"You have no shot!" Riley exclaimed as he furiously maneuvered the controller in his hands. Even though Riley and Zane were usually pretty civil, they were extremely competitive when it came to video games. Zane stuck out his tongue in concentration as they threw elbows at each other, trying to throw the other off guard.

"No way man, not this time." Zane responded, his fingers moving faster and faster over the joystick. Riley glanced at him and laughed briefly before moving one hand from the controller so that he could shove Zane into the couch.

"No!" Zane screeched as he tried to sit up without losing the lead his player had on Riley's. Riley felt Zane's hand pushing against his shoulder and he grabbed Zane by the waist and flipped him onto his back. "Hey!" Riley pinned Zane to the couch and stared into his were faces inches apart as they glared at each other, each of them out of breath and grinning. "Illegal contact." Zane said with a coy smile as Riley's eyes wandered over his boyfriend's face. "Feel any better?" grinning at the sight of Zane's signature smile, Riley leaned in and touched his nose to Zane's.

"I am now." Riley closed his eyes and leaned forward while Zane waited expectantly to feel Riley's warm lips on his. When their lips met they kissed softly for a moment before slowly pulling away. Zane let out a satisfied sigh and let his body sink into the couch.

"Jeez," he said as he looked around the room with his boyfriend still resting comfortably on top of him "I can't believe this place." Riley looked admirably at Zane and raised an eyebrow. He was trying his best to make conversation, but Zane just looked so damn cute that day.

"Mhm." Riley mumbled distractedly as he leaned in to kiss Zane again. But Zane was still distracted by the room and didn't reciprocate.

"I mean, can you believe that view?" Zane lightly chuckled to himself, completely blown away by the beauty of the mountains "It's amazing." Riley looked down at Zane and began to slowly lift up his shirt. He smiled and lowered his voice to a whisper

"That it is…" Zane smiled and let Riley kiss him again before pushing him away for a moment.

"Hold on man." Zane said as he squirmed out from underneath Riley to look out the window. Riley remained on the couch before jumping up to join Zane. Zane's eyes danced at the sight of the mountains and he glanced back at Riley excitedly. "Think you'll be up to hitting the slopes tomorrow?" Riley nodded and squinted as the sun reflected off of the white mountaintops and flashed brightly into his eyes.

"Headache's gone…still a little light sensitive though." Zane nodded and let his hand drag across Riley's chest as he made his way toward the kitchen.

"Well, at least the puking stopped."

"Yeah I…wait, when did this happen?" Zane looked back at Riley from the fridge and shrugged.

"You threw up over the balcony dude." Riley raised an eyebrow and slapped a hand to his forehead out of utter humiliation. Every time he got drunk, he blacked out and those nights always ended in embarrassment. Zane noticed that Riley was bright red and his face softened.

"That's embarrassing."

"We've all been there. Plus I'm your boyfriend of seven months," Riley's eyebrows raised at the sound of seven months, sometimes he couldn't believe it "I'm gonna see you when your down in the gutter, especially since you're moving in next week." Riley had been trying to hide his embarrassment by looking down and twiddling with his thumbs, but when he heard the words 'moving in' his twiddling, breathing and heart seemed to stop completely. He looked up at Zane who was smiling to himself while sitting expectantly on the arm of the couch.

"Wait, are you serious?" Zane retreated into the bedroom returning with something small in his hand.

"I believe this was yours," he said as he placed the key in Riley's hands "can't believe it took me this long to give it back." Riley flashed a sweet grin that caused Zane's heart to flutter and stared at the key for a moment before carefully putting it into his pocket.

"Gee I, don't know what to say." Zane shrugged and they stared at each other before Riley's phone began to ring. Riley sighed and grabbed his phone off the counter glaring at it harshly, hoping that the person would hang up and that he wouldn't have to answer. But it was Peter and Peter knew that Riley and Zane were away so if he was calling, it must be important. Zane saw the disappointment on Riley's face and shook his head.

"It's okay," he said with a tug on his boyfriend's t-shirt "I'll just uh…wait in here." Zane nodded toward the bedroom and smiled at Riley deviously before hopping onto the bed. Riley looked toward Zane longingly and reluctantly answered the phone. Before he spoke he walked out onto the balcony and closed the glass door.

"Whatever it is dude," Riley began as he glanced behind him through the glass, eye balling Zane as he slowly stripped off his shirt "you better make it quick."

"Dude, your mom has gone ape shit!" Riley squinted out of confusion, waiting for Peter to explain and then remembered that Peter couldn't see his reaction.

"Wait, what?" he said into the phone as he leaned on the balcony railing.

