Stolen

Perfect

"So your actually going to that party tomorrow?" Trenton asks, later that day in Connor's room.

"Ugh, I don't know," Connor says flopping back on his bed.

"I know your thinking about what Rachel said, about meeting more people," Trenton says.

"And so what? It's not like we're married," Connor replies.

"And was I ever against you going?" Trenton asks.

"No," Connor says, sighing.

"We should hang at your place, I miss it," Connor says suddenly.

"I can't....I'm sorry, I'm just not ready yet. Going back...going back will break me..." Trenton says, sadly.

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I get it. Forget I asked," Connor says.

"One day I will though. I want to see. I want to see them," Trenton says, his voice quieter with each word.

Connor nods in response.

"Plus, you only miss the place, because of the size," Trenton says laughing, turning over the sudden dreary mood.

"I would say the food, but your right Mrs. Nickel's cooking is one of the worst," Connor says laughing.

"Never ever tell her that though, I love my mom to death, and she is so sensitive about certain things," Trenton scolds.

"Let's go," Connor says sitting up suddenly.

"What?" Trenton asks.

"Let's go somewhere, I'm tired of being locked up in my room. Locked up in my head. Let's run wild," Connor says, looking Trenton straight in the eye.

"Sure..." Trenton says, startled by Connor's intensity.

"You only live once right," Connor says, reminding the boy of his earlier statement.

Connor takes the stairs three steps at a time, it's a miracle he didn't fall and break his neck. This time, Trenton almost stumbles over a napping Angel, who again mews in distaste.

He checks the kitchen, the living room, his parents bedroom.

Nothing.

"I SMOKE WEED," Connor yells into the silent house.

"What are you doing?" Trenton asks, coming to stand next to him.

"I just yell weird ass comments to see if my parents are home. If they were, they would've yelled and beat me to a pulp," Connor says shrugging and walking away.

"You're not alone, Connor, your parents do love you," Trenton says softly, as they enter Connor's car.

"Yeah that's what everyone says. Mom, Dad, Karla, Erin, and now you. Geez, Trenton, I thought you would understand at least," Connor says, pulling out of the driveway.

"People are always here with you. People shape you into the person you have become today. The only way they are not with you, is if you believe that way. Your parents and their love are always with you. I get it, some people have trouble sharing their love, some don't realize it. But they always come back. In the end, love pulls them back. They could never abandon you," Trenton says.

"Holy shit, when did you become like this," Connor says with a laugh.

"You learn a lot of things in life," Trenton says.