Boyf Riends- Three Strikes, You're Out

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Very short and goes absolutely nowhere and I'm not going to make a part two. I'm not sorry. If you would like to know why I left it where I did just comment or private message me on my account.

Warning- Sad

“I… I don't know what to say,” Michael looks at his boyfriend.

Jeremy places his head in hands, “Michael all we can do is-”

“I can't do a long distance relationship, Jeremy,” Michael frowns, “I lost you once, I don't want to lose you again.”

“Are you breaking up with me?” Jeremy looks sadly at Michael.

“I guess I am.”

Jeremy sighs, “Can we at least try?”

“I don't think so.”

The two stand quietly in Jeremy's living room. Jeremy's dad told him they were moving to Chicago. Dad got a job in Chicago. He had said he needed the job, that it was his dream to have that job. Jeremy couldn't say no.

Jeremy swallowed the lump in his throat, “I'm sorry, Michael.”

“I can't believe it! First I almost lost you when I came out of the closet,”

Strike one.

“Then there was the squip were you cut me off completely for months!”

Strike two.

“And now your moving away!”

Strike three. You're out.

“Jeremy, I'm sorry, but you've hurt me too much already. I don't want to find out you've found someone there. That would be the ultimate hurt. I don't wanna risk that. I'm sorry.”

“I understand.”

Michael turns and walks out the front door without another word.

Jeremy stands still. Tears start running down his face as he stares at the plain, wooden door. He falls to his knees, sobbing. After a few seconds, he flops onto one side and curls up into a fetus position. He lays for hours on the floor, alone.

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