"She said she's been trying to call you since last night and-dude she was freakin' out."

"When did you talk to my mom?"

"She came by my dorm last night. She feels like shit for kicking you out man I could see it in her eyes it was like she was gonna burst into tears any second."

"Well at least you were there to calm her down."

"Actually… A-wall was there. I came later." Riley almost dropped his phone and backed away from the ledge just in case his hand did slip.

"Damnit."

"No dude, it was for the best he chilled her out. It was when she saw me that she had a spaz all over again."

"What did you tell her?" Riley waited for Peter to answer with uncomfortable anticipation. If he had told her the truth, there was no way that they would ever be able to sort everything out.

"That you were on a road trip with a bunch of friends and that you'd be back in a few days." Riley let out a sigh of relief and leaned on the wall of the building.

"Thank god…wait damnit." Riley looked back at the room again and then back at the sky line "I can't be home in a few days, Zane and I just got here."

"Well dude, that was the best you were gonna get. Trust me she would have freaked if I had even implied that you wouldn't be home till next week. I cut you a break."

"I wonder how she'll take it when I tell her that I don't plan on coming home at all." The silence on Peter's end of the phone was worrisome and confused.

"What?"

"I'm moving in with Zane…sooner than I thought apparently." Peter laughed into the phone and Riley was almost positive that he could hear him smiling manically the way he usually did.

"Shit are you guys like wifed up now? Cause… I don't think I can take it." Riley shook his head and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He was beginning to get frustrated with everything: with the secrets he's been keeping from his parents, Zane's parents and a few that he'd been keeping from Zane himself. It was way harder to keep those secrets than it would be to just tell the truth.

"I'm gonna call you back later okay?"

"Yeah, dude was it something I said?" Riley opened his mouth to answer and then stopped, knowing that he wouldn't be able to explain what he was feeling even if he tried. He hit the end button on his phone and hung over the balcony staring off into the distance.

He stared down at his fingers and they began to shake. He looked through his contacts list and glared blankly at his mother's number, his eyes clouding up with tears until her phone number became a complete blur. Then, his finger hit the button giving him no choice. The phone seemed to ring forever although it had only rang twice before his mother answered the phone.

"Hello?" Mrs. Stavros said frantically into the phone, her voice quivering as she waited for Riley to respond. "Riley?" Riley gulped and tried to keep his voice from cracking

"Yeah, Mom."

"Oh! O gious God I've been so worried." Riley could hear his mother's voice shaking through tears. Whenever she began speaking in Greek, it was obvious that she was extremely upset. But Riley's face contorted into a look of disgust regardless.

"You kicked me out, remember?" He said harshly as tears threatened his eyes, finally losing all control and any fear that he may have had before he called. Mrs. Stavros sighed and sniffled as her son raised his voice at her.

"We need you home."

"Did you tell dad?" Riley's voice was shaking uncontrollably and it refused to stop cracking. He cleared his throat and tried to regain his composure.

"No…No I didn't. He hasn't been home."

"Well…I don't know if I wanna come home."

"Riley, you are coming home! Right this instant."

"I can't-"

"Tell your friends that your mother ordered you to…"

"I'm not with my friends mom." Mrs. Stavros was completely silent on the other end, anticipating what Riley was going to say. "I'm with Zane." Riley could hear his mother sigh dramatically on the other end of the phone.

"Riley…"

"Is that gonna be a problem?" he said defensively, realizing that he should lower his voice because he was nearly screaming.

"Riley, this is just a phase." Riley rolled his eyes and tried to breathe in and out to keep himself from exploding into his mom's ear "Come home, we can fix this."

"I don't need to be fixed-"

"Riley!" Mrs. Stavros interrupted her son as a last resort, hoping that he would finally listen to her and take what she said into consideration. "Don't put shame on this family. Please. Let me help you." When Riley heard his mom pleading for a moment, he did feel bad. He began to feel that this entire situation was his fault and that maybe, there was something wrong with him. Maybe there was something that could change him back to 'normal'. But then he began to think about Zane, about all that they had gone through to get where they were now and all that he had gone through himself. Riley was completely destructive when he was trying to "fix" himself; destructive to himself and others. He didn't want to be that guy again.

"If you can't accept me," Riley began quietly "all of me, then… I'm not coming home." His mother was silent, so he continued, "I can't come home now ma. I hate who I have to be to make you happy." Riley waited for a while to see if his mom would respond. It took everything he had to finally admit how he felt and now, he almost regretted saying anything at all. "Mom?" Riley felt tears flowing down his cheeks as he realized that his mom had hung up. To him, it meant that she had made the decision to give him up; the son she thought she had known.