After 6 months apart, Michael starts to call and text me again. He says he wants to fix our relationship, but can our relationship endure the tests of love? Even though we know it will be hard to mend, we try, only to realize that sometimes, 'life can do terrible things'. WARNING: This story DOES involve quite a bit of smut, so I am warning you now that if you are not comfortable with that then DO NOT READ THIS! I don't need comments complaining about that!

You are fucked up. You are alone. You are a dreamer. I met people who were fucked up. I met people who were alone. I met people who were dreamers. They were the ones that understood.

"Michael I'm sorry." Reena sobbed. "I should just get out of your life. I have problems. I throw my problems at you. I became your problem." She had lost a lot. And Reena definitely wasn't the best fighter. But she had found someone that might be able to help her. Could Michael face the challenges he would have to help her overcome?

Things might be a little rocky in high school, but going away to college doesn't even compare.