Troy's Point of View:

These last few months have been some of the most enjoyable times that I've ever spent. I had the greatest friends that any guy like me could ask for, I get to live in one of my best friends' house, and most of all, I'm in love with the most beautiful person in the whole wide world. And nothing or no one is going to change it.

I thought silently to myself before I started to feel my eyes grow heavy as I drifted off into sleep; Chad's light snoring that came from the other side of the bed making a lasting impression in my ears.

I woke up the next day to Chad's arm wrapped around my upper body. He's been doing it so much lately that I've just gotten used to it. I just wished it was Ryan to be there when I wake up; but I still loved Chad for being there for not only me, but for Ryan as well. I disengaged myself from Chad's grip and headed towards the bathroom to do my usual morning habits.

After my shower, I stepped out of Chad's bathroom; a huge cloud of steam followed close behind me. I went over to the cabinet where I had placed my clothes since living at Chad's was practically a second home.

I slipped on a pair of jeans and a fresh shirt when Chad started to stir. I turned around to find a sleepy-eyed bum. Since living with Chad, he was not a morning person.

"Morning." Chad managed to say through a large yawn.

"Hey. You rest well?" My question sounded pretty redundant since I've asked it every morning for the last few months. And Chad always replied with the same response.

"Good. As long I'm next to my best friend." He trudged over to the bathroom and started to freshen himself up.

I had just gotten a pair of socks on when Chad poked his head out of the bathroom door; toothbrush and toothpaste foam surrounding his mouth.

"You have a voicemail by the way. I heard your phone beep last night." He said as I heard him go back towards the sink and gargle his spit.

I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and saw a small alert on the main screen.

1 New Voicemail.

I pressed the call button and inputted my password. The automated voice prompted me.

Yesterday at 12:37 PM:

Hey Troy. It's mom. I've already settled everything with your father and we would really like you to come home so we can discuss this new found, thing. We have set some rules for you young man. Can't wait to see you.

I love you.

I ended the call session and paused to think; Chad was still busy in the bathroom.

They want me back? I thought they hated me; a son who likes other boys, thier only son. I guess my mom really came through. I wonder about dad though. Ever since that night, I don't know if I could ever face him again. And what about these "new rules?" I guess that means I have to move back in. Living with Chad was great while it lasted. I wish it could've lasted a while longer.

"Hey, you alright?" Chad's voice knocked me back into reality.

"Yeah, it's just..." I felt my breath escaped me as I stared into Chad's soft, brown eyes; the same brown eyes that welcomed me into his home.

"My mom called and she said that things are sorted out and that," I gulped. "She wants me to come back home."

I watched as Chad was absorbing this information; he looked like he needed a hug, which I of course gave at the moment.

"I don't know Troy. I mean after what happened and all, I don't feel safe knowing what your dad did." Chad's voice was plagued with sympathy and sorrow.

"I know, but mom says that everything is settled and there will be a few new rules to follow." I replied meekly as Chad got up to put on some fresh clothes. As soon as he had gotten his t-shirt on, Chad went over to the cabinet that my clothes were stored in.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked as I got up to join him.

"Just helping you get a head start on packing. That's all." Chad sounded monotonous and dead, as if all life has been pulled away from him.

I reached for my nearby duffle bag and started placing the neatly folded clothes that Chad had made into it. The silence that followed seemed long and torturous. My hands felt numb as they gotten accustomed to putting clothes, clothes, and more clothes into my duffle bag. Had I really brought this much clothing? I couldn't help but slip away into my thoughts.

I still have to talk to Ryan about this. I don't know. He'd probably just react the way Chad did but even worse. I just hope that mom did work everything out. The last thing that our family needs is more conflict. Especially now that I have to deal with school, basketball, college, and Ryan.

Chad and I finished the rest of my packing silently, a very eerie silence had followed as I swung the huge bag around my shoulders. I turned to face Chad.

"Chad, I can't express my gratitude enough that I was able to stay here with you; especially in my time of need. I love you man." I opened my arms that signaled for a hug.

"I love you too man." Chad wrapped his arms around my neck as I held him close and tight. The seconds felt like minutes as I was already being walked out out with Chad to my car. As I got in and pulled out of his driveway, I gave him one last wave as I saw him responding back with a smile splattered across his face.

The drive on the way home was pretty long. It seemed a bit early in the day so I thought of something to do. I decided to go and pick up a few things. I turned onto the main road and headed into the direction of a local flower shop...

A/N: Oh, intense.