A/N: Okay, well I hoped you liked the last chapter..and I hope you like this one too! Sorry its so late! Yeah, I'm like ranting about how much guys suck in this chapter because I just broke up with my boyfriend, so yeah. Oh, and don't ask why the name of this chapter is so weird. I just thought of something off the top of my head. Thanks for the reviews! They made me really happy to know you guys liked my story. Well keep reviewing and enjoy!

Merry Christmas/Hanukah/Kwanza/any thing else you celebrate!

Crashetburn- Okay, if you read my bio, you would see that I hate Sean and Emma together. Emma obviously still likes Sean a lot, and just because she kissed him doesn't make her a slut. She doesn't dress like a slut, and her boobs have nothing to do with it. And it's my story. I'm not trying to be mean, but maybe you should write your own story instead of criticizing other peoples'.

I know we just got here,

But I think its time to go.

I didn't want to believe it,

But now I know.

-Plain White T's

Sean's POV

This is going no where. If we can't handle a simple fight, how are we going to get through the rest of our lives? It's not even about the fact that I cheated on her, it's about the fact that she's not the same person anymore. I feel like I can't even talk to her anymore. Even before I told her that I was staying in Wasaga, we had an argument on the beach. I love her so much, but if we can't work this out, then I guess it really is over.

I haven't talked to her in 2 weeks, she's still mad at me. I said sorry, I told her that I didn't want to kiss Emma, what else am I supposed to do? I'm starting to think that I shouldn't have even come back here. I should have stayed in Wasaga beach.

Friday I came home from school and decided to walk to the park to clear my head. There's always a lot of people on Fridays. But it's mostly moms and their kids. I sat down on one of the benches and looked at same place me and Ellie would always come. I remember the night that she came over to my house, when her mom had almost lit the whole house on fire; we took a walk out here. I felt like I could tell her anything and that she would understand exactly what I meant. Like I could explain my whole life out for her and she would know what I meant. Now, I don't even know.

I was just thinking when I heard my cell phone ring. I took it out of my pocket and looked at the caller id. It was her. I didn't want to fight, so I didn't pick up. I just let it go on voicemail.

After a couple of hours just sitting there and thinking, I walked home. It was almost 8:30. I came home and the red button on my answering machine was blinking. I pressed it and took off my jacket. The first message was Ellie.

"Sean…we need to talk. We really need to talk. Please, call me back."

I just left it. I don't know why, lately I just want to be alone. I don't want anyone to bother me, and I don't want anything to do with anyone else. I was in no mood to fight tonight. The second message was pretty shocking, actually.

"Sean…its dad. Um, I don't know how to tell you this. Call me when you get back."

Wow, was he actually sober? I hadn't talked to either of my parents since I had told them about me going back here. I decided to call him back. I doubt he has anything good to say anyways, I thought. Boy, was I wrong.

"Hello?"

"Dad, it's Sean."

"Sean..."

"What's up?" I asked.

"I don't know how to say this, kiddo…Your mother passed away this weekend."

I was quiet for a few seconds, trying to comprehend what he had just told me.

"Don't joke with me, dad."

"I'm not joking. I'm sorry." he replied.

"Don't…don't mess with me about that stuff."

"I'm not, I'm so sorry, Sean."

I couldn't accept that fact. It just didn't make any sense to me. That the lady I saw only a couple of months ago would never come back. The lady who had sent me to Toronto for my own good, I would never see her again. I immediately felt horrible about leaving. It's crazy- when I go to Wasaga, I feel bad about leaving Toronto…when I go to Toronto, I feel bad about leaving Wasaga.

"Does Tracker know?" I asked.

"Yeah, I called him."

"Ok. If I leave right now, i'll get there late. So, i'll leave tomorrow afternoon. I'll be there around 1 or 2."

"Sure. Sean, be careful."

"I will." I replied.

"I love you kiddo."

"You too."

I hung up the phone and got my backpack. I put a few shirts, pants, and hats that I was going to take. I looked at the calendar on the wall and I saw a circle around the number 15. Today's the 12th, I thought. My student welfare check would be coming in the mail on the 15th. I couldn't leave it in my mailbox. Who would take it for me?

I knew one person.

I got up and dialed her number. I know it was a big favor, considering what we were going through. But I needed someone.

"Hey" she said.

"Hi. I kinda need a favor."

"Okay…what?"

"Um, i'm going to Wasaga Beach tomorrow, and my student welfare check is coming in the mail on Friday. Can you hold it for me?" I asked.

