The next morning Lily and Ray packed up their stuff. They hadn't said much since last night. Lily was folding her blanket and Ray finished stuffing the tent back in its box.

She stopped and looked at him. "Ray?"

He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. "Hm?"

"I."

He waited.

"I love you too."

**

"Travis." Robbie said.

He looked at Robbie and then at me. He glanced down at my unzipped jeans and then looked back at Robbie.

"What ar-"

Travis raised a hand. "Don't.." and walked out.

I looked at Robbie as I zipped my jeans back up.

He shook his head. "I don't know."

I sighed. I didn't know what to do. I desperately wanted to go after Travis but I couldn't turn my back on Robbie like that.

"I can't leave it like this, Robbie."

He gave me a short, small, fake smile.

"He's your friend too."

"He's going to take you away from me"

"That's your main concern? Not the fact that he probably hates us right now?"

"And why is the reason he would hate us? Because we were about to-"

I walked out. I didn't want to fight with him about this. I knew going after Travis was probably wrong because of what was going on with Robbie but I couldn't help it.

I walked to the park. Travis was sitting on the grass with his back against one of the park benches.

I slowly walked over and sat down next to him.

"Don't walk away." I said, praying he wouldn't.

"I shouldn't have come back."

"No, Travis, don't say that."

"What were you doing with him?" he looked at me.

I looked at him. I couldn't say anything.

He nodded and looked back out over the park. He wasn't mad, I could see that in his eyes. He was hurt.

"Travis."

"No, it was my fault right?" he said with a soft voice. "I was the one who left, and I was crazy to think that you'd wait to see if I came back."

I said nothing, how could I? I felt like I didn't have to justify my relationship with Robbie to him. After all, he was right. It was good that I had moved on, but now that he was here with me, I couldn't stand that I was hurting him.

"I just.." He sighed. "I loved you." He looked at me briefly and stood up and walked away.

After a few moments I walked back to the studio. Robbie wasn't there but everything had been left on. I grabbed my jacket and my purse and turned everything off and left. I started walking home.

"I'm not talking to you about this." I herd Travis say.

I turned around and him and Robbie were talking in the park. They were standing face to face, almost yelling at each other.

"Travis, lets talk about this, please?"

"No, Robbie, I'm not going to fight about this. After seeing you.." He sighed and shook his head.

"You still have feelings for her." Robbie said, trying to sound sincere.

"It doest matter, your with her now right?" Travis said, annoyed.

I felt horrible. I slowly walked up to them.

"Guys."

They didn't look away from each other but both said 'what'.

"Don't fight about this."

They just stared at each other. Travis took a deep breath, but didn't let it out and barley moved his head and walked away.

Robbie sighed and looked at me.

I guess I gave him somewhat of a look because he said,

"He's the one who left"

"Robbie!"

"What?"

"He's your friend!"

"And he's your ex"

"So you're going to choose some girl over him?"

"Your not 'some girl'"

I got frustrated and shook my head at him and left. I walked away from the park, away from Robbie. I didn't want to go home. I wanted someone to talk to. Lily was with Ray and Travis and Robbie were an obvious no.

I walked to Mickey's. Somehow this place always seemed to be open. I ordered a latte and sat down in front of the fire. I slouched back in the chair. I closed my eyes. I wanted to cry. I felt like a young boy who was confused about his sexuality.

"Hey" I herd behind .e

I turned and looked. I sighed and turned back around.

"Travis. I don't think this is so good, us talking."

"Why not, you and Robbie seemed to be doing more than just talking."

"Don't, that's not fair and you know it."

"Yeah... I know." He pointed at the seat next to me and raised his eyebrows.

I shrugged.

"Thanks." He said in a sarcastic tone.

I watched him put his bag down and his drink on the table. He sat down next to me and put his feet against the table and looked at the fire. I kept my eyes on his face, and I knew he knew I was watching him. I couldn't look away. I desperately wanted to crawl over and sit in his lap and lay my head on his shoulder. I wanted him to kiss my head and hold me.

It had taken so much effort to move on from him. He didn't deserve me anymore. But it wasn't his fault he left me. I knew that but part of me, and mainly to get over him, had to blame him for leaving. Robbie had been there for me, even when Travis was here, Robbie had always been there for me. But one look was all it would take for me to completely shut the door on Robbie.

He looked at me.

I looked away.

"Megan. I'm sorry."

I paused. Didn't say anything for a moment. "For what?" I finally asked.

"This whole triangle thing. If I could go back I would but I-"

"Don't say that."

He sighed. "I don't want you to be upset, and I don't want to see Robbie upset either."

I moved a little closer to him.

"It took me so long Travis."

"I am still."

I closed my eyes. I felt a hole open up in my chest.

"Be with Robbie."

"I don't know if I can be faithful to him."

"Now that I'm here?" he asked with a smile, jokingly.

I smiled. "No. I didn't really have feelings for Robbie; it was just the fact that he was someone to have. But now all this, I cant just turn away from him. I completely used him."

"No, you were just."

I raised my eyebrows, finally someone could tell me.

"I don't know."

I didn't think he did.

"Exactly. This is my fault."

He didn't say anything.

"You two are friends, have been for years. Who am I to come in here and do this?"

"Its not your fault." Another voice from behind us answered.

We both turned around and Robbie was standing there. His eyebrows raised and his hands in his pockets.