Dylan walked to his door and opened it. At first he didn't see anything, but then he looked down
to where Marco was sitting, now putting his book away.

"Marco!" Dylan exclaimed, surprised. "What are you doing here?:

Marco looked him strait in the eyes. "I can't stay with Sean and Ellie for the next week because Sean's social worker person is dropping in to check on the living situation. I was wondering if you'd let me stay here."

Dylan smiled at him. "Ofcourse Marco. I was actually gonna call and invite you over to stay as long as you need. Grab your stuff and come in."

Marco picked up his stuff and followed Dylan to his bedroom. Dylan took his things and placed them in the closet. He turned to ask Marco how he was, but was cut off by being pushed into a wall and kissed forcefully.  He kissed back with all his might and they ended up on the bed within minutes. Dylan was ontop of Marco and working on taking his shirt off when the phone rang.

"Damnit!" Dylan said into Marco's mouth while getting up and answering the phone. "Hello?... Oh, hi Mrs. del Rossi... Yeah, I'm great.. Marco is here, would you like to speak withi him? Ok, here he is."

Dylan passed the phone to Marco and shot him an "I'm sorry love" look. Marco asked him to leave so he coudl have a pricate convo with his mother. Dylan went to the kitchen and sat down at his table. Before he knew it he had a paper and a pen infront of him and he was writing a letter.

Dylan and Marco slept together that night, but Dylan had to go to parctice early in the morning so he woke and left Maroc with a note and the letter. He got to the staduim and changed out with his team mates, ready to kick some major ass.

Marco woke about half an hour later and found the letter next to his head.

"I don't know what you go through every single day. I don't know the way people at school treat you without me around, I don't know the wasy your parents act when I'm not around. But I do know the way you act when I'm around. You act happier than I've ever seen you (stalker here, I watch you shower!!!) and I love that. I love that I can be the one to make you happy, the one to make you stronger. I love you.

I can honestly say my life wouldn't be any better or any worse without you. Without meeting you, I probably would have moved on to another guy and would have had similarily good times, but I would have missed out on the feelings that you gave me.. the love for you. So, I can't make a decision on that.

Marco, I'd love to be your pillar, holding you up during the storm, but I can't always do that and, as much as it hurts, I realize that. Just, when you need me I'm here. I love you.

Always and Forever,

Dyl."

Marco felt tears begin to grace his eyes. It'd been so long since he cried that he was surprised when the first one fell. Soon the tears began too pour as he just sat there, thinking of everything that'd happened and all he felt. Dylan's pillow became soaked with salty tears and Marco began to choke out sobs. He ran to the bathroom and started to heave. Suddenly he passed out, and lay sprawled on the floor until Dylan came home...

Dylan stuffed the last of his equipment into his SUV and was getting ready to drive home when a teammate came up.

"Hey Dylan!"

"Oh, hey Andrew, what's happening?"

"Nothing much, us guys are going to the Dot for a bite. You wanna come?"

"Sure, man. Lets go."

Dylan hung out with his teammates for an hour before he went home. He walked in, flipped on the lights and called out to Marco. He didn't hear any reponse, so he just went to the bathroom to pee. He walked in and saw Marco, then began to shake. He fell on his knees next to Marco, and began to shake him back and forth. "Marco.. Marco baby please wake up!" A tear slid down his cheek and landed on Marco's lips. He groaned and opened his eyes. "What happened...? Dyl, why aren't you at practice?"

Dylan breathed a sigh of relief and kissed his love gently on the forehead. Then he picked him up and brought him back to bed. Dylan wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and let him cry into his shirt. Marco let out uncontrollable sobs and incoherent mumbles. Dylan kissed him and held his chin up to look him in the eyes.

"Marco.. I need you to tell me what happened to you.. What's been going on? Is there something I need to know about?"

Marco looked at Dylan with pleeding eyes, begging him not to make him talk. Dylan stared into his eyes wiht a determination he'd never seen before. He let out a sigh and began to talk.

"Yes, Dylan, I do need to tell you something...."

OOOOHH CLIFFY!!! OH YAH Ok, all of you reviewers who want more chapters, you will have your wish! I will make this longer, with plot twists and everything... Next chapter preview...

"Marco... I wunderstand why you did that, but I don't understand why you hid it from me, or why you are so afraid that I'll never forgive you, bur you need to understand too. I'm hurt, yes, but I know what it's like to be in that position that you're in."

"I know Dyl, but I was scared... I mean, it wasn't my fault, my Pa made me."

Dylan stroked the younger boys cheek and placed a kiss on his lips.

"I'll never leave you for this, kay? I promise to be there through out this whole dilemna."

Good enough teaser? I hope so! Because the next chapter will be kick ass to me. May go to R.. I don't know.