"…you're leaving?"

"I don't know. For now, I know that i'm going away for a week. Uh..my mom passed away last weekend."

"Sean…i'm so sorry."

"No…no, it's fine. It's just that i'm losing every fucking person that ever meant anything to me."

"We could work this out later." she said.

"Do you want to come over?"

"Now?"

"Yeah. I'm leaving tomorrow…"

"Okay, well i'll see if Ash could take me. I'll see you soon."

"Bye."

Ellie's POV

I don't know what's going to happen tonight. I can't believe how calm he was on the phone. As much as I dislike my mom, I don't know what I would do if she died.

I put on a sweater and jeans and Ashley got her car started. At one point, I wanted to turn back and not go, but I knew Sean was counting on me. The least I could do is give him one less thing to stress about.

I got out of Ash's car and slowly walked to his door. I rang the doorbell and waited for him to answer the door.

He opened the door and I could tell this was really bothering him.

"Hey" he said.

"Hey" I came inside and sat on the couch. "How are you?"

"I don't know. I really don't know anything anymore." he sat on the couch next to me and put his head in his hands. I moved closer to him and put my arm around him.
"I don't want to fight. I don't care who said what, and i'm sorry for what I did, but I don't want to fight tonight." he said as he lifted his head and he'd been crying. I didn't know what to say. I've never been in this kind of situation. I hugged him.

"This is all my fault. I should have never left Wasaga Beach" he said.

"It's not your fault. Sean, don't think like that. It's not your fault."

"If I hadn't come back, she wouldn't have been dead."

"You don't know that. This isn't your fault, don't blame yourself. You didn't do anything wrong" I answered.

"I must be doing something wrong for everything to be so screwed up like this. First, you hate me, now my mom dies. Just tell me if i'm doing something wrong because my life is falling apart."

The phone rang and neither of us wanted to get up and get it. We both knew it would be more bad news.

"Do you want me to get it?" I asked. He nodded and I got up and walked towards the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey…Ellie. It's Tracker."

"Oh, hi Tracker. Uh, Sean told me what happened. I'm really sorry."

"Thanks. Where is Sean?" he asked.

"He's right here. Do you want to talk to him?"

"Yeah." he replied. I gave the phone to Sean and he kinda gathered himself up for a second.

"Tracker…yeah…uh, tomorrow...okay…ok…no…ok, bye." He hung up. He sounded so calm, just like how he sounded talking to me. And it was only a couple of seconds ago that he was crying. I know the real him. The way he tries to sound so tough on the phone, and the way he can break down and cry in front of me. The only other time i've seen him cry is when we went to Wasaga and he told his parents what happened. I sat down on the couch.

"Okay, we need to get something straight here. I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I might say it if i'm really pissed at you, but i'll never honestly mean it."

I looked at the clock. It was 10:45. I had promised myself not to leave too late because I didn't want to call Ash really late. God, I need to get a car, I thought. I got up and got my jacket.

"I have to go soon" I said.

"Ellie…can you come with me tomorrow?"

"What?"

"Please…I need you to come with me to Wasaga Beach. I can't do this alone."

"Sean…I think this is more of a family thing."

"It doesn't matter. El, you're the only one that understands me. Please…"

"…Fine, i'll come." I took off my jacket and took my phone out of my pocket.

"Uh…how am I gonna get my stuff?" I asked.

"I'll take you."

I dialed Ash's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ash…uh, I know this kinda sudden, but i'm going to Wasaga Beach tomorrow with Sean, so i'm just gonna come over to pick up a couple of things…"

"What?"
"Yeah."

"Why?" she asked.

"I'll tell you later."

"Okay, well i'm probably gonna be awake until like 12."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"Sure…see ya."

"Bye."

I put on my jacket-once again- and walked out the door. Ashley's house is much closer then mine. It only took 5 minutes.

Ashley greeted me and Sean. I walked to Ash's room and took my backpack. Everything was already almost packed. In the corner of my eye I saw a black CD case. I didn't want to take it, but I did.

Ashley walked in and closed the door.

"So tell me…what's going on?" she asked.

"His mom died last weekend."

"Wow…how is he taking it?"

"He's trying to act tough, but I know him. He's not taking it too well." I replied.

"So, is he thinking about going back for good?"

"I don't think so. I think he's just going to be there for a week or two."

"Well, give him time. I'm sure he'll be better soon, just give him time."

