A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I kind of took a poll based on the reviews, and some of you may be disappointed as to the ending of this fic. I hope you like anyways. Read on, and don't forget to review!

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Seeing Dylan again had done a lot for Marco. In the few minutes that they shared on that park bench everything mad sense to him. He realized what he had done, how to fix it, where to go from there, and whom he ultimately wanted to be with.

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Marco aloud Dylan to walk him home. They walked close enough to touch, but they never did. Dylan knew Marco was with Tim and that Marco didn't want to cheat in any way on him and he respected that. After all it took over a year for Dylan to even get Marco to acknowledge him again.

He has changed so much. He is still the sweet, kind, sexy Italian that I fell in love with, but he has been through more than anyone else I've ever met in my life. Yet he still is going. Weakening with each day, but I can help him with that. I've always been a great support system and even if we can't be more, at least we can be friends again. God he looks so great. Sad actually suits him, but not as much as being happy does.

They reach Marco's doorstep and sit down. Once again Marco isn't ready to go deal with his father.

"You know that I'm here for you right?" Dylan asks as he places his hand nonchalantly on Marco's thigh.

Marco casually takes Dylan's hand into his own and interlaces their fingers. He smiles over at Dylan.

"I know, and I'm glad" Marco replies leaning his head on Dylan's shoulder.

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Ok this is wrong. I know it is wrong. I should break up with Tim before I do this, but I'm with the man that I love. Dylan's my soul mate, and Tim…well Tim was just an experiment, an experiment to see if I could actually be with someone other than Dylan. I guess I could to a certain extent, but the sex did change everything with Tim. It made me realize that I'm not a strong support system for him, and he isn't a strong support system from me. We both need strong support system behind us in a relationship. Dylan can be that for me. I know he can, he has before. Dylan smells so good. He really is the same guy I always loved.

Marco removes his head from Dylan's shoulder. Dylan looks over at him in a quizzical way, but is greeted with a kiss. He smiles as they pull apart.

Everything between us is going to work out. Look at him, look at us. Marco and I are really perfect for each other. We are perfect together.

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Tim is sitting in his bedroom on the floor where he and Marco spent so may hours. He has a piece of paper in his hands and tear streaks down his face. He begins to shred the paper before him. He throws it on the floor and pulls his knees up to his chest placing his head against them and crying.

Why does everyone I love always end up rejecting me? I though we had something good. I thought he wasn't like Dylan, but he is. He is so much like him. I can't believe that he was cheating on me with Dylan. I wonder how long it's been going on. Honestly he is such an asshole. God I want out of here, I want out of this house, out of Degrassi, out of this world.

Tim continues to sit there and cry on the floor remembering his time with Marco, and wondering where he went wrong.

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Marco and Dylan sit on the porch for a while in complete silence, just enjoying being together. They were enjoying the silence when Dylan's cell phone rang.

"Hey Paige," Dylan says rolling his eyes as he answers the phone.

"I'm kind of busy actually can't you find another ride home?"

"No, I'll be there, just give me about 15 minutes."

"15 minutes isn't going to kill you."

"Bye!"

Dylan hung up the phone and turned to Marco.

"Sorry, I've got to go pick Paige up from Spirit Squad. I'll call you later though." Dylan says squeezing Marco's hand that he is still holding.

"Ok, I think I need to go look for Tim. He is going to hate me," Marco says more to himself than to Dylan.

"I'm sure everything will work out." Dylan says pulling Marco into a comforting hug. "Do you want a ride to his house or anything?"

"Sure, I should at least go in and tell Ma where I'm going though. I'll be right back," Marco says standing up from his position so close to Dylan.

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Marco approaches Tim's bedroom window. The curtains are opened so he takes a look inside. He can see Tim curled up on the floor and a bunch of paper around him. He isn't sure what the paper is, but he can tell that Tim is crying.

He taps on the window like he had so many other nights. Tim glanced at the window but just shrugged it off. He didn't feel like talking to Marco at the moment. Marco took out his cell and called Tim's. The phone rings about 6 times before it goes to Tim's voice mail.

"Hey it's Tim leave me a message and I'll get back to you." Tim's recorded voice plays into Marco's ear.

"Damn it Tim we need to talk please open the window or call me back or something. I'm not going home until you talk to me." Marco says to Tim's voicemail.

Tim knew that it was Marco, and checked the message. He glared out the window at Marco while he listened to the message, but opened the window.

"What do you want? I know that you were cheating on me. So what else is there to talk about?" Tim asks tears forming in his eyes again.

"Cheating on you? What are you talking about?" Marco says in confusion.

"I saw you in the park on the bench with Dylan. I saw you guys on the park bench wrapped up in each other's arms. I'm not fucking stupid. You never loved me like you said you did. You only wanted me for sex, and when you got it you were done with me." Tim says trying to control his tears but between the anger and sadness it was nearly impossible.

"Tim, I do love you. I just I love Dylan more. I wasn't cheating on you. I haven't seen Dylan in almost a year until today. He showed up at the park. It was a bench that we both frequent, and I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before this. I was confused about everything, and he helped me figure it out. I know that I probably should have talked to you about it, but you weren't really letting me talk about it. Just accusing me of using you for sex. Which I wouldn't do, not in a million years would I do that to you or to anyone for that matter. I do love you, and weather or not you realize it is up to you. I do however think that the best thing for you and I is to break up. We are both too weak to be a support system for each other. You deserve to have someone that is emotionally stable, and well lets be honest here, that is definitely not me." Marco says all of this without Tim even trying to interrupt him.

"I'm sorry for pushing you away today. I just…I don't know I thought the worst, and I guess that thinking the worst is how I ended up getting the worst so it is my fault that this is the out come. I didn't really think that you would use me just for sex. I still love you, but I know what you mean about neither of us being emotionally fit for the other one. I hope that everything will work out for you, and for us. I mean I hope that we remain friends."

Tim says this without actually looking at Marco. He is scared to actually be admitting that he was too immature for Marco. He knows that that is what it is basically turning into, and he hates that about him. He hates to think that he is the reason that they are breaking up for good, but knows deep down that he is.

"Good-Bye Tim," Marco says before turning and walking away from Tim's window for the last time. Everything in his life was going to work out. It was all going to fall into place. He had his soul mate, his support system, and his lover back and wasn't going to let him ever go again.

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The End! Lol I know you are all probably hating the way I ended that, but I actually kind of like it! Please don't forget to review on this chapter thanks!