A/N- For those of you who have read my previous fictions, this one is a little bit more overall relationship based, with still a lot of angst...my favorite thing to write. Please review and let me know what you think so far. This is an established relationship in the story.

It was their 3-year anniversary being together. Greg was sick of keeping their relationship a secret. He knew his co-workers would not have a real problem with Nick and him coming out as a couple. The problem was Nick figured if they came out to them then the word would spread and eventually his family would find out.

Nick basically thought of his family as homophobes and if his dad were to find out they would disown him. He could not bear with the loss of his family.

"Come on, Nick! Do you really think they would hate you like that? They are your family. They should love you no matter what. My parents do," Greg argued with him after a nice dinner Nick had planned at his house for their anniversary.

"Greg, you are their only child. I'm sure you could do no wrong in their eyes. My family, well I have a lot to live up to with my dad being a judge and all. You just don't know what it was like growing up in Texas."

Greg stood up from the table and started pacing. "I'm sick of having to hide our feelings from everyone else. I'm sick of having to go home in separate cars when we both usually go to the same place. We should be officially living together at this point. I've been patient for three long years now but I don't think I can anymore," he said exasperatedly.

Nick looked down, shaking his head. "I just can't yet. I need more time to think this through on what I would say."

"You've had three years, my God! I can't keep hiding like this," Greg yelled, his anger finally reaching its breaking point.

Nick looked up and saw the rare anger in his lover's brown eyes. "I'm sorry, G. You know I love you but give me a bit longer."

Greg shook his head and sighed. "I need to go out and let out some of this steam. I don't supposed you want to join me for a dance out in public?"

"G, you know how I feel about going out," Nick sighed, knowing he was not making Greg any happier.

Greg stared irritatedly at Nick. "I know, God forbid Nick Stokes get caught dead in a gay club. Well, if you change your mind you know where to find me." He picked up his empty plate and glass and put them in the dishwasher before disappearing momentarily into the bedroom to change.

Nick sighed heavily and started cleaning up the rest of the dishes. He knew that Greg was right, he had to come out to his family if he was to ever really feel free to live his life but his overbearing fear of his father's reaction kept him from doing it.

He picked up the rest of the dishes and carried them over to the sink and started cleaning them. He was scrubbing a pan when he felt arms come around him from behind.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me?" Greg whispered in his ear as he rubbed against Nick.

Nick leaned back into Greg, breathing in his cologne, regretting what he was about to say. "No, you go ahead and I will see you when you get home."

He heard his partner sigh and then felt the loss of contact between them. "Fine, I'm going then. Jason and Aaron are picking me up. I will see you later."

Nick watched Greg leave and felt the distance that had slowly been growing between them in the last few weeks grow further apart.

Greg went to their usual hangout, Oasis. He had been frequenting the club and bar scene more often lately only hoping one day for Nick to be brave enough to join him. As he walked in with his friends, Jason and Aaron who were holding hands, he again grew jealous of their open relationship. Both of their families knew about their life together and even though Jason's parents did not approve, he did not care. Their love for each other was more important. Greg had hoped Nick loved him enough to be like that, but he guessed he was wrong.

"Hey Greg, that hottie over there is checking you out big time," Aaron yelled to Greg over the music. Greg finished off his third shot of tequila and looked over to where Aaron was pointing. The guy was tall with short dark hair and dark eyes. He was wearing a mesh t-shirt and tight jeans. He reminded Greg very much of his Texan lover. "He's pretty hot, reminds me of someone who's at home right now," Greg said with a little bit of fire as he ordered another drink.

"Hey you should slow down there, Greg. You know how you get when you drink too much," Aaron told him, his pale blue eyes showing some concern for his friend.

"I told you I need to let off some steam tonight. Just leave me be," he said as he picked up his new drink and looked back at the dark haired man still giving him the eye.

Nick went through all 175 channels he had on his cable and could not find a thing to watch. He kept thinking about Greg and how they should be together on their anniversary. He wanted to be mad at him going out but he could not be. He had asked him to come along and he refused.

He thought about how Greg was probably dancing right now and thought he should be there grooving against him, breathing in his essence.

"Damn it. I can do at least this much for him," Nick scolded himself. He got up from his couch and grabbed his car keys and went out the door.

He walked into the Oasis Club and searched the dance floor for Greg. He spotted Greg's friend, Aaron standing by the bar and walked over to him.

"Hey Aaron, where is Greg? I thought he was with you," Nick asked him.

"Yeah, he's here somewhere, perhaps in the bathroom. He was drinking a lot. Probably has to take a piss," he told him.

Nick thanked him and went to find the restrooms. He found a hallway that led to them. He opened the door and remembered why he hated going to these kinds of places. There were several men receiving blowjobs from others right there in the hallway. He walked further past some when one man's profile stopped him in his tracks. He closed his eyes, thinking they were tricking him and opened them up again only to see the shocking site. A dark haired man was giving head to Greg right there among the others. Greg's head was leaning back against the wall, with his eyes closed in pleasure.

Nick felt sick and furious at the same time. He could not stand there and watch his lover cheat on him, on their anniversary of all nights.

He ran out as quickly as he could to his car, panting as he reached it. He could not believe Greg would do this to him, drunk or not. All he wanted to do was go back home and calm himself down before Greg walked through his door for the last time.

Jason came down to the restrooms and saw Greg zipping up his pants as the dark haired he saw earlier staring at Greg, try to kiss him.

"Greg, what the hell are you doing?" Jason yelled at him. The dark haired man backed off as the taller Jason came to stand in front of Greg.