"Ash…thanks for everything. You're like the best person in the world." I said.

"You're welcome."

"Ready?" Sean asked.

"Yeah." I put on my shoes and jacket. It was really cold outside.

I hugged Ashley. "Again, thanks for everything, Ash. I owe you."

I don't know what it's gonna be like tomorrow, but I know one thing. It's gonna be really awkward. I've never met either of his parents.

We were gonna leave around 12, so we'd get there around 2. I was way too nervous to sleep. Would Sean's dad like me? I only got 5 hours of sleep that night. Actually, that more sleep i've gotten for a while. I was thinking about this all night.

I remembered something and got up and looked at my pocket calendar. There was a circle around the 14th. I got dressed and put a note on the door for Sean.
I walked a couple of blocks to the pharmacy and luckily, they were open. I picked out a few things and left.

When I got back, Sean was awake.

"Where did you go?" he asked.

"I left you a note. I had to go to the pharmacy."

"For…"

"Stuff."

"Like…"

I sighed. There's just some things that guys don't need to know about.

"Like Midol so I don't drive you crazy this weekend."

"Thank God…" he laughed and kissed the top of my head.

"So, I guess we're feeling better?"

"….Don't get your hopes up."

"Well, I also got magazines. For the train."

"Thanks. Oh, and remind me to call Craig to hold my welfare check?"

"No problem. I'll go get ready." I replied.

I really didn't have to get ready. I already had all my things already packed. I just grabbed my backpack and we left.

"Wasaga beach, train 5. Here are your tickets." The lady at the ticket booth said. We came into the train and there was hardly anyone there. It didn't surprise me. Who would want to go to the beach in the middle of December?

In the middle of the ride, I was hungry, tired, and only awake on 5 hours of sleep, so I put my head on his shoulder

At that was the first time I've slept for 3 hours straight.

When I woke up, Sean was asleep too. The conductor made an announcement that we would be there in 10 minutes, so I woke Sean up.

The train stopped and we got out. Almost instantly, Sean knew his way around everything. He knew where to go and how to get there. It was almost like second nature to him. I've lived in Toronto for almost 4 years and I still get lost.

I recognized the street and Sean's house when we got there.

Flashback

"I told them everything."

"Let's get you out of here."

"Ellie…look I don't know…"

"Your, your staying, aren't you. Sean, please. I, I love you."

"I love you too. But Ellie…"

"Well, when are you coming back?"

"Yo, Cameron, get in the car."

"Staying. I'm staying. Look for the first time in my life, I need to be here. With my parents. To deal."

"You sure about this?...Ok, man. See ya."

End of flashback

"You okay?" Sean asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Sean walked up and knocked on the door. His dad came to the door and at first, they just kind of stared at each other. Like they were trying to reconnect. Like they were mad at each other, but they finally put their differences aside and hugged each other. I really didn't think I should come. I was only here because Sean needed me. I felt like this was more of a father-son thing.

"Uh, dad, this is my girlfriend Ellie." He said.

"Hello Ellie. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Cameron."

His house wasn't too big. It was nice, though. There were a lot of pictures everywhere. I would have never guessed it to be like this. Sean's description was way off.

Sean's room was pretty empty, because he had already taken everything with him to Toronto. With the exception of a couple of pictures on the dresser. I picked them up and looked at them. There was a picture of him, Tracker, his mom and his dad. Sean was probably about 12 or 13.

"Aww, this is cute. When was this?" I asked. He took the picture out of my hand and looked at it.

"That was Tracker's birthday. We went out all day and that was the day I broke my arm."

"You broke your arm? Doing what?"

"I don't remember." He laughed.

I looked at the rest of the pictures. I guess he had left them here when he left for Toronto. There weren't any pictures of all of them together after the one of Tracker's birthday; there were pictures of Tracker and Sean, but no pictures of them all together. That's probably when they sent him away, I thought. And last but not least, a picture of him and Emma. I stared at it for a little while and just put all the pictures down.

He tried to change the subject. "Hey, do you want to come with me to the beach for a little while?"

"You know it's the middle of December, right? You'll like freeze to death." I replied.

"Who cares? Wear a sweater." I sighed and got a sweater out of my bag.

"Dad, we're going to the beach for a little while." he said.

"Okay. Be back soon."

"We will."

I could tell that Sean was getting really dirty looks from everyone. I guess he was known as the guy who deafened a kid in one ear. He was really trying hard not to care. It got to a point where even I wanted to tell them all to shut up. They didn't know anything about him. I hate people like that.

