.