Greg looked blurred eyed at him. "W...wwwhat?" He slurred.

"Nick was here looking for you. Aaron told me and here you are getting fucked off?"

"Yeah Nick is right here," Greg poorly pointed to the stranger who looked a little like Nick.

"You damn drunk ass fucker! This guy is not Nick. Nick saw you with him, I bet, that's why he ran out of here."

Greg suddenly looked at the dark haired man, who had been slowly backing away from them. As he backed up into the light, Greg realized Jason was right. He turned to Jason, as a sudden look of panic erupted on his face. "What the hell did I just do?"

"More like who? You let some other guy suck you, that's what you did," Jason said curtly.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! I have to go home and explain to Nick. Aww fuck!" Greg buried his face in his hands.

Jason put his arm around his frantic friend and led him back to where Aaron was waiting for them. "We got to take him home," Jason told his boyfriend.

Jason explained to Aaron on the drive to Nick's house, what Greg did. Greg sat in the backseat, speechless and partially dazed as to what happened.

"Nick's never going to forgive me. He's going to kill me. I'm going to loose him," Greg thought to himself, wiping tears from his eyes.

When they arrived at Nick's house, Jason and Aaron decided to wait outside a few minutes. They had a feeling things would not go well and Greg might need a ride back to his own place before the night was over.

Greg walked nervously up to the door. The reality of the situation he got himself into had sobered him up some. He shivered now realizing he had let some stranger give him a blowjob. He had been completely faithful to Nick all this time they were together. 'How could I have been so intoxicated and stupid to not realize what I was doing? I was mad at Nick but damn, that was no excuse to cheat on him.' He had just ruined the best relationship he had ever had.

He took out his key and unlocked the door. He walked in slowly and closed the door behind him. He came into view of the living room and his eyes met Nick's furious ones.

"Nick, my god, I am so sorry. I was wasted out of my mind and he looked like you. I thought…I thought he was you. Oh god. I am so sorry," Greg rambled out in a frantic voice, as he walked closer to Nick.

"Stay away from me, Greg. I don't know whom you've been with and I don't want to know. I want you to gather your things you have here and get out. I don't want to see your cheating face around here again," Nick fumed but stayed where he was seated.

He had already worked out most of his anger on his punching bag before Greg arrived. Otherwise Greg would have been the one he was punching. He did not want to take it that far as much as he would have liked to.

"Nick, Please! I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sorry. I won't go to clubs anymore. I swear. I will stay here with you. Just please, don't do this," Greg pleaded with him, his face showing the emotional pain he was in.

"You know what? Maybe you did us a favor. You keep pressuring me to come out to our co-workers and my family when I am not ready to. Perhaps we just aren't meant to last. It was nice while it lasted but perhaps it is time to move on. You've already started or perhaps this was not the first time. Maybe that's why you're always happily going out without me so some random guy who reminds you of me can fuck you. You make me sick," Nick spat out in fury.

Greg felt devastated. "Do you really believe that I am like that?" He asked with disbelief and sadness.

"You tell me, Greg. Was he your first or one of many?"

"It was a mistake, a horrible mistake I'll never forgive myself for. And I've never cheated on your before. I'll never do it again, either. I promise."

"It's our anniversary, Greg. You picked a hell of a time to make a mistake like that. Just get your things and leave before I do something I'll regret," Nick said through gritted teeth. He felt like knocking some sense into him with his fist.

Greg saw the dangerous look in his boyfriend's eyes. "Okay, maybe cooler heads will prevail tomorrow and we can fix this."

Nick shook his head. "There's nothing to fix. It is over."

"You mean you don't love me anymore?" Greg asked, not believing he could feel that way.

"I can't love someone I no longer trust,' he responded coldly. "Now GO!"

Greg felt a terrible ripping of his heart as he looked into Nick's cold dark eyes. "Okay, I'll get my things and go," he whispered as he fought back oncoming tears.

He quickly turned around and headed to the bedroom to grab his bag out of the closet to pack his few clothes and personal items he kept at Nick's house. He looked at the bed he shared with Nick almost nightly and felt his heart rip a little more. He bit back his tears and threw his few clothing items and other items out of the bathroom into his bag.

Nick could not deal with Greg being in his presence right then. He could not leave soon enough. He never believed Greg could betray him like he did on tonight of all nights. He noticed Greg emerge from the bedroom a few minutes later, holding his head down. He looked up briefly at him, his big brown eyes rimmed red and Nick could tell he had been crying, which was something extremely rare for Greg. In that moment of seeing him like that he felt a tug at his heart and almost gave in until the image of him getting a blow job from another man came flooding back into his mind.

"I'm going now," Greg said mournfully.

"Good, go!" Nick sneered.

Greg felt like he was being stabbed in the heart. He lowered his head in shame and went for the door.

"Leave the key on your way out," Nick assed bitterly.

Greg nodded and dropped it on the table on his way out. Greg walked out without looking back. He could not bear to see the anger and hate in Nick's eyes. He heard the door lock behind him as he walked to Jason's car.

"He's throwing you out," Aaron said to him more as a matter of fact. Greg did not say anything as he sat in the backseat with his arms hugging his bag.

Both of his friends could see that he was a wreck but they could not blame Nick. They both thought about how they would have reacted had one cheated on the other, but still Greg was their friend and he came first right now.

They drove him home and made sure he seemed okay before they left. He had said very little to them and then proceeded to tell them he needed to get some sleep.

When they left him, he threw himself down on his bed and sobbed himself to sleep.