And from that moment, it was a roller coaster. Our love for each other was dysfunctional as shit. Eventually, there were more good days than bad. That was until the last day of junior high came. I was excited to leave, but then again I really wasn't. The following year I was going to high school, but not the same as Dominic. We haven't talked about it yet, we would just joke about our future but never really mean anything. I didn't want to bring it up because I didn't want to cause more conflicts between us. In the morning, I sat tapping my pencil on my thigh anxious looking around for Dominic.

"Hey, what did you need to talk about?" He asked, approaching me with a smile.

"Today's the last day of school." I muttered.

"What about it?" He shrugged.

"I'm gonna miss you, that's all." I turned away from him.

"I'll miss you too. But hey, we can hang out during the summer." He rested his thumb on my chin and turned my face around to meet his.

"I'll miss you even more when we go our separate ways."

He laughed and kissed my forehead, "Don't worry about that now."

**End of 6th period**

"Bye, I'll miss you!"

"I hated it here!"

"See you guys in High School!"

"Hey, which one are you going to?"

Goodbyes, questions, and insults about the school fluttered around. There were people giving hugs everywhere, some were starting to tear up, others throwing their hands up in the air. I tried to look for Dominic, frightened he might leave before I could say a proper goodbye. To my relief, I heard him call my name.

"Dominic!" I ran over to him and leaped into his arms.

"W-woah!" He started laughing, losing his balance.

"Oh sorry, hey let's go to the back." I offered, taking his hand.
As we made our way through the crowd hand in hand, my heart couldn't stop pounding. I felt like I was going to cry, but at the same time I was filled with joy. Finally we were both alone with only the sounds of everyone else in the distance.

"Well, this is goodbye." I mumbled.

He squeezed my hand tighter, "For now at least."

"I don't want to break up with you." I gulped.

"There's no-" He cut himself off.

"What? No what?" I asked, alarmed.

"We have to, sooner or later."

"No!" I retorted, shaking his hand furiously.

"Jordan, us being gay doesn't make us any less of a couple. We do have to go through fights, breakups, and more. We're not gonna last forever just because we're gay."

"I didn't say any of that!" I started to raise my voice.

"Fuck, I'm out." He roughly pulled away his hand from mine and started to trot away.

"Dominic, please!" I cried out to him. But it was too late, he wasn't listening and I know if he was he wouldn't dare to turn around.

I was going to miserable for the rest of the day, in fact the rest of the summer and perhaps even the beginning of freshman year. I know we've only dated for 2 months, but these feelings for him were longer. I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek as I tried to push everyone out of the way. I just wanted to get home.

"Hey, faggot!" A voice taunted.

"W-what?" I stuttered as I stopped walking.

"Where's your boyfriend?" A familiar voice mocked.

"Yeah, where is he?"

As I swung around, I saw that the familiar voice was Dominic and the other two were his friends.

"We broke up." I murmured.

"You what? Speak up."

"I said, I don't know where he is." I raised my voice a little higher, keeping my eyes focused on the concrete.

"I never liked you anyways. I just felt bad for you." Dominic spat out harshly.

With no hesitation, I walked up closer and punched him right in the face.

"Fuck you." He muttered under his breath, clenching his fist as he was crouching like a gorilla on the ground.

Before I could run away, he grabbed me by the arm and swung me around. His two other friends pinned me down as Dominic was on top of me, his fist close to my face.

"Why are you so afraid to say that you love me? I haven't heard you say it even once, when I said it to you all you did was smile."

"That's because I never did." And just a second after Dominic coldly replied, he planted his fist onto my eye and socked me.

All I could remember was crying out of pain and heartbreak, and hearing them maliciously laugh. Hearing Dominic laugh.

This time, he wasn't laughing because I made a funny joke or told him something awfully corny. He was laughing because I was hurt, and his friends even enjoyed it more than him.

And now I'm here, it's 7:32 PM and I'm sitting alone in the dark in my room just looking through my phone. I was replaying moments of Dominic and I in my head, looking at the spaces between my fingers where his would fit perfectly.

I became sadder, as I realized everything was falling apart. I ended the year with horrible grades, a horrible reputation, and I lost someone who I thought was actually right for me. The school year was a blur for me, most of what I remember at least. I didn't want to remember for the most part. I made my way to the kitchen, reaching for the highest cabinet pulling out something with no second thoughts.

I suddenly found myself swallowing a handful of pills, squinting my eyes afterwards at the taste.

I was home alone, I always was so there was no one who could save me now. I had lost everything, and everyone now at this point. My whole entire body felt sore, my eye still hurt, the icepack didn't do anything. I started to feel numb, I was getting weary. Everything was swaying, like when you try on a friend's glasses and their prescription is too strong.

As I was about to crash onto my bed, my phone rang. I struggled to pick it up, the contact name read, "Babe"

I chuckled to myself, shaking my head. I had no idea what I was doing or what was happening. I felt dizzy, that's all I could comprehend.

"Jordan, are you okay?" The voice from the other line asked me.

"Hmmmmmmmugh..." I started to giggle.

"What the hell? Are you on some laughing gas?" The voice asked jokingly, but I could tell it was concerned.

"Uhhhhh... Hah." I started to lose my balance, swaying left and right.

"I'm kind of worried but alright. I just wanted to really ask you if it was too late to remind you how we were. I know you're probably mad, but I wanted to tell you I didn't mean any of that. I've thought about it, and I really do lov-"

Thud!

"Jordan?" The voice was starting to get scared.

My eyes were almost closed, everything was becoming black. My stomach was in pain, goosebumps were starting on my arm, I started to feel nauseous. My head was spinning, I could barely hear the voice from the phone now. The only thing I could really tell about the voice is that it was crying, yelling out a name. I think it was my name.

I heard the word, "Please!" repeat over and over.

I laid on my floor, just after my head hit my desk from stumbling due to my dizziness. There I laid, my hands falling to my sides. My eyes were finally about to shut, struggling to keep them open, I only then I realized the voice was Dominic, but even then I couldn't remember who he was. Only then I realized, the pills took effect. Only then I realized, I had just attempted a suicide. Did it work? That was the last question I asked myself.

"I'm coming, please hold on." That was the last thing that made it's way to my ear, faintly but I still managed to hear it.