The boy is mine Chapter 3: Over, a degrassi fanfic

Disclaimer: If I had control of Degrassi, things would be sooo much more fun.

Hey all! This is it, the highly anticipated break-up chapter. But don't think this will wrap this up nice and quick, for I had at least 2 more chapters for this story.

Another thing, this will have to hold you for a while, so I can study more for my term paper and not fail English IV. Because if I did I'd be sooo grounded, and I'd never finish this story, so-

Spinner: fine then, they get it. Time to start. Come on! The sooner you do, the sooner Marco can be mine.

Dylan: please! Like he'd ever be yours'! He's mine and always will be.

Marco: to be perfectly honest I'm neither of yours. I'm my own person, not some doll being fought over by two kids on the playground. Got it!?

-both nod ferociously-

- Alright, with that said, let the chapter begin!

Marco: Wait! Don't you need a disclaimer?

-Why, so I do. Will you choose who does it?

Marco: Sure I will. I choose-

Dylan: Come on, pick me, pick me!

Spinner: yeah, like he'd ever pick you.

Dylan: -Pissed- what are you trying to say, that you're better then me or something?

Spinner: -Sarcastic- Well, I would of, but you did it for me. –big grin- thanks!

-fight cloud emerges, with Dylan and Spinner inside-

-Not this again! Marco could you…..

Marco: Sure.

This is a /slash fanfiction, so if you don't like, please go bye-bye. K?

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Over

(Marco POV)

Don't want to be the last to know
I wont to be the one to chase you
But at the same time your the heart that I call home
I'm always stuck with these emotions
And the more I try to feel the less I'm whole
My tears are turning into time
I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye

The sky was nearly black, as what appeared to be an endless rainstorm pressed on into the area, and refused to leave, like an unwanted relative. I had never been gladder that Ellie's car had a roof, and that she thought to attach it on last night, just to be safe. The drive this morning seemed to last forever, as the rain backed up traffic for a good block in a half. 'This is just great!' I thought in a bitter, sarcastic voice 'I'll never be' to school in time, I'm completely stressed out over the Spinner/Dylan things, and I'm soaked' As I slowly began to delve into my thoughts further, temporarily disconnecting from the present. I'm interrupted by the ringing of Ellie's cell phone.

"Hello, this is….. No way! Stop joking, even though……. Really? Awesome. I'm on my way." I heard her say, which only made me wonder what was going on as she turned the car around. Driving back to her house. I raised an eyebrow, before breaking the silence a few seconds later.

"El, what are you doing? And why are you taking me to your place?"

"You never believe what happened!" she said in a voice I could only describe as giddy "The school roof collapsed and the upstairs classrooms are all flooded. Which means that we're out of school for the rest of the week."

"Ok." I nodded inconclusively "But how is that awesome?, I mean, we're gonna have to make the days up."

"I guess. But don't ruin this impromptu vacation. After all it does give us time to catch up. I mean, when was the last time we really talked?"

"Too long ago to remember." I responded, in agreement. With everything that's been happening lately, we haven't had a chance to talk since school started.

Besides, I really needed to unload on somebody soon or I'll burst. And who better to do so with that Ellie.

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The rain outside had continued to pour, and began to subside by the time Ellie and I had finished Bridget Jones' Diary. The wrappers of various candy bars and other snacks Ellie snuck out of my house covered a small area of the floor, right in front of the TV. I had to sigh in disappointment as the credits rolled.

"That's sooo not real! I mean, there is no way that there's a straight guy like that. They're all gay, and trapped in relationships with bastards who don't appreciate what they have" I growled suddenly, alarming Ellie and calling attention to myself.

"Marco," She began, "are you ok? And don't lie to me. I know better that anyone else, and I can tell when something really bothering you. Come on, talk to me. What's wrong?"

She lifted up my head as I began to cry, unknowingly. I couldn't take in anymore. I just had to tell someone, so I did. I told her everything that's been going on, and I actually felt a lot better.

Neither of us said anything for a while, But she broke the silence and comforted me in a way only she could.

"You shouldn't worry about that. You're a good boyfriend, as far as I'm concerned and I don't think he's still with you out of guilt. Besides, it's not like you never act suspiciously." She said in a way that made me feel worlds better.

"And the Spinner thing?" I said, wiping my face of what little moisture still existing there.

"Oh, that. Yeah, I think he like you, maybe even loves you--"

"What?" I asked urgently.

"But most likely, only as a friend. You probably though that because all of they stress from Dylan and

it clouded you're Judgement, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. Thanks El." I commented as I hug her for a moment, "I really needed that"

"No big, Marco. You know I'm always here for you. So what do you wanna do before you go home?"

"Hmm…." I thought for a moment "Nothing else to do really. But I do want to go home and Change to go to Paige's. I want her to know I'm still her friend, Y'know? Rebuild the connection. You wanna come?"

"Nah, I'm still cool with Paige and this is probably something you need to do on your own. Besides, really need to wash my hair, but I could drop you off" she added at the end.

"That's ok. And you're right; I think it's best I do this by myself. Just drop me off at my house, ok?"

"Sure"

After putting off some shoes, I grabbed by book bag and both of us headed down to her car.

All seemed normal on the ride home and we we're just talking about random things we saw as we passed them. But one thing stuck out as we we're sitting at a red light that seemed never-ending.

"Say," Ellie started as she glanced across the street at a small restaurant "Is that Tom?"

