3 1/2 months ago...

Eric stands by Jason's locker. Just yesterday, Eric and Jason were at Jason's house, when suddenly, Jason's mother comes in Jason's bedroom unannounced, catching the two boy's kissing on the bed. After that, Eric was told by Jason's mother to leave.

This would be the first time that Eric has had the chance to talk to Jason since that happened.

Eric bites his bottom lip as he notices Jason up ahead. He was smiling and talking to a friend, Eric knew the guy, he was a mutual friend. Eric wondered what it was that they were discussing.

Just then, Mr. Feeny walks up. "Mr. Matthew, shouldn't you be going off to the buses. You know school is out, don't you?"

Eric turns to Feeny. Smiles half-heartily. "I'm just waiting for my mom, she's picking me up today." Eric replies.

Eric notices Jason staring over at them.

"I see. Well, have a nice day." Mr. Feeny replies.

"Thanks, Mr. Feeny. I hope you do too."

Jason waits acrossed the hall until Feeny leaves. He then proceeds to walk to where Eric stood.

"Eric, what are you doing here still?" Eric grabs Jason's hand.

"I need to talk to you. About what happened yesterday." Jason licks his lips, nervously.

"You know what happened. There's nothing to talk about."

"How can you say that? there's plenty to talk about, a hell of alot, actually." Eric swipes at his right eye.

Jason stands very uncomfortably. He knows what Eric's getting too. And he knows what he himself has to do. What he has to tell Eric. That after what happened yesterday. After his mother told his father what she saw. That his parents called his aunt, his aunt in New Jersey. And Jason was being forced to leave. Forced to be moving in with is Aunt, Jone. Jason was hoping he wouldn't have to see Eric. That he could just beable to leave without having to talk to him. He knew it would be painful. That it would hurt, but now that was not to be. Here they both stood. Infront of each other. Silence between them. At-least for the moment.

"Eric. I did not wanna have to tell you this. I didn't want to have to do this. But, I guess you give me no other choice. unless your going to leave? Can you leave, please. Just leave me be."

Eric stood there, shaking his head.

"I thought so."

Eric spoke up. "What are you not wanting to tell me?"

Jason exhales. "I'm leaving. This Friday, Eric" He confesses as he looks down to the floor.

"What do you mean your leaving. Leaving where? Why?"

"My parents want me to go live with my aunt Jone. In New Jersey."

Eric falls back on the lockers. A loud thud soon follows. Jason grabs Eric's hand. He pulls him in an unwanted hug. Eric felt numb. His eyes slowly starting to water.

"I've got to go. Eric, I'm sorry." Jason loosely lets go of Eric before looking back down towards the floor. He didn't want to have to see Eric when he started walking away. But he was, walking away and staring, for perhaps the last time. The love of his life.

Eric watched as Jason disappears around the corner. He hits his head on the hard cold steel of the school locker. Eric felt sick. He started running to the bathroom. But that particular bathroom was already locked up, the janitor was in there cleaning. So Eric had to go on the other side of the school. When he was running around the same corner that Jason had just left from, Eric noticed a crumbled up piece of paper on the floor. He quickly grabbed it, shoved it in his pocket and continued to go to the other bathroom before he hurled all over the floor.

Eric threw the paper towel in the trash. Wiping his mouth with his hand. He did not feel any better. Then he remembered the note. And he grabbed it out of his pocket. He wondered what it was. Probably just some test results or something of that nature. He didn't expect it actually be for him.

It read.

Just know that this was not what I wanted to do. At all. I love you so much, but my parents. They are forcing this upon me, upon us. I am crying as I write this. Please ignore the tear-drops if any that may stain the paper. I hope you can still beable to read what I'm writing here. Cause I am pouring my heart out to you. And I am trying to say I'm sorry. Because, I know you are gonna be hurt, confused, maybe even angry. But I love you. And like I said. I didn't want to leave you. If it was up to me. If only, it was. I love you... I love you, Eric so so much. Don't forget that. And don't forget what we've shared. Don't forget me. Remember me. And remember that I am being forced to say goodbye. Maybe in a few years, you could look me up. And we can start again. But until then. I have to do what my parents want. And they want this.

Eric quickly threw the paper in the trash bin. Anger boiling. He punched one of the lockers near him. He quickly grabbed his hurt fist. And the tears began spilling out all over again. This time he didn't hold back. He slid down on the floor. Curled up, his knees up near his chest and his arms wrapped around himself. Giving himself a hug, only if it was Jason's arms instead of his own. He sobbed, loud sobs. He didn't care if anyone saw, or heard. He just didn't care.

TBC