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Ok guys, im REALLY sorry this took so long. My previous story didn't get alot of feedback at first, so i was hesitant to start writing the third. But i finally did it, and i think you guys will like this one. Hope you enjoy it ^.^

As I prepared for school, I couldn't stop thinking about my sleepover with Roy. I felt like I finally had someone to confide in. But I was also a little worried, I didn't want Roy to get too attached to me, if he developed feelings for me, it would get in the way of us being friends. I put the matter out of my mind as a walked outside and waited for Roy to pick me up. He said that he would drive me to school, which was good so I wouldn't have to get up as early, nor would I have to worry about anyone on the bus giving me a hard time. I hoped that all the excitement from friday would have dissipated, and my presence would be less of a concern to the other students. Roy pulled up in his car and we drove on to school, and I felt much less anxious than I was on my first day. We arrived at the parking lot, a few students shooting looks of confusion at the two of us. We walked inside and Roy waved goodbye as I headed to first period. It went by with much less trouble than before, and Amy and I talked about a variety of things, eventually leading up to who we had crushes on.

"There are so many cute guys in our school but most of them are jerks" she told me. "But I'd give anything to be noticed by this guy Brad Miller, he's this hunky otter that I've had a crush on since I was a freshman, and he's so smart and nice." She went on.

"You should ask him out" I suggested

"Yeah right, I don't have a chance with this flat chest" she said as she patted her shirt down on her lacking cleavage.

"Well if thats more important to him than who you are, then he's not right for you anyway" I replied.

"Well thats true, what about you? Do you like any guys around here?" she smiled. I gave her a surprised look, wondering if it was really that obvious that I was gay. "Oh come on, no straight guy is that in touch with emotions" she laughed. I smirked a bit and gave it a little thought, and I remembered Steve, and how he had been nice to me on my first day.

"Well..." I whispered "i kinda like Steve Valentine".

"Ugh, he's not even worth the trouble, he's so fickle, he wouldn't know what he wants if it smacked him in the face" she explained.

"What do you mean?"i asked, confused by what she meant.

"Don't get me wrong, Steve's a sweet guy, but he can't hold a relationship. It seems like he always gets scared and runs away. He dated this girl Brittney off and on for 2 years. Eventually she got tired of it and ended it for good." She said. I was surprised to hear what she was telling me. Steve seemed so confident, he didn't look like the kind of guy who was so wishy washy. We kept talking until second period came along. I met Roy in the health room and we sat next to each other, talking as Mr Jones gave a presentation on the feline bone structure. Many diagrams later it was time for gym. I was still a bit nervous about going into the locker room, but I felt relieved to know that Roy would be in there with me. We proceeded to gym and I quickly got dressed, sneaking a few looks at Steve as he changed. We walked out into the gym and lined up as we waited for coach to come out of his office.

"Ok guys we gotta do physical fitness tests today so go find your gym partner and we'll get started" coach hollered as he walked out. I nervously looked around for Steve until I saw him walking up to me. We stood silently as coach told us all the different tests and exercises there were. We went to the sit up test and sat on a large blue tumbling mat.

"Um, do you wanna go first?" Steve asked.

"N no you go ahead" I stuttered. He proceeded to lay down onto the mat as I put my hands on his feet. The whistle blew and he rapidly began to bring his body up and down. I struggled to keep count amidst of all the distractions. His deep forceful grunting and heaving with every ascension, the way his shirt kept coming up to expose those godly abs of his, quickly reminded me of just how short our gym shorts are. I tried desperately to keep myself from getting a hard on as I heard the whistle blow. I laid down as I felt Steve hold my feet, the pressure on them causing a nervous stir in my stomach. I tried to do as many sit ups as I could, but the feeling in my gut kept interfering. We then started push ups and I put my fist down onto the mat. The whistle blew and Steve began to start, his well defined chest touching my fist, forcing me to look away in fear I was blushing. As he grunted with every push, the warm air from his breath passed over my arm, in turn, causing nervous chills to run rampant through my body. After my failed attempt at push ups we then went to pull ups. Steve jumped up and grabbed the bar, as a stood behind him spotting. With every pull his biceps nearly bust out of his shirt, and his tight butt came level to my face. After all the stimulation I could only do 3 pull ups before falling to the mat in udder embarrassment. Everyone around me laughed, except for Steve, who offered a hand and helped me up. We then went out to the track for the 100 meter, which was a good chance to show I wasn't a complete athletic failure. I was a fast runner, I very fast runner, which came from experiences of being chased down streets and schoolyards on a daily basis. Coach lined us up in 5, and I got stuck next to a cheetah with a smarmy grin on his face.

