My boyfriend is called Jade. I'm just some basic white boy, but he is the love of my life, my best friend, my world. I guess I'm his? We're seventeen, and have both been disowned by our families, who kicked us out when we came out. But anyway, us and our cat Willow are living together peacefully, until- oh, I'm rambling on. I guess just read this story that I wrote - it explains how my perfect birthday turned into the crumble of my life. (This is a fiction story and all characters are made up. Thanks!)