The house is eerily quiet, even though itโs not that early, and the sun is streaming in all the lower floor windows. Following Dane as he leads me by the hand to the kitchen, aware everyone must still be asleep. Unlike us, who ended up in bed at a reasonable hour, most of them were up until dawn. Even Tyler and Lees didnโt come tumbling into the room until it was almost light outside and are currently comatose, wrapped up in a fully clothed tangle of limbs and sheets upstairs. They are adorably cute together, like two exhausted toddlers who fell to sleep where they landed after playing.Iโm tired this morning, but not overly so, and a little fragile down below, even though I didnโt think I would be. Itโs not like he was rough on me or that we did it for hours, yet I can definitely feel subtle tenderness as a reminder that last night wasn't a dream. I still donโt regret it at all.I love him.Dane lets me go to rifle in the nearest cabinets on the wall closest to us and hauls out two m
โAfternoon.โ I wander into the kitchen to find Dane already here where I expected to see him. Sitting cradling a half-drunk coffee with one hand while he reads one of the books I gave him for his birthday. Heโs been patiently waiting for me. Looking adorably hot, perched this way and focused on the comic.Itโs a nice, quiet Sunday afternoon to recover from last night, and we have only been home for about two hours. We took time to separate because our parents were home, knowing they wouldn't stay here all day. Sunday is their sort of ritualistic date day for going out to markets and art galleries. I had an essay to finish, and I knew I wouldnโt be able to focus with him beside me after last night, so it was a good use of time until they left. So he left me be and seems to have been amusing himself by reading his birthday gift.โHey, gorgeous.โ Dane drops his book, lets go of his mug, and slides out of the breakfast bar to meet me on the way in, kissing me lightly and ruffling my hair
โMom.โ Is the only word I can gasp out as I push Dane off me at speed and scramble to right my bra inside my shirt and haul my shorts back into place. Shame flushing over my entire body that we just got caught this way, and I want the ground to open and swallow me. Mortified about what they saw us doing and yet, at the same time, hitting an all-time โoh shitโ moment because I donโt want this to be the end. I donโt want Dane to be sent to London. I donโt want to lose him this way.I have an urge to wail and run away, taking him with me rather than face the wrath of our parents like this. My limbs are already trembling in cold fear.Dane shifts away quickly, too, to tend to his pulled-around outfit, turning away directly to probably calm the boner, causing him an obvious trouser tent, and yet itโs like time stands still. The sudden eery, heavy atmosphere and tense silence as though the world has hushed and the only noise is my motherโs subtle simpering.Our parents are standing like a f
โBullshitโฆthis is bullshit. Youโre lying.โ Dane erupts before I can really swallow down the words that have wounded me with a sucker punch to my heart. โYouโve always hated me, and I wouldnโt put it past you to stoop this low and lieโฆ.so I break up with Kayla.โ He half yells, half accuses, straining forward to get in her face, and I can taste the growing despair and anger circling him like a cyclone. โI donโt believe you.โโThis isnโt trueโฆyou would have told meโฆdad would haveโฆ.โ I trail off, whimpering the words as something clicks in my head and slices through me with speed and severity, making my legs tingle, and my limbs grow weak. โIs that why? Why has he been this way towards me for the past ten years?โI donโt want to believe this or swallow it down, but itโs like something just smacked me in the head and woke up the underlying doubts.It races through my brain and thunders through my entire body like a shocking cold wall of ice. Tingling my brain through my scalp, and even my
โYou have to eat, open the door. We need to talk.โโGo awayโฆ. Leave me alone.โ My anger and venom have not dissipated any; instead, it grows by the hour. Irritated by my momโs lingering presence because she just wonโt leave me alone.Her whiny, pleading voice only riles fresh anger in me, and I throw my pillow at my bedroom door in frustration. Annoyed by her presence, and go back to staring at my cell, waiting for a reply that hasnโt come. I feel like I am going silently insane, and time has come to a standstill. I donโt know what else to do but sit here and wait given my entire existence has been turned upside down and my hope for any future is so far away I cannot reach him.Dane has been gone for days, yet he hasnโt called, he hasnโt texted me back, and Bryan has been silent, too, like they were sucked into some soundproofed bubble where all contact has ceased. For me, anyway. I donโt know if my mother speaks to them because I can't stomach her at all, even for a second, to have o
โOh my god, I missed you so much.โ Elisa catapults herself into my arms, almost knocking me into our pool with the enthusiasm of an over-excited puppy, then nearly strangles me to death while simultaneously crushing my ribs. Her excitement is palpable, and her hug is overdue. I regret now giving her the silent treatment for ten days before being able to find the mental strength to tell her everything in a phone call. I had no way of verbalizing things without breaking down in hysteria until last night, and I knew Tyler would have told her already, but she needed to hear it from me. I have never gone silent on my best friend in my whole life or hidden away Dane style like his, but I needed time to process and grieve. This was such a huge thing that I spent too many days crying in bed until no more tears fell. I am exhausted and now exist in some odd dreamlike reality where nothing seems real.I think I am finally spent. Tears have dried up, and instead of the constant agonizing pain of
