You are my sunshine

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     "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." I sang into Marco's ear trying to calm him down. 

      Today had been a rough day at training and you could tell how stressed out Marco was. He was practically crying when we went to the cabins, everyone else fell asleep as soon as they hit the sheets.

     "Thank you Jean." Marco whispered, cuddling into my arm. 

     I held him close to my heart, that's where he belongs. I stroked his hair and hummed into his ear soothing him. 

     Marco soon fell asleep on my arm, but I didn't have the heart to wake him up. What would it hurt if someone saw us sleep like this for one night? 

     The next day Marco and I were rudely awakened by some guys who obviously weren't very fond of gays. 

     "Hey fags, it's time to wake up. Wow Jean I thought you were better than that." Some bully said dumping water on me. 

     "Fuck off," Marco said protectively while he got up from under the sheets. "I'm not a fag." He said annoyed.

     I knew that he was lying, but it always hurt when he said things like that. I didn't care if others knew, but I knew how Marco felt about that. Marco's parents were never supportive of it and I was sure Marco would die if his parents ever found out about him and I. 

     I moved the sheets off of my body and brushed the hair out of my eyes. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, while brushing I looked at myself in the mirror. Tears were rolling down my cheek. Marco came up behind me and hugged me from behind. "What's the matter my love, you look like you've seen a ghost." Marco asked wiping my tears away. 

     That's when I woke up.

     Without Marco.

     Alone in the world.

     My body jolted and I started breaking down. 

    "Jean man, are you okay?" Connie asked me looking concerned. He sat next to me in my bed with Sasha. 

     "Yea, everything's fine. I just had a bad dream." I said offering Connie and Sasha a fake smile.

     Connie and Sasha smiled and walked off somewhere together. If only that were Marco and I. 

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