We walked along the beach until Sean found a spot to sit, right by the boardwalk. We sat down and he put his arm around me. There was this weird silence between us for like 20 minutes.

"Every summer, we would come down here. Right here. We'd spend at least one whole day at the beach." He started to cry.

"Sean…don't cry. That's not gonna solve anything. You have to think of it like she's happier now."

"I know. But I feel guilty."

"Why? You didn't do anything wrong." I replied.

"I didn't tell them I was leaving. I just kinda packed my things and disappeared."

"Well, you don't have to live under your parents' rule. You're an adult."

"Yeah…but, I don't know."

"I don't really know what to say, Sean. I've never been in this kind of situation. I guess you just have to think about it differently-don't think about the bad times, think about the good times." I hugged him. "So don't be upset, okay?"

He nodded. "Thanks for everything."

"Your welcome." It'd been 2 hours that we had been at the beach. We just stayed there and stared at the waves crashing in and out.

After a while, he broke the silence. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I asked.

"For leaving you…for kissing Emma…for everything I ever did."

"I don't want to fight with you, Sean. But you have no idea how much what you did hurt me. It made me feel like everything you said was a lie."

"I never would do anything to hurt you. You have to believe me when I say that. I didn't lie about those things. I love you, Ellie."

"I love you too."

Who knew 3 little words could mean so much to a person? Certainly not me.

"We should get going." He said getting up.

"Yeah."

We started to walk when I noticed a group of guys about our age staring at Sean. One of them came up to Sean, and he let go of my hand.

"Cameron, what happened, man? We thought you were gone for good."

"Yeah, uh, I'm here for a little while." He replied.

"You should hang with us before you leave."

"Whatever." Sean noticed that the guy was staring at me with one of those '… and who are you?' looks.

"Uh, Mike, this is Ellie. Ellie, this is Mike, my friend." I did something like a half-smile. The 2 other guys came up.

"So, why are you leaving?" one of them asked.

"Dude, isn't it obvious? He misses his girlfriend." The other one replied gesturing to me. I'm not staying here, I thought. I mean, even Jay was nicer to me.

"Uh, Sean, I'm gonna go." I told him.

"Ellie, wait…"

"No, it's fine. I'll see you later." I said, leaving. It was almost 8 o'clock at night. The same guy who said that he had to take me home, even at 3 in the afternoon, let me walk home alone somewhere I didn't know at 8 at night. What a hypocrite.

I went back to Sean's house and his dad was sitting on the couch.

"Where's Sean?" he asked.

"Oh, he saw a few of his friends at the beach. I guess he's coming home later."

"Okay, well I'm going to go to sleep. You, just make yourself right at home. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

It surprises me why Sean used to hate his parents so much. His dad seems really nice. Then again, they were always drunk.

I turned on the TV. Nothing to watch-how typical. There's never anything to watch. There's never anything to do.

I tried going to sleep but it was only 9. I just layed down on the couch, but Sean came back a couple of minutes later.

"So…how long until you'll ever talk to me again?" I got up and headed towards Sean's room.

"Goodnight Sean."

Sean's POV

Well, she's talking to me at least. She didn't even seem that mad. But just in case, I slept on the couch that night. I don't even know what I did wrong. Is it my fault that my friends are jerks?

When I woke up, everyone was asleep, except Ellie. She's always awake before me. And, plus, I could hear her walking around my room. I got up and knocked on the door.

"Ellie…I need my stuff." She opened the door and gave me my bag.

"Wait…El, are you ever going to talk to me?"

"I'll talk to you. I'm not even that mad. I just don't understand why you have to be such an asshole in front of your friends." She said.

"What did I do? I told you to wait, but you just left."

"What was I supposed to do? I don't like being talked about right in front of my face."

"They don't know you."

"So that makes it right?"

"No. It doesn't. But if they get to know you, and you get to know them, they wouldn't do that. Tonight, we're going out . They invited you too. You can come if you want, it's no big deal." I told her.

"Who's going to be there?"

"The guys you met last night." I sighed.

"I don't know."

Ellie's POV

I went back into the room and picked up my phone. I dialed Ash's number since I had promised to call her.

"Hello?" she said.
"Ash, hey."

"Hey Ellie! How's Wasaga?"

"Uh…okay. Ash…I think me and Sean are gonna break up soon."

"What? You guys just got back together. What happened?" she asked.

"I don't know. It's like all we do is fight more than any couple should."

