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            That was two years ago in 11^th grade. Lily was my ex and my best friend now. We were now freshmen in college and we were barely ever apart. I had to watch her go out with other men and it pained me deep.

Also I had learned I was attracted to men as well as her, just her, no other female in the world. So I was considered a fag, queer, homo, whatever people want to call me. It doesn’t hurt me. I move on with my life in all aspects except for Lily.

I was asleep in bed dreaming of that night. There was a knock on the dorm door. I woke up and sighed. I stood up and went to it.

“Who is it?” I called.

“It’s Lily.” She sounded choked up. I opened it quickly. She was crying intensely.

“Girl, what is wrong?” I worried. She hugged me. Normally it would have been a heartwarming moment but my Lily was in pain.

“Zeke’s dead.” She sobbed in my shoulder. I didn’t know what to say.

“Oh my god! What happened?”

“He had a car wreck. I should have been with him.” She wailed. Lily and Zeke had been dating for the past six months and they had been very serious about being together.  I held her close trying to ease the pain.

“No, you shouldn’t have sweetie. Then I would have lost my best friend. Do you know how bad that would hurt?” I questioned her. She looked up at me with her jade green eyes.

“You really care about me that much, Drake?” She sniffled. Should I just come out and say “I love you?”

“Yes, I do, Lily.” I kissed her forehead. She hugged me closer. I could smell her. It was a sweet breathtaking smell and it held me along with her eyes.

“Me and you are going to be BFF’s forever, Drake.” She smiled weakly. Unfortunately it was probably true.