Riley ran to the door of Zane's apartment and started knocking. When no one answered the knocking got louder, than he began punching and kicking. In the midst of his anger he had forgotten that he had a key. He reached into his pocket and fumbled with the door for a few moments and ran in, leaving the key in the door, and the door open.

Riley ran up the stairs and through the hallway. He screamed hello a couple of times to make sure that no one was home and ran to Zane's room.

He started in Zane's closet, tearing all of his clothes from the hanger and knocking over every shelf, but there was nothing there. He pulled out the drawers of Zane's nightstand and found nothing but old school papers, condoms and various pens and pencils. As he looked through the second drawer he found nothing different, except for a picture of the two of them during the town fair, smiling in front of the Ferris wheel. Riley stared at the picture, out of breath and heated, and threw it back into the drawer.

Looking at the picture had calmed him down, and he began to make the decision to leave. As he was standing however, he glanced under Zane's bed and saw a box.

He grabbed the box and tore off the lid. What he saw made his heart stop. There were loads of pictures of Zane and Mat in various places, some of them out of the country. There were a few sloppily cut newspaper clips from Brazil ,all featuring Mat, that Mat must have sent Zane out of arrogance. Riley threw some of the pictures out of the box and resorted to turning the box upside down.

In the bottom were numerous watches, rings and foreign gifts. Riley's hand found one small notebook. He opened the first page, in it was a list: "Things I love About You". Riley looked in horror as the list went on for twenty pages. He threw the notebook aside and continued searching.

In one swift decision, Riley grabbed Zane's mattress and flipped it over, sheets blankets and all, revealing a sea of letters, all in envelopes. Most were opened but some weren't. Riley staggered backwards when he saw how many there were. There had to be at least fifty of them. Riley grabbed one of them and looked at the date: October 24, 2010. It was now the middle of November. Riley could feel himself start to hyperventilate. The room looked as if it was closing in on him. He leaned against the wall and put his hand over his face, looking at what he had done to Zane's room; it was trashed.

Riley felt tears welling up in his eyes, mostly because he couldn't believe that he had let his anger get the best of him again. Riley pulled himself together and was about to walk out, when his toe hit a ring that had fallen out of the box. He recognized that ring, it was one that Zane used to wear every day. Zane had only stopped wearing it in the past two weeks. Riley squinted his eyes and stared at it closely; it was a championship soccer ring.

"Shit." Riley whispered harshly as he examined the ring closely. He didn't even hear the footsteps behind him.

"Riley!" Riley spun around to see Zane standing in the doorway, winded. He must have run up when he saw his door sitting open. "Riley, what the heck are you doing?" Zane walked into his room and ran his fingers through his hair to push it away from his face. When he saw what Riley had found he cursed under his breath.

"Zane I'm sorry…" Riley stopped himself and shook his head. He shouldn't have destroyed Zane's room, but he wasn't at fault here. "No." he said as if he were suddenly enlightened. "You made me feel like an idiot."

"Okay, I was wrong. So, you come here and you trash my room? Does that make sense to you Riley?"

"There's a part of your life that you've been lying about for months. Does that make sense to you?" Zane looked at the ground and shook his head. "What else are you lying about?"

"I never actually lied, sure I stretched the truth a little-"

"What are you gonna do about this ass hole?"

"He's my friend. And for the two weeks that he's here, you and I are just gonna have to cool down a bit..." Riley looked at Zane with disbelief. At that moment, Zane was the biggest disappointment. He never did anything this low.

"Okay fine. So for two weeks you expect me to just pretend that you're not my boyfriend? Makes perfect sense." Riley said sarcastically.

"You know what, It's not that much to ask. I play pretend every day that I'm with you Riley. For three months before senior year I pretended to be just your friend, in front of your parents, our friends, everyone. You still haven't told your parents about me and I'm starting to think that you never will."

"Is that even what this is about?" Riley asked quietly as he tried to catch Zane's eye. Riley looked more disappointed than mad and he tried to soften his voice so that Zane would stop being so unbelievably defensive. "Why didn't you tell me you were writing him? Why did you do it at all?"

"He's been writing me. I almost never respond."

"And in one of those few letters you wrote you never, maybe, mentioned that we were together?"

"It didn't cross my mind." Riley looked at Zane's defensive stance and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"Yeah, because all I was, was some stupid summer fling."

"Well it wasn't really a lie considering, we broke up right when the school year started. It hurt how you just threw me aside like that. I know football's important but I'm tired of taking the backseat in everything you do, because you're too afraid to be who you really are." Riley stood there, staring at Zane and realized that he was out of breath. He tried to steady his breathing before responding. It was just as hard for Riley as it was for Zane, to have the tables turned on him. Just as Zane didn't want to be blamed, Riley didn't want to have to yell at him.

"Can you take the blame?" Riley pleaded, "For once?" Zane looked away from Riley and collected his thoughts before speaking. He didn't want to say something that he may regret.

"When he left, I felt like there was no closure. He just moved and that was it. It was over, so it's weird seeing him again, that's all." At first, Riley's face softened but then he stopped. Something had just dawned on him.

"You two never actually broke up did you?" Zane pressed his lips together and looked to the right, he was trying to avoid this question the entire time him and Riley were together. "You didn't." Zane reluctantly looked up at Riley who was teary eyed at this point, more hurt than angry.

"In theory, we grew apart after he moved. But no, we never officially ended our relationship."

"So, you're still with this guy."

"No! I told him I planned on moving on, it's not my fault that he didn't understand."

"But you didn't tell him that you actually did move on."

"I thought he was never coming back." Zane stopped short and pressed his lips together, trying to keep himself from getting too upset. "I didn't lead him on, Riley."

"Yes you did!" The silence that followed was ridiculously uncomfortable. Usually Zane was doing all of the yelling, because most of the time Zane was right. But this time it was the opposite, and it was strange for Zane to hear someone yelling at him. Riley softened his voice when he heard his ears ringing.

"You did enough for him to go out of the country. And enough for him to think that you two still have something. Which I'm starting to think is the truth."