I looked over and nodded "Yeah, I think so, why?"

"Ok then, well, who's that guy with him?"

I looked again, this time paying more attention. He was standing on the sidewalk beside him, wearing a t-shirt, some khaki and a baseball cap. They held hands as they walked down the street, then stopping at Tom's car to kiss briefly, before he got in the passenger side and his mystery boyfriend in the drivers' seat. Right as I was about to see his face, the light changed and Ellie speed away. I turned back to the front as I got a chill.

'Something's not right' I thought quickly. But I brushed it off. They're was no reason to be concerned about Tom at all.

Or, at least, so I thought.

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About twenty minutes after Ellie dropped me off, I was newly showered and clothed. I ran downstairs into the kitchen to beg my mom to let me spend the night at Ellie's which wouldn't have been to hard, but I was pleasantly surprised.

Instead of the usual kitchen noises, there was a note on the table from my parents. Apparently, my aunt's baby had been born. Which meant they would be gone until Monday night at least, because they lived two towns away. And she said that I could stay over a friends' house.

'Too easy' I thought to myself as I slipped on my sneakers. I had put on a simple outfit, just an old t-shirt and a pair of jeans. And since it was still light out, I figured I'd walk to her house (it wasn't too far from my house or Spinner's and I needed the time to think anyway.).

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The sun way still out as I turned the corner. It was only about a block and a half left till I reached her house. I had though of everything I wanted to say, and even a few things just in case I needed them. I was getting kind of anxious, and way surprised to see a car honk behind me. It was Paige, in her mom's car. I was alarmed at first, but her warm smile put me at ease. Upon her urging, I found myself in her car.

"Hey Marco," she began innocently "where you off to? I can drop you off."

She was oddly cheery. But it made me feel better about talking to her. So I started.

"I was actually heading over to your house."

"Really, why? Did Dylan call you to tell you he was home for the weekend?"

"Dylan's home?," I commented, "Why didn't he tell me?"

"I dunno. He just got in last night, but left after dropping off his stuff. Maybe it was supposed to be a surprise. I honestly couldn't say, he hasn't said much to me in a while. I was going to ask you about that."

I was silent and felt a shiver as she finished. Something's definitely not right. "No clue" I retorted.

We drove the rest of the short ride talking about casual things until we got to her house. I was happy to know that our friendship was secure.

We got to her house and stopped in front.

"You go on in. I'll park the car in the garage and you can go surprise him"

I smiled sheepishly and got out as she went up the driveway.

With each step I took up her side walk, I began to get non stop chills, but I went on anyway. Only to find my instincts were correct.

I rang the doorbell and heard Dylan from inside say 'just a minute'

A few seconds later, he opened the door, and by the looks of it was not so pleasantly surprised. He was panting and was kind of sweaty, a towel casually wrapped over his neck and he was topless, wearing only a pair of………khaki pants.

Oh, no. No no no no, that can be!!!

His expression didn't make matters better. He looked nervous, like a kid caught eating a cookie before dinner by his mom.

"Hey baby, what a surprise" he said in an uneven tone, then the unthinkable. I heard large footsteps and cringed at who the belong to.

"Hey, who is it?" Tom asked on the way, kissing Dylan on the cheek and nibbled on his ear before retrieving the same guilty look from Dylan's face.

No no no! Dylan's a good boyfriend! He wouldn't do this to me. Right?.....

"Look Marco," Dylan began "I know this looks bad but it isn't what you think it is"

I was crushed. That was it. The problems, the awkward giggling, the shortness on the phone. He was with Tom now, and just didn't tell me. Why? To be honest I didn't care. I just wanted to cry, but I wasn't going to let him see that.

"How long?" I said, quietly, in a way that meant business.

"About a week before your school year started" he replied just as quietly, in a remorseful tone, as Paige walked up behind, a shocked look on her face as well. I was glad to know she wasn't in on it, and as I turned to face her my eyes began to tear up.

"Umm…" I began, trying best not to cry right at that second, "Maybe we should do this another time. Like next week?"

"Sure, just let me know." She nodded to me, an endearing tone in her voice. She hugged me and let me go, as I walked down the street, not really paying attention where I was going, and as if on cue, it began to rain again, only harder than before. And I just began to run.

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I cant live without you
Can't breathe without you I'm dreamin' bout you honestly
Tell me that its over
Because if the world is spinning and I'm still living
It wont be right if were not in it together
Tell me that it's over

And I'll be the first to go…..

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I had been running around aimlessly for a while, finally stopping for a moment to try to figure out where I was. As I looked up, I pushed my hair out of my eyes and to my surprise was exactly where I needed to be. I ran up the sidewalk and rang the doorbell, and began to pant, putting my hands on my knees and panting.

"Marco?" He said in surprise "what are you doing here?.... Are you ok?"

"Hey Spin." I started, "Could I please spend the night?"

He only smiled and took me in, closing the door behind us. I was never gladder to have him as a friend.

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Yay! R&R

Dylan: that's all you have to say?

- Oh yeah. I need to say this will be it for a while. I have a term paper to do that determines whether I graduate or not, so please, don't be angry with me. I like this story and I promise to update ASAP

Don't worry Dylan, it's not all the way over for you, but a lot of it is over. Like 80

Dylan: Dammit!!

-Marco: ;

Spinner: anyway R&R. I'm sooo glad.