A/N: Hey guys. Just a warning, if this chapter is a little depressing, I apologize. I just watched KC (my favorite character) leave the show, so I am unbelievably upset.

Eli's POV

"Baby boy, will you please me in? You're making me nervous." Cece asked, knocking on the door for the 14th time this afternoon.

"I'm fine, Mom. I just want to be alone." I answered.

"Sweetie, I know what happened with Drew hurt, but you can't just block out everyone. Besides, it's the weekend, you should want to go out with some…" she stopped herself. She knew there was only one person I would ever spend my free time with if not in a relationship. "You know what, stay here then. But if you want to talk to someone, don't hesitate to come to me or your dad."

I heard her footsteps become quieter as she walked away from my bedroom door. In all honesty, I'm not ok. It's been a little over week since my day with Drew at the lake and I haven't done so much as smiled since then. I didn't speak unless spoken to, I spent 5 of those 9 nights crying myself to sleep, and for the first time since Julia died, I cut myself. It just felt like my world was falling apart. Drew practically screwing with my feelings and breaking my heart, my only other friend abruptly leaving, and I haven't gotten over Adam's death yet. There was just so much built up anger and sorrow and anxiety that I couldn't help it. It was the only thing that could calm me down at that moment. I've gotten countless texts and calls from Drew, all to no avail. I couldn't talk to him. Hell, I could barely look at him without wanting to cry.

As I lied back on my bed, tracing the deep, scabbing scars on my arm, I decided to talk to the one person that truly knew about my feelings, one that isn't Drew. I pulled out my laptop and went on skype to call him. Just my luck, he was online.

After a few minutes, his face popped up on my screen. "Eli? Wouldn't expect you calling me on Skype."

"KC, uh… Hey. How's BC?" I asked.

"Eh, it's comfortable I guess. Nice people, cozy new apartment, the works. So, what possessed you to call me out of nowhere?" he asked. I looked down didn't answer. "You look a little sad. Are you alright?"

I sighed. "It's about Drew."

"Ah, Drew… What's the deal, kid?"

"Um… When you left, how did it feel… Liam-wise?"

"I thought this was about Drew."

"I'll get to that, just answer the question."

"Well… It killed me. Him and I had become really close, then once it happened my stupid father comes in and destroys my life in a matter of three days. I didn't want to leave, but I felt like I didn't have another choice. When I told him, I actually started crying, but he didn't. He respected my decision with open arms. It hurt a little, but he eased my pain with a kiss. Yeah, he kissed me. As it turns out, he felt the same way I did. All he had to do was tell me. Suddenly, leaving didn't hurt so bad." He told me, smiling. "The whole long-distance thing isn't our favorite part of this, but it's nice that I wont feel too-"

"Drew kissed me." I cut in.

"Whoa, no way!" he exclaimed. "So… what's the bad thing about this? You look all gloomy."

"Well, about 2 minutes after, he said it was a mistake. So he practically used me to figure himself out."

"Oh damn. That must've hurt, kid." He told me. "Maybe he's confused?"

"No. He literally said it was a mistake. You have no idea how humiliating that was. I had to get out of there before I totally lost my cool."

"Ouch… Have you talked to him since that situation?"

"I haven't looked at him since the situation. No matter how much he tried talking to me I just cant find it in myself to have any contact with him."

"Well… Maybe you should. It's important to get some type of closure or whatever it's called. You never know, maybe it could do you some good."

"You think so?"

"Yeah man. It's the only way you'll really know for sure." He told me.

Suddenly, my phone rang. Guess who it was?

"Speak of the devil." I sighed. "Should I answer?"

"Sure. It wont hurt my feelings one bit. Good luck, ok?"

"Thanks, KC. I'm glad we talked. Later, man."

"Bye!"

As I stared at my phone, seeing Drew's name flash made my heart race. I obviously wasn't ready, but I pressed the green answer button anyway.

Drew's POV

(before calling Eli)

"Why the hell won't he talk to me? I mean, yes, I kinda used him, but it was for a different reason than he thinks it is. See, the REAL reason I kissed Eli was because I wanted to see if I liked him, not guys in general. When he said all that stuff to me, I don't know. I felt special. No one ever made me feel that great about myself before. For a long time now, I've been feeling like I shouldn't be here on this Earth. After Adam died, everything else felt even worse. I felt like my life was smashed into pieces, only being held together by glue. And not super glue either. I mean that crap glue that little primary school kids use. I realize what I did to him was wrong, but just something came over me. And when he cried… I don't know why I cant stand it. Do you get what I mean?"

"Yeah, you totally fucked that one up." Bianca told me, half her mouth full of fries.

I asked her over because I felt like she was the only person I could talk to about this. Since KC left, I have no friends. I'd talk to Owen, but he spends most of his time in the locker room with a certain hockey team. And Katie… Well, that would just be social suicide. Bianca is the only person I could really discuss this with without giving me shit. But hey, her and I have reunited since Adam's death, in a friendly way of course.

"Bee, I called you over to work with me about this." I told her. "Not helping."

"Hey, I'm just telling it like it is. I mean, if you kissed Eli to 'figure yourself out', then tell him it was a mistake five seconds later, it's a bit of a deal breaker." She told me.