โShe went to the airport early to wait for Bryanโฆto avoid me, I guess. Things here have been strained and hard, and we have come to a silent cold war. I canโt stand being in the same place as her, yet she insists now we eat together again and wonโt let me stay locked up in my room. She had a carpenter come and remove the locksโฆ.who does that?โ Itโs a tired accusation, lacking real vavoom, even if it still angers me that she did it. I have long since lost the fight I had to stay away from her at all costs. She is like a buzzing fly around my head, and itโs easier to obey and eat silently while ignoring her presence than have her hammering down my door.If sheโs trying to force normalcy back into this house, then she shouldnโt hold her breath for it to happen.โSounds like something your mom would do.โ Tyler snorts, and I am starting to see that all these years, Dane has definitely colored his friendโs view of my mom. As polite as Tyler was when he was here before, I have never actually
Iโm tired already, and itโs only eleven AM, and another class is starting. I regret coming back today, given last night I barely slept and instead cried myself raw on Dane's empty bed. Draped in the hoody that he wore the first time we took Elisa to the cove and staring at the mountain of boxes Monique packed up to send abroad for him. A symbolic tower of everything that is him ready to be sent far away.His room felt like she had stripped all personality that was Dane from its very air, as though he never existed in this space. Even his smell was gone, and as I lay there on the uncovered mattress, I couldnโt move or leave, and sleep wouldnโt take me. Just a useless heavyweight of flesh tethered to the last place he dwelled and unable to move on.I feel like I am now existing in an eternal zombie state, caught between numb and excruciating pain at any given moment, and my mind is anywhere but on school. But I know I cannot keep existing this way. Dragging out and holding onto nothing.
I nod, beaming brightly and gazing around our home for the next few years. We only moved in a couple of months ago after a hellish separation, living in segregated dorms. We had roommates who were not great and time spent together was minimal given we were separated across a huge campus and we both had curfews. Long hours studying and little hours being together had made me really miserable. I missed sleeping beside Dane more than anything, and then my dad surprised us on Daneโs birthday with the keys to this place. Bryan coughed up the money to furnish it. A five-minute walk to school for us both and a reunion we both badly needed.One thing my parents did agree on, Daneโs, too, was that throughout our college years, we would not work to support ourselves. They wanted our full attention on study, so they paid our way, gave us allowances, and keep us in a life we were accustomed to while living at home. Weโre spoiled, and now we get to be spoiled together.In the first months of coll
FinaleThree years laterโYou all packed?โ Dane wanders in from the lounge to our bedroom where I am zipping up my case, having just finished. Looking rested and chill, given itโs day one of our break from classes.โYup. You can take it to the car.โโDid you bring warm clothes for London? Itโll be freezing compared to Florida. Bring a jacket, too.โโI listened to you the first time. Everything is in thereโฆthatโs why I have such a big case.โ I smile, gazing at the handsomeness of my beloved as he slides my luggage from the bed, leaning in to kiss me on the temple. Despite it being a daily occurrence and my having his affection for more than three years now, he still gives me heart flutters anytime he touches me. I almost melt with the gooey warmth of his smile and the attention he gives me.I guess now we attend different lectures all day, every day, I donโt see him as much as I used to, and it makes me long for him more.โGood girl.โ He drops it to the floor, extends the handle as he
Dane brushes himself down with a grimace even though she didnโt touch him and turns our way before hitting me with a bright, sexy smile, and he closes the gap between us. Forgetting all about that shrew.โMiss me? Look, such a good boy all enrolled back in school .โ he holds up his forms with glee as though serving me some great achievement certificate, and I reach up and ruffle his hair before patting his head.โSuch a good boy. Iโll reward you later.โโYou can reward me nowโฆteacher still ain't here.โ Dane winks, leaning in as though he plans on kissing me and I shove him off and move around my desk to put distance between us. Itโs one thing announcing your status but yet another entirely to make out while half the class is openly gawping at Dane for his sudden return.โBehave,โ I warn and lean out to pat his cheek, seeing as he looks like a sulky child now.There's chatter around us, and I hear his name mentioned subtly as Charmaigne charges back in, looking ferocious as hell. Her m
