A/N: Ok so I got a lot of positive feedback on what I consider the worst chapter of this fic, but if you guys liked it I'm not going to complain. So basically I'm really not sure where to take this from here. I will try to keep it going, but I think that it will end up dying off in the next couple of chapters. I want to focus on my other fic, because I've got a ton of ideas running through my head of where to take that one. Now on with the chapter….

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Everything is just to much to handle anymore. My father hates me. My mother wants me to get along with him, and doesn't believe me when I tell her that there is no way he is going to want to do that. He wants me out of the house. I know he does, and if it weren't for Ma I probably would go. I really just want to be with Tim. I love him. We really have something. It is something stronger than anything I've ever felt. Sure I loved Dylan too, but this is even deeper than that. It is the deepest love I've ever felt.

His computer making a noise telling him he has an instant message interrupts Marco's thoughts. He reluctantly puts his thoughts to the back of his head, and walks over to see who it is. He isn't really in the mood to talk to anyone. He glances at the screen to see if it was someone worth dropping his thoughts that were headed in the direction of remembering his weekend with Tim. Indeed the message was from someone important it was Tim.

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Tim: Hey I can't stop thinking of you. What are you doing?

Marco: Hey I was just thinking about you too.

Tim: It sucks that we can't be together more. This weekend was great.

Marco: I hope that it isn't the last one we have like that.

Tim: Me either. I'm glad that we went away this weekend.

Marco: Believe me so am I. I wish that we could spend all of our time together. I think we could pull it off if it wasn't for ma. Ma is still set on papa and I working things out.

Tim: Yeah We could pull it off considering no one in my house gives a shit what I do. They all hate me. Mom isn't as bad as everyone else, but she doesn't help the situation at all.

Marco: I've got to go ma wants to talk. I love you.

Tim: I love you too.

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Marco turns and sees his ma already entering his room, and sitting on his bed. She pats the bed next to her gesturing that she wants Marco to join her. Marco glances at his computer screen and sees Tim's final message before turning the screen off, and joining his mother. She smiles lightly at him. He smiles back not sure why she hasn't started her lecture yet. Sure he doesn't want to hear it. He's heard it all before. It's been the same lecture for about a month now. Every night she comes into his room, and tells him how much he needs to work stuff out with his father, and that his father still does love him no matter what.

"Marco, I love you. I just don't know what has gotten into you lately." His mother says as her face falls into a bit of a frown.

"Ma, I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend to like it here. I love you, but I can't stand being in this house. I need to get out of here. I need to move away from papa." Marco says trying to keep his eyes locked on his mothers, but she quickly diverts her eyes to hide the tears that are welling up inside of them.

"I know it's hard Marco, and I'm sorry. Where would you go?" Mrs. Del Rossi asks not completely throwing out the possibility, but she still keeps her eyes focused on her lap rather than on Marco.

"I could get an apartment. I was planning on doing that next year anyways. I only have a few more weeks until I graduate. I can get an apartment, and a job. I don't want to have to depend on papa anymore. He hates me ma. I hope that one day we will be able to get through everything, but I don't think it's going to happen anytime soon." Marco says scooting closer to his mother and taking her hands into his own.

Mrs. Del Rossi looks up into Marco's eyes, and can see his needing to get out of the house. She doesn't want to let him go. Even if it's only a few months early, but she knows that it is what is best for him right now. "Ok Marco. I love you, and trust that you are doing the right thing, the thing that is going to make you the happiest. I will help you look for an apartment, and help you with rent."

"Ma…you don't have to do that," Marco says trying to reassure her that he can make it on his own.

"No, Marco if you do this I'm not going to let you do it on your own. I need to be able to help you. You're my son, and I love you." Mrs. Del Rossi says pulling Marco into a hug.

They sit like this for about an hour as Mrs. Del Rossi's tears soak into Marco's shirt. After Mrs. Del Rossi finally calms down she kisses Marco's fore head, and tells him good night before leaving him alone in his room with only his thoughts.

I want this no I need this. I need to break free of his house no I need to break free of Papa. I just can't believe Ma went along with it. I wonder what changed her mind. On Thursday she wanted me to not go out anymore, then I leave for the weekend and she thinks it's a good thing that I move out. This is way too much for my brain right now.

Marco gets up and goes to his bathroom that is adjoined to his room. He climbs into a hot shower to relax. After his shower he climbs out, and wraps a towel around his waist. He walks to his computer and turns it on. Glancing at the screen he sees that Tim is still on messenger, and was waiting to find out what happened. Marco smiled at how much Tim cared about him, and he sat down to explain the whole situation.

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The next day at school Marco and Tim are sitting on the steps talking about what happened with Marco's mom. They both weren't sure how to look at the situation. Everything that they had been hoping for was suddenly being placed in front of them. Was it to soon?

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A/N: It's a bit of a cliffhanger. Hope you liked it. I know it wasn't very action packed or anything, but I need it to set up some of the stuff that suddenly popped into my head! Thanks again, and don't forget to review!