June 8th, 1984

DJ's Point of View

I wish I had let George explain. I wish I had the power in me to call him just to hear his voice. To let him come back into my life, one of the only things that had made me happy anymore.

It was graduation day. Outside it was pretty warm, roughly 75 degrees.

Jeena's parents were cheering the both of us on when we went to grab our diplomas.

I was almost disappointed when George didn't even show up. But Andy did.

Who am I kidding, I am disappointed. To the maximum.

There was a small breeze that kept everyone from getting heat flashes, and it was a perfect day to graduate.

Almost perfect.

George was in England when I asked. I figured Andrew had a small feeling I missed him, but I was too stubborn to try and get in contact with him in anyway.

It hurt to say his name. Or even think about him for that matter

I didn't want to throw my cap in the air, only because one, it was kind of stupid, and two I didn't wanna loose my hat.

I looked behind me and saw Andy and Jeena talking, so I figured I'd go join them.

Until my nosy self showed up to the party.

"He's still with that whore?" Jeena said.

My heart sank, because I knew who she was talking about.

Alexis.

"Yeah," Andy sighed. "I tell him every day he should leave her."

"And?"

He was silent for a few seconds, thinking. "He won't listen. What's new?"

"From what you've told me so far these last few weeks he seriously seems to feels horrible." Jeena lied on his chest.

These last few weeks? What has she been hearing?

"He thinks this relationship with her will make him move on. Especially the sex," he said. "He doesn't realize it, but it's actually making him sadder every day."

"You've been with him all the time though, right? Making sure he doesn't... do anything to himself? She said, almost afraid to even ask.

"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "You haven't actually told DJ about any of this, have you?"

"No." She answered, almost immediately. "I know for a fact she'll completely loose it and break if he was hurting himself. She doesn't show it, but I know she misses him. Maybe we need to put them on a blind date or something."

"That's not a bad idea."

I gasped, and marched up to them. "No!"

She's we're shocked when I appeared from behind them.

"DJ!" Jeena thumped my head with her thumb. "How long have you been standing there?"

I would've told them the entire time, but I didn't want either of them to know I knew George needed maximum security on his life. Plus, the fact he was still with Alexis.

"Um," I bit my lip. "Just for the last part."

I knew she wanted to sigh of relief, but she held in all of the air that was sucked in. "Oh, okay."

Before I could protest like I hand not heard a think, Andy spoke first. "Look at my little graduate. So cute."

I watched as he picked her up, and kissed her all over her face. At first it brought me joy seeing them so happy.

And then it made me sad.

I missed that feeling of knowing I was loved just that little bit more by someone. Being held where there was no such thing as "too tight", kisses...

My eyes filled with tears, for multiple reasons.

Jeena looked at me and smiled at me sadly. "I'm sorry Deej. Look at the bright side, you didn't fail any classes! We're free."

I laughed. "Yes, for now. We still have four years of college to go through."

She frowned. "Sure, but I hear the professors are super laid back."

I shrugged, looking out at the crowd of graduates talking. I knew there was a party later, but I didn't wanna go. Neither did Jeena or Andy, since they were doing something "special" tonight.

I think we all know what that means at this point.

I saw Jeena's parents speed walking up to us.

Mary was first to squeeze me in a hug. "Oh guys, I'm so proud of you both! Look at my girls! They're grown up."

"Mom, please." Jeena shook her head, embarrassed that her mom was crying.

"Oh come on, I get a free pass for today! You're graduating from school and taking the next step in life."

Rick came over to me after giving Jeena a good squeeze and put his arm around my shoulders. "I'm proud of you. And I know your parents would be too." He whispered.

My throat started to hurt, and I knew if I didn't change the subject quick I would cry. I missed my mom and dad. A lot. They may only be faint memories now, and their faces are blurry, but I know they were such fun people. They treated me like their life depended on my own.

I just wish I knew what happened to them.

I don't even remember their names, no one will tell me who they were. I don't understand why either.

Andy drove us back to our apartment with Jeena's car, and when I got back to my room I changed into something I could relax in. I had nothing else to do today, and I figure I would just take the week to organize and force myself not to worry about anything.

I knew I would the organizing done, but I couldn't promise I'd stay calm the entire week.

My phone rang.

I walked over to it, and I knew it was Jimmy calling to congratulate me on my graduation, even though he was literally there watching me. In person.

"Jimmy, I don't have time right now. I just wanna relax. I'm so tired, would you give me a week to just do nothing?"

Silence was on the other end for a few seconds, and I wondered if I had scared him off. I touched my other hand to the phone. "Hello?"

"Hi DJ."

My heart sank. I could've vomited from shock.

He remembered my number?

Or he still had it written down somewhere. Either one.