โYou are very energetic and happy today? Is it because your boyfriend is returning?โ I tease Tyler as he almost bounces into the row behind us in the first class of the week. Throwing his bag down and grabbing Elisa by the head to plant a dramatic kiss right on her crown. I spent the last few days at home settling Bryan in and getting used to the new strained dynamic at home, and I am glad to be back here. As nice as it was to have so much time home and spend a lot of it with Dane, it still felt like we were walking on eggshells around my mom, and it was taking a mental toll. Life is adjusting, though, and my mom really is keeping her mouth shut, even when she walks in on us, cuddling or kissing.โHeโs been so excited; itโs actually cuteโฆ canโt deny the bromance is strong in those two, and I pale in comparison.โ Elisa pipes in, grinning back at him with her funny dig over the chair sheโs half-turned in, and he leans forward to peck her on the tip of her nose.โBestie love does not ev
โWe can go to my studyโฆDane, just Kayla.โ She adds as though he will follow and he probably was going to, but sheโs right. Something started between her and I and should be resolved that way. Dane has been shielding me too much lately because of my inability to face more drama. I need to put my big girl panties back on. Her and Dane have nothing to say to one another anyway, and he will only put her on the defensive, which I want to avoid.โIโll be close byโฆ.just yell if you need meโฆโฆ Very close by.โ Dane doesnโt lower his voice; instead gets louder with his warning tone, making it obvious to my mom that he doesnโt trust her, and I pat his arm to get him to release me.I slide out of his arms and follow my mom out of the kitchen, across the hall, and into the study without looking back, even though I can feel all their eyes follow me out. Already, my insides are like a washing machine because I do not know what exactly she intends to say to me.My mom is being weirdly quiet, too, and
โYou four are making me feel chronically single.โ Hannah huffs, pushing the cans of soda across the breakfast bar towards Elisa as Tyler opens up some bags of chips for us to share. We have a stack of pizza boxes waiting to dive into and a plan to darken the nook to spend the day eating junk and watching movies. Dane and I are too tired for anything else and feel like we are on some emotional comedown after a month of hell.โWhat happened to your Korean boyfriend? That distance could not separate you from?โ Dane chimes in with obvious sarcasm oozing, while leaning into me from behind to deposit the dip we made. Itโs clear to me that teasing Hannah is a full-time occupation when they are in the same room. She really is like his annoying younger sister, even if she is our age.โI am devoted to Min Yoongi, but I would like to experience a present boyfriend. Someone I can touch and laugh with.โ Hannah sulks slightly, clearly regretting her life choices.โI canโt imagine anyone would want
My Dad never calls me, rarely picks mine up, and never texts either. So, seeing it now, flashing so invasively on my phone is enough to make my heart thud through my chest painfully.โDo you want me to give you space to take it?โ Dane interrupts my obvious inability to move, breaking the spell itโs cast over me.โNoโฆstay!โ A sense of panic grips my stomach and throat, and the sudden cold wash of nerves sobers my good mood. Instantly afraid of what he is calling me for even though, logically, I know.My mom must have called him, or Bryan, at least.Maybe he wants to clarifyโฆI donโt even know.โAre you going to answer it or keep staring at it?โ Dane interrupts the deer in the headlight motion of me holding it at half armโs length, and I blink at it, then him, and shake my head.โDo you need me to do it?โโI donโt know.โ I sound terrified. I donโt think I have it in me to answer the call. There is so much grey area when it comes to my dad. So many times I have been hurt by him that faci
โWell, this is depressing.โ Dane wheels his case into his old barren bedroom, gazing around at the emptiness even though all his furniture is still there. โIt feels like someone else's room.โAll the personality is gone without his things in here, and it smells like a fresh, floral hotel, thanks to Monique. His art, posters, pictures, trinkets and books are all gone, leaving empty walls, shelves, and surfaces where he used to have such an array of masculine things, more so after he moved in here permanently and brought it all from his momโs house.โImagine how it made me feel watching it get this wayโฆ.youโre an ass.โ I throw him a mock glare and get a kiss blown back at me.โI wanted you to miss me.โ He winks and goes back to his case. In a happy mood ever since we started packing to come here.I gaze around, infected by his happiness, and yet sigh at the memories of being in here without him.Even the lack of his laundry tossed on the floor somehow makes this place impersonal. The be
โThereโs a lot that this test result will changeโฆ.I know now is probably not the best time to talk about where we go from here. You probably need to process it the same way we did, but I want you to knowโฆ.I'm not going back to the UK. Iโll sort it out myself. Enroll back in school, find somewhere to stay, maybe with Tylerโฆ.โ Dane sounds so far removed from the immature rebel of months ago who was forever making my life hell and living stupidly. He sounds like this experience has aged him so much.He has a sensible head on, his eyes set on the future and heโs not reacting one ounce to my mom. Itโs like she no longer has any affect on him.โYouโll move back home, there is no argument in that. Iโll call the school and arrange for you to go in and re-enroll. Iโll call your mom and explain things. Donโt worry about anything. I told you, didnโt Iโฆ always your home and whenever you wanted to come back.โFor being the fragile one here, Bryan seems to be the one most resigned and okay with thi