"Ugh, who asked you?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you did. And if I were Eli, we wouldn't be talking either."

I sighed and buried my face in my hands, confused. "I don't know what to do. What am I supposed to do?"

Bianca looked down at the ground, noticing she had been a bit too harsh. "Drew, just answer this. Do you like Eli?"

"Yes… No… I don't know. I'm just so… so…"

"Confused? Lost?" she asked.

I nodded. "I feel things for him, but I never have felt anything for a guy before. There's just… There's just something about Eli that makes the bad go away. I feel calm around him. What does that make me, Bianca? Gay? Bisexual?"

"See, that's your problem, Drew. You're so worried about the labels people would categorize you in when you could be with Eli right now. Drew, like it or not, you're in love with him."

"But… I can't be. It's only been two weeks, no one falls in love that fast. And besides, I'm not gay."

"There you go again with the labels. It's not a matter if your bisexual or gay or whatever. It's what you feel in your heart." She told me. "You like Eli, right?"

I couldn't hold it in much longer. "More than anything right now."

I felt Bianca place my phone in my hands. "Then tell him."

"He's been ignoring me all week. He's not gonna answer."

"Don't stop calling. Bug his ass into oblivion. Whatever it takes, hon."

I nodded and smiled softly. "Thanks, Bee. I really appreciate your help."

"Of course. I'll leave you to it. I have to get home anyway." She said, getting up and walking to the door. "Buena suerte."

As she walked out the door, my heart raced. I sat and stared at Eli's name on my screen for about twenty minutes before I finally called. I had no idea how long it was going to take before he was going to answer, but at this point I didn't care. I'm finally accepting this, my love for him. It's a bit unusual for a guy that's been a ladies man since the day he was born, but he just drives me crazy. I'm crazy about him. And it's time for me to finally tell him.

To my surprise, he answered on the first call. His soft, deep, and soothing voice greeted me with a sorrowful "Hello?"

For a little bit, I couldn't speak. I was far too nervous to greet him back.

"Drew? Are you there?"

"Um, Eli… Hi."

"What is it?"

"I wanted to talk to you. Can we go to our-… I mean your spot?"

I heard him let out a sigh and there was a brief pause. "Fine, whatever. Be there in 20."

He hung up before I could even thank him. So I put on a jacket and drove over to the lake. As I walked through the bushes, I was him. He was sitting at the bench, gazing at the beauty of the lake. I almost didn't want to interrupt him; he looked so peaceful.

"I know you're there, Torres." I flinched. How does he do it?

"Um… Hi, Eli." I said, walking over to him and sitting down.

He slid away from me. "Just tell me what you want."

"I just want to explain myself." I said. He nodded, still not looking at me.

I took a deep breath and there was a long pause, I saw his face getting red. "Trying to think up an excuse? Trust me that would work better if you thought about it before you got here."

"I just don't know how to say it. I'm trying."

"You have five minutes, or I'm leaving."

"Ok." I took a deep breath and decided to just let the words just come out. "Eli, I want to tell you I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. I'm really, really sorry. I was just so confused at the time. I kissed you, ok? I did. And I didn't realize I had used you until earlier today. I never meant to make you hurt yourself, and I'm so sorry."

Eli whipped his head around with wide, furious eyes. "How the hell do you know that?"

I pointed to the bandages wrapped around his arm. "You should probably cover that up."

"You should probably stop being a jerk; breaking people's hearts just to figure yourself-"

"I didn't want to see if I liked guys or anything. I wanted to see if I liked you. It's just so confusing how you make me feel, Eli. I've never had feelings for any other male before. When I'm around you, I feel safe, you know? Calm. I can tell you anything without being judged. You and I have a special connection; and the fact that it's taken me this long to figure that out is beyond me. It's just... I've been so nervous with labels and such that it's blinded me to realize what I have right in front of me. You."

I caressed his hand and he let me, which is probably a good sign. "Eli… You make me smile. You make me blush. You make me laugh. You make me cry. You make me nervous… But most of all, you make me happy; more happy than any girl has ever made me. Not only do I want you, Eli, I need you."

Eli smiled and interlocked out fingers together. I looked straight into his beautiful green eyes. "I know I fucked up last week. And I know I hurt you really bad, but I'm begging you. Please, be mine. Because I don't think I can picture myself with anyone else right now, or ever for that matter."

"Well… My answer is yes." He said, the smile on his face disappearing. "I just have one rule you have to follow."

"Anything, I promise."

His grip on my hand tightened. "Please, just don't ever hurt me. My heart has been broken too many times, Drew, and I don't know if I can handle it anymore."

"Ok, I won't." I told him.

"No, Drew, that's not good enough. I need you to promise me that you will never hurt me. P-please.. just…" he began to choke up.

I put a finger to his lips. "Shh, don't." I said, placing a soft kiss upon his lips.

I stayed there for a second, then pulled him into a tight embrace. He also returned the favor. "I promise… I'll never hurt you.

A/N: A very romantic chapter. Chapter 7, shit gets REAL!

Next week's quote:

"I'm calling the police on you psychos!"