Authors note: this chapter is short just letting you know, hope you enjoy and all that jazz and thank you.

November 21th 1992

Dear,friend

I lay'd on my bed, my mind filled with thoughts and questions. 'I could have swore that Patrick and me had sex'. He sighed and rolled to the side of his bed clutching his pillow; tears had puddled in the corners of his eyes until there was no more room. he balled his eyes out his tears falling onto his pillow. he did't know why he was crying,he just felt like that was the proper thing to do. like it had to happen.

after he was done he stood up and wiped his eyes and nose. looking down at his bed he noticed his pillow now having a darkened circle where the tears wet he pillow. he flipped over his pillow and went down stairs again. his father and sister in the living room, his mother in the kitchen cooking breakfast, the smell of bacon and waffles filled the air. "Are you ok Charlie?" his mother ask as she turned off the stove. "You looked shocked when you came down stairs".

"It's nothing mom i was just a little dizzy but i'm ok now". he forced a small smile and asked his mother. "Can i go visit Patrick today, we did not talk much with dad and him watching football all last night".

She smiled as she passed him a plate of waffles "Sure charlie you can go after breakfast".

"Thanks mom". he scarfs down his breakfast and heads into his room to get ready. he grabs navy blue briefs and then goes through his closet,picking a green v-neck and tan skinny jeans. slipping on his clothes he heads to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth and try'd to fix his bed head, failing at it miserably he sighs and heads out the door.

When he arrives he knocks on the door to be greeted by Sam. "Oh hi Charlie, come on in"

Walking in he greets Sam and then heads up to Patricks room. when he opens the door he could't believe what he was seeing. Brad and Patrick where kissing. Charlies mind went blank. there was no thoughts, no words, nothing. Patrick got startled and sputters out "Oh shit".

"You said you locked the door!" Brad screamed he pushed Patrick away and wipes his mouth. not wanting to believe what he was seeing quickly goes down the stairs and out the door, followed by Patrick hearing him yell.

"Please come back Charlie it's not what it looks like" Charlie wipes away the tears as he runs down the street, getting angrier and sadder by the second. "Please! Charlie let me explain!".

Charlie stops, clinching his fists he turns around to see Patrick coming toward him. Patrick bends over to breath. "What the fuck was that then!?". Charlie screams, feeling like he was about to cry again he turns his back to Patrick.

Patrick said in a pleading voice. "It's just that Brad came back to apologize and he said he still loved me, he came on to me".

"I don't care about who came on to who!" Charlie screamed his whole face red. "And to think had a dream about us fucking". he scoffed and wipes more tears turned around to face Patrick.

"Please Charlie, Please forgive". he started to tear up as he asked for forgiveness.

he looked at Patrick and sighed. "i need some time to think about this and you and us, i have not forgave, i just need to think".

And with that I left, i walked back and called the one of the only people i knew could help. "Bob, can i come over and talk to you...i need help".

Love always,

Charlie

Hi thank you for reading the 7th chapter of this series i know this chapter is VERY short. and that things are going down hill with Patrick and Charlie, but don't worry! things will get better :D i hope you enjoyed it. please review and all that jazz ch 8 will be coming up and Bob gets a part in the next chapter that will help Charlie think if he wants to stay with Patrick or not.