Without saying another word, I put the phone down and hung up calmly, and silently got into my bed, turning the tv on.

Jeena's Point of View

I was laying in bed next to Andy, after yet again having the greatest sex of my life.

I mainly stared at this one spot on the ceiling, where there was a small dot, since it was so hypnotizing for whatever reason.

"You okay?" He asked me, turning over.

I shrugged. "I don't want Deej and George to kill themselves from dispare."

He scoffed with a small smile. "Well that took a dark turn."

I kissed him, mainly so it would comfort me. He read my mind and put his arms around me. "I'm sorry. When I go back home I'll be checking up on George every day. Hopefully I'll get his to realize this "relationship" is tearing him apart."

"And you said he's only doing it because he thinks it makes him feel better?" I asked.

"That's exactly what he's doing." He pushed some hair out of my face.

"Poor George." I said. "You're his best friend, you'll talk some sense into him."

"Maybe."

I frowned. "What do you mean maybe? You will."

"It's not that easy. I can't just go tell him to go end a relationship he doesn't realize is toxic. And especially if I tell him it's not healthy, he'll deny it and tell me I'm nuts. And..." he paused, and I knew there was something else he wanted to say.

"And?" I asked.

"If I tell him to go back to DJ he'll probably have a fit saying "she doesn't love me anymore." Even if I tell him how she's hiding that she actually misses him. If he believed that he would be on the next flight here and at the door of your apartment."

I groaned. "I just wish she would stop being such a stubborn brat and admit this could be fixed."

"I know," he turned off the light on his side of the bed. "I know."

"Hey," it had been silent for a while, and then he spoke up after I thought he fell asleep. "Do you think she heard that conversation?"

I laughed. "After all of the noise we made, I'm sure she has her ears plugged with something."

"You mean all of the noise you made." I heard the smile in his voice.

"Caused by you, goodnight."

"Goodnight," he stopped me from turning the opposite way. "Jeena?"

"Yeah?" I asked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing at all. It's just...," he blinked a few times and smiled. "I love you."

My heart fluttered in my chest. I giggled at his sheepish facial expression. It was adorable to see him so flustered. "Oh, Andy," I kissed him hard. "I love you too. A ton."

His face lit up, and he let me turn over so he could pull me close.

DJ's Point of View

I could hear Andrew and Jeena talking. I wasn't sure about what, since even with the tv muted, the walls muffled their voices to much.

It was almost midnight, and I knew I should go to bed, but I couldn't stop thinking about the certain somebody who called me today.

I wanted to call back so badly, but I didn't even know if he was home, or awake.

Even if he was, I don't think I would've called. As always. What's new?

I went to my room and started unpacking my backpack, seeing what I could throw away.

June 9th, 1984

I was sitting at lunch with Jeena, and a few of her other friends, but I didn't care for them. We went out to this restaraunt for a mini celebration.

She leaned over when all of her friends were distracted. "How much cologne did he put on that?"

"What?" I asked.

"Your shirt." She gritted her teeth. "And don't lie to me, I know it's his. I've seen him wear it, and on you it's big."

"Who?" One of Jeena's friends, Elaina, asked.

"Nothing, mind your business." I snapped, and immediately felt bad. "Sorry."

She frowned, but it was a confused frown rather than an angry one. "It's... okay."

"It's not his...?" I tried to lie.

"I just said don't lie! The scent coming off of that  could basically be a scented candle for your room if you left it out." She paused to take a frustrated bite of a chip. "I can't believe you're like this. I'm not even sure how I handle you anymore."

By heart sank a little. "I'm sorry."

"No!" She yelled, clearly not sure how to word her sentences correctly without making it sound mean. "I just, ugh... I think you need a vacation. I'll find us somewhere to go."

I was slumped over in my seat, my posture was horrible. It already hurt from sleeping funky the night before. "Where are we going? The beach? It's still a little cool for that."

"I don't know. I just need to get you somewhere with no distractions. I mean we just got out of school, no work to worry about getting done on time. We'll just get the notice into work for the vacation, and bam, we leave for, what, a week?"

I shrugged, and stood up to leave since all of us were done.

I sat in the back of the car, tracing the rain drops with my finger as they fell down. Quiet music was playing on the radio.

When we got back home, Andy was sitting on the couch with a suitcase and backpack, waiting for us.

Jeena whimpered. "Do you really have to go so soon?"

"Babe, I've been here for months. And anyway, I'll come back as soon as I can so we can find a place to move in together."

While he kissed her and hugged her tight, I stood at the front door, uncomfortable and horribly jealous.

Not of Jeena, of course. Of the feeling she must've had when he kissed her and pulled her close.

We walked back out the door and made our way to the airport.