"Okay, point taken, I will ignore it," Kyle said. "We all have people in our past that should remain in the past." Thanks," I said."No problem," Kyle ...aid, this time I knew he was lying, I knew that voice. He was up to something. "Hey, before you go, do you remember that show about the vampire slayer. I think her name was Buffy?"'Bastard!' I thought to myself. Ryan had talked to him, I am sure they had a long talk, and now Kyle wanted something."What do you want?" I asked."You will see, I will. You are such a sweetie you are making me breakfast. I kiss your shoulder and rub your chest.You groan and pull me off you. I pout but you tell me that I’m distracting you. You tell me to go sit at the dining table which I do and I wait for you to bring me food. When you bring it over I drool. You have made me a wonderful breakfast of bacon, scrambled egg, mushrooms, sausages and toast. You kiss me on the forehead and sit opposite me. We eat in silence giving each other naughty glances. I eat my. Every discovery was a new milestone. Every milestone was a new marker in our young life together. For the first time in my life, I knew what love was. We had stolen a weekend together and had set out to explore the countryside in the northern part of the state. Playing a silly game of “Left, then Right”, we had let fate decide which way for us to turn every time the road forked, or we came to four corners. Our last right turn had led us down the dirt road that snaked through the forested. Mom wouldn't be gone at that time unless she had been called out to work, meaning she could be gone anywhere from 3 to 8 days. That translated to "Cook a messy breakfast for myself, harassment free!" In my tipsy head. But first, I needed to wash the greasy feel of the bars from my skin and the stale cigarette smoke from my hair.I got up, stumbled into my private bathroom, switched on the light, and then vent fan. The fan whirred to life instantly, pumping out white noise just loud enough to.