Disclaimer: I do not now, never have, and never will own any rights to any form of Degrassi nor its characters. I do not now, never have, and never will own any rights to the songs used in this fan fic. This is based solely on my opinions and if you don't like it then don't read it.
ImagineImagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try.
No hell below us,
Above us only sky.
Imagine all the people
Living life for today…
Marco rolls out of bed as his cell phone rings. Life had seemed to be going so fast for him. One night everything had just been too much. All of his lies came spilling out, and Marco told the entire audience at the play that he is gay.
Now picking up his cell phone, he realizes it is none other than Tim. Tim had been the main factor in Marco spilling his gust on stage, mostly meant for his father of course. You see Tim, like most people at school, knew that Marco was gay, and Tim himself looked up to Marco as a sort of mentor. He of course had other intentions, much like Marco only a few years before.
Anyways Marco decides to answer the phone.
"Hi Tim," Marco says in a happy, cheery tone.
"Hey, can you meet me at The-Dot? I really need to talk to you," Tim says in a not so cheery tone.
"Of course, give me ten minutes tops," Marco says sensing that something big had happened.
"Ok, Thanks," Tim says.
"No problem," Marco says before hanging up.
Marco can't imagine what is going on with Tim. Well he can imagine, but he doesn't want to. He doesn't want to assume the worst in this situation. Whatever happened to his easy life?
Marco grabs his jacket, and puts it on as he descends the stairs. He walks into the kitchen finding his mother cleaning up from dinner. He had passed on dinner for the third night in a row, and hadn't eaten much at all. His mother looks up at him.
"Are you hungry?" his mother asks.
"No, Ma. I came down to tell you I'm going to The-Dot. Tim called and asked me to. He sounds really upset," Marco says.
"Ok, be home by eleven," Marcos mother says not really looking at him.
Marco grabs his car keys off of the counter and heads out of the door. He makes it to The-Dot in no time at all. Tom is waiting outside for him. Marco gets out of his car, and walks over to Tim.
"What is wrong?" Marco asks.
"I told him," Tim says looking away from Marco trying to hide the tear that started to form in his eye.
"And?" Marco says like a question.
"And he kicked me out. Now I have nothing, no one, and nowhere to go," Tim says unable to control his emotions as a tear runs out of his eye and down his cheek.
"You'll be ok, everything will be ok. You can stay at my house tonight," Marco says attempting to calm the younger boy down.
Tim however doesn't calm down instead it makes his tears flow faster. He tries to hid his face from Marco, not wanting the look girly in front of the one person he felt he loved. Marco didn't mind the tears, and was actually glad to see that he was hurt by the way his father had reacted. Tim finally calmed down a little bit.
"Can we go somewhere a little less open?" Tim asks remember that they are stand in the back parking lot of The-Dot.
"Sure, I know a good place," Marco says taking Tim's hand in his own and leading him over to his car.
Marco gets in and turns the car on as he is driving down the road he glances over at Tim for a second. Tim hasn't said anything, and he is playing with his hand sin his lap while starring out the passenger window. After about 20 minutes Marco stops the car, and they appear to be in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees.
Marco gets out and so does Tim. Marco isn't sure why Tim isn't talking, but he decides not to hold his hand this time, in case that is why. He instead begins to walk towards a section of the trees. Once closer Time notices a path and begins to feel better about where they are going. They walk along the path for a while before walking out onto some rocks over looking the ocean. The site surprises Tim.
"This place is beautiful," Tim says looking around as Marco sat down.
"Yeah I come here whenever I need a great place to get my thoughts in order," Marco says looking out at the ocean.
Tim sits down next to Marco and does the same. They just sit there and stare at the waves rolling in for a while.
"I shouldn't have told him. It was stupid of me," Tim finally says looking at Marco as he says it.
"No it wasn't. You had to tell him. You couldn't live your life in secret. Trust me. I should have listened to Dylan when he told me this stuff," Marco says the last part as more of a thought than anything.
"Dylan, isn't he that great hockey player for University?" Tim asks trying to take his mind off of his dad and his own problems.
"Yeah also known as Paige's older brother, and my ex-boyfriend," Marco says trying hard not to sound to heart-broken.
Tim doesn't say anything at first he is unsure of what to say.
"Sorry," Tim finally decides on.
"Sorry for what?" Marco asks slightly confused.
"Bringing it up," Tim says.
"Don't worry about it," Marco says not wanting Tim to feel any worse than he already does.
"I'm cared," Tim says after a few minutes.
"Of what?" Marco asks.
"Well I eventually have to go back home, right?" Tim says adding the right as a question.
"True," Marco says.
"Well I'm scared of how he is going to react then," Tim says.
"I don't know how to help you with that, but I'll be there for you when you do go home," Marco says reassuring Tim.
Tim stares into Marco's eyes for a few minutes.
"I like you a lot," Tim says.
"I like you too, but I don't know that either of us need anything more than a good friendship right now though," Marco says.
"I can life with that I guess," Tim says.
They continue to watch the waves roll in even after dark. Marco lays back and begins to look at the stars. Everything is so open up there, but yet they feel so secure. As if everything is great as long as they don't leave those rocks. Tim lays back and looks at the stars.
They wake up as the sun is rising and realize they never made it to Marco's house. He checks his phone and sees nearly 50 missed calls from his mom. Marco quickly calls her and assures her that he is ok. She is angry, and he can tell. They get back to Marco's house as quickly as they can. When they walk in Marco's mother quickly hugs her son before noticing Tim standing behind him. Marco's mother draws Tim into a hug seeing the look on his face told her all she needed to know.
"You are welcome to stay as long as you need too," Marco's mother says to Tim.
"We have school today. Let's go see if I have anything that will fit you," Marco says practically dragging Tim up the stairs.
Once in Marco's room they open the closet door to begin their search. Marco digs to the back of his closet and pulls out a pair of Dylan's jeans and a couple shirts that Dylan had forgotten one night.
"It's not really your style, but they are clean at least," Marco says.
"Thanks," Tim says taking the clothes from Marco.
"We can go get your stuff after school. So that you have clothes of you own, and anything else you may want," Marco says.
"Ok, where is the bathroom?" Tim asks.
"The door across the hall is one," Marco says.
"Ok," Tim says leaving Marco's room and heading to the bathroom. Marco shuts his closet door and changes his clothes as well.
The end of Chapter One! What did you think? Please tell me what you thought of it!