At exactly 7, the doorbell rang.

I sighed and went to open it, finding Matt...which was what I was afraid of. "Um...hi..." I said.

"Hey," he replied.

"Come in..." I said, and closed the door behind him.

"Where are we gonna go?" He asked.

"I don't know..somewhere where we can...talk..." I replied.

"Ummm...I think the other guys went to a movie, do you want to go back to our hotel?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied.

We got in his car and headed for the hotel. We were there in 10 minutes.

As we headed up to his room I started getting more and more nervous about what I was about to tell him. Finally, we were inside and sitting down, and it was time.

"So what do you want to talk about?" Matt asked.

"Umm..there's something that I need to tell you..." I started slowly.

"Sure, what is it? It's not bad is it?"

"Well...it could be...but it also could NOT be..."

"What is it?"

"Well...you know how I left New York over a year ago?"

"Yeah?"

"And you know how the night before I left..um...you know..?"

"Yeah?"

"There's been a...small outcome of that..."

"And what would that be?" He asked slowly and shakily, I think he knew what was coming.

I looked away before I said anymore. "His name is Cameron Reese," I said quietly.

"Oh, my God, Stacy, why didn't you tell me before?"

"I was too scared! I didn't know how you would react!"

"Stacy, you know I would support you in anything YOU do. But this is something that we BOTH did, and I'm going to back you up 100%."

"I'm so glad you understand." I said, giving Matt a hug.

"I'd do anything for you," Matt replied.