"El, Craig and me used to fight constantly. You guys fight so much because you're so alike."

"Yeah, but I don't know. I feel like its just adding to a big fight that's gonna make up break up."

"Ok, I don't think you should break up with him. I mean, it's your choice. But you guys are so perfect for each other. I'm just saying, if you really want to break it off, just think about it."

"Ok."

"All right, now my mom is making me take Toby to some dumb anime convention or something so I have to go."

"See ya later, Ash."

"Bye."

I hung up. Should I really break up with him? I love him, but sometimes I feel like all we do is argue. Something has to be done about this.

"I'll come with you tonight." I said to Sean.

"What made you change your mind?"

"I don't know."

"Okay, well we have to be there around 6…so start getting ready…uh, now?" he said teasingly.

"Excuse me, I do not take a long to get ready."

"That's what you think."

"That's because all you have to do is just put clothes on. I have to do my hair, makeup and pick out something to wear."

"Yeah, and it takes out more than 5 hours." he said. I rolled my eyes. Okay, maybe I do take a while to get ready. But I don't take that long.

Sean's friend picked us up. I still didn't know anyone, so I didn't say anything to either of them. I really think that Sean becomes a different totally different person when he's with his friends. He turns into this person that I don't even know.

We got to a club and got a table. I recognized one of the guys from the beach, and Sean introduced me to the others. I didn't care that much, I just wanted to get the night over with.

I guess I kinda felt left out of everything. I shouldn't have gone. It was like I didn't know anyone except for Sean and he was too busy talking to his friends. And, okay, maybe I was a little jealous. But I just didn't know what to do.

"Uh, Sean, I'm going to go to the bathroom" I told him.

"Ok."

I got up and started walking when I saw 2 of Sean's friends sitting at a different table by the bar. But the worst thing is what they were saying about me.

"Dude…did you see Sean's girl? He's pretty stupid, moving all the way back to Toronto just for her. What a waste of time. Unless she's easy or something, I don't get why he would go back."

"I guess so. You can kind of tell she's a whore."

And I didn't listen to the rest. I was about to explode. These people don't know me, they don't know anything about me, and already were judging me. I wanted to go home, I wanted to leave Wasaga Beach. Basically, there's no way to describe how I felt.

Sean's POV

I was actually having a pretty good time. It was definitely what I needed to get my mind off of everything that's been happening. But that all changed when Ellie came back and she'd been crying.

"Let's go home" She sobbed.
"El, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to go home."

I took her hand and took her outside, away from all the loud music and people.

"Okay, now what happened?" I didn't want to upset her. I didn't want to make her cry even more. I know that Ellie's a strong girl, and even though it doesn't seem like it, it takes a lot for her to cry.

"I don't know…those guys were talking about me. It's no big deal."

"Who?" I asked.

"Your friends."

"What did they say?"

"They don't think that you should have come back to Toronto, and you only did because I'm a whore or something like that."

I didn't know what to say. All I knew was that someone was going to get their ass kicked tonight.

"Okay, show me who said that."

"No…Sean, don't."

"I just want to know."

"Those guys by the bar." She replied. I walked inside and found who Ellie had been talking about.

"Hey buddy, let's have a chat outside." I told him. He was sort of drunk, but still at the point where he knew what he was doing.

"What's up?" he asked.

"I'll tell you what's up. You made a girl fucking cry because you had to be an asshole tonight. You don't know anything about her, so you have no fucking right to talk about her like that. You don't talk about her or about any other girl like that. And if you, I swear I will beat the crap out of you because you have no idea how much that girl means to me. You don't even think about anything like that because you don't know crap about her. Man, it's not a fucking mystery why don't get dates."

Maybe I took it too far, since it took 3 guys to get me off of him. I guess he got the message.

"You told me you wouldn't…" she said.

"I was pissed. No one should talk about you like that. Especially when they don't know anything about you."

"People who don't even know I was raped know that I'm easy." She muttered.

"That's not true."

"Yes it is."

"Ellie…"

"Forget it. Forget I ever said anything."

"We're going home." I said. We started walking when Mike caught up with us.

"Cameron…where are you going? It's your party, man." He said.

"Yeah? And you could thank Jake for making this night so great."

"What the hell happened?"

"Ask him. I'm out of here."

Preview for Next Chapter

Ellie turned around. "What are we going to do?" she asked, worried.

"Um, dude, I know it's none of my business, but are you aware that you just made the biggest fucking mistake in your whole life?"