They say nothing lasts forever. I guess they're right. I got the exam grades I needed to go to University, which meant moving away. Me and JayJay were still seeing each other and we had been for nearly a year. No, we hadn't had sex. I didn't want to complicate our relationship. I remember my mom telling me she felt the same with dad, I never understood it until now. She didn't want to get too attached because that's what it would do, it would also be less painful when they leave you. We reached the terminal and it finally hit me. I would have to say goodbye. I pulled JayJay into a fierce hug and kissed him passionately unsure of when I would next see him, regardless of the fact his parents and mine were stood beside me. He wiped the tears from my cheeks and let me cry onto his shoulder as i clung to him desperately, not wanting to let go. It reminded me of that day.

Flashback.

It was January. Me and JayJay had been together for a few months now and we were happy. We were currently lying in bed in silence one evening when he said the fateful words. We need to talk. Most people believe this to be the start of a breaking up speech. Maybe that would have been less painful. Then I'd know he'd be safe. I turned to look at him.

"What about?" I asked, scared of his reply. Because let's be honest, since when did them words have a happy ending?

"I love you."

"I love you too," I responded warily.

"You know I told you I didn't want to go to uni and I wanted to get a job?" He paused, taking a breath. Calming himself. He obviously expected me to hit the room. Was he planning on being a stripper or something? "I'm signing up for the army. Before you say anything I know the danger and the risk and I don't want to lose you. I know it will be hard, but I don't want our relationship to end. But the army is something I want to do."

"Why?" I whispered.

"I can't answer that. It's just something personal I'm sorry. Just trust me."

"I do trust you. I'm not happy about it. You could die. I can't lose you. But it's your dream and I'm not going to stand in the way of that. If you're happy I'm happy. We can get through this together." Neither of us said much for a while after that as it sank in.

That was months ago. I knew the day would come, but it seemed so far away. Now the day has come I don't think I can say goodbye. A man approached us. Tanned skin with dark hair, muscular and dressed in a similar outfit to JayJay's. I recognised him as Trey. Him and JayJay met during a training session and would be going on the frontline together. They spoke most days either by text or Skype and I spoke to him the few times I happened to be with JayJay when they were talking.

"Don't worry Tristan," he told me with a small smile, "I'll take care of him for you." I smiled back and quickly gave JayJay one last hug.

"I love you." I told him. "Just promise me to stay safe and I'll see you when you come home. Because you will come home. Understand?" He gave a curt nod. I kissed his cheek then turned and walked away.

"I love you more," he called after me but I couldn't turn around because I knew I'd crumble and beg him not to go if I did. I heard our parents saying their goodbyes and took off quickly out of the airport and waited outside my dads jeep for them to return. My dad was the first back, rather quickly on my heels.

"Are you okay?" He asked, concern seeping into his voice. I nodded. I couldn't handle saying anything right now. He pulled me into a tight hug and I broke down in my fathers arms. Heavy sobs, tears pouring down my face. My mother soon came out with his parents in tow who got in their own car and headed home. I pulled away from my dad and climbed into the back of the jeep. I put my seatbelt on and pulled my legs up onto the seat, crying silently to myself. A whole 12 months until I get to see him again. If I see him again. Half hour later we pulled up in the garage and I climbed the steps into the kitchen. Harrison, Lucy and Katie were sat at the table.

"Hey," Lucy greeted me. "are you okay?" Ignoring her I ran up the stairs to my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I changed out of my clothes into an outfit of JayJay's and climbed into bed and cried myself to sleep.

I'm not sure how long I stayed there. In my room. Unable to face the world. Thinking the inevitable, until Lucy came into my room one day. She took one look at me, opening up the curtains and told me to get ready. I tried to argue but she wouldn't reason with me. She made me go shopping with her for her sisters birthday and have something to eat since she said no one could remember the last time I had something to eat. She helped me realise things in life. Helped me to reevaluate life. That day my life changed. I stopped talking to my friends. Looking back I couldn't remember the last thing they did for me besides get drunk with me, which I hadn't done in months. I also went to see Dillon and Katya to call a truce. Life's too short. I spent more time with my family. I decided not to go to University after all and started bussing tables at Borderline, an old Mexican restaurant. Things had changed since I last saw JayJay and I slowly started ticking off the days since I would see him again. I even dyed my hair back to its original colour, a light brown/gold colour, which in all honesty I had no idea where it came from.

1 month until I saw JayJay. Would he remember me?

3 weeks. Would he have changed? Will I remember him?

2 weeks. Would he still want to be with me?

1 week. Would he still love me?

Today.