"Try not to keep everyone waiting" he said as he took a starting position. I knelt down and got into position, a bit nervous, but at the same time, very eager. The whistle blew and before I knew it I had put all 4 of the others behind me, when I reached the end marker I turned to see the cheetah desperately pumping towards the finish line. I walked back towards the group as Roy came over and gave me a pat on the back. He laughed as the cheetah walked over and gave me a hostile look. But I didn't let it bother me, it was good to know I could at least out run some of these guys. After a few more tests coach had us hit the showers, which I was now prepared for. We walked into the locker room and heard coach call in after us.

"Valentine, hit the showers then see me in my office" he hollered. I looked over and saw Steve had a worried look on his face. Roy and I talked a bit as we showered off, all of the others finishing before me. Roy finished drying off and said he'd wait for me outside. I sat alone in the locker room, brushing my hair as I heard a loud slam into one of the lockers. I jumped at the sound and looked over to see Steve leaning against the locker, his fist clenched in frustration.

"DAMMIT!!!" He yelled as he punched the locker again. I sat and contemplated for a moment, and nervously stood up and walked over to him.

"Whats wrong?" I asked him. His fist came unclenched as his arm slid down, and his other arm wiping across his brow, as if he were wiping tears from his eyes. He sat there silent for a moment and looked over at me, his eyes evident that he had been crying.

"I'm failing algebra 2, and if I don't get higher than a 70 on the next test I can't play the homecoming game." he told me. I felt a bit sorry for him, being the captain of the team must've held a lot of pressure for him.

"I could...help you if you want, I'm in AP so if you need a study partner or something, I've got free time" I told him. He looked over at the door, and back at me with a nervous look on his face.

"Okay, but no one can know about this, if people knew" he said before I cut him off

"I know, you don't want people to know you're hanging out with a human" I retorted, a bit disappointed that he felt that way.

"Um, I was gonna say I didn't want people to know I needed a tutor, I have no problem with the human thing" he replied. I felt my heart jump as I tried to contain my excitement. "Well I have practice after school, but I could come over your place after that" he said.

"Sure, lemme give you my address and phone number" I said as I walked over to my bookbag and wrote down the information. I gave him the piece of paper and he stuffed it in his pocket and pulled his bookbag around his shoulders.

"I'll see you later tonight" he said, smiling as he waved and turned away. I felt a warmth welling up inside of me as I watched him walk away. I picked up my things and met Roy in the hall, unable to take the smile off my face.

I sat in my fourth period english class, unable to settle my emotions. My heart was flying, but at the same time so were the butterflies in my stomach. I was happy that I would get to hang out with Steve, but I was also nervous about him coming over. Steve was straight, if he found out how I felt about him, he might get angry at me. As the teacher went on and I continued thinking about Steve, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked around and no one seemed to be giving me any more dirty looks. I looked in the back corner of the room, and saw a large dark grey wolf staring at me, his deep crimson eyes were wide as if he were amazed by something. I looked in the opposite direction to see if there was something else he could be looking at, but it was me he was focused on. I tried to ignore his gaze, but I kept on being drawn over to look at him, and every time I did, he had his eyed dead set on me. His look shifted from that of amazement, to a sly smirk as he watched me. I kept my eyes on my desk, afraid to turn around, only turning to look at the clock. Finally the bell rang and I rushed out of the class as fast as I could. 'What was with that guy?" I wondered. I walked out to the parking lot and waited for Roy at his car as I saw the wolf from class walking up to me. He was a lot taller then most of the guys in our school, his dark grey fur was thick and lush. He smiled as he walked up to me, and I wondered whether or not I should run for my life.

"Hey, whats a little sexy thing like you standing out here all by himself?" he smirked.

'Did he just say sexy?!' I thought in shock.

"Sorry for being so blunt, but I have to say you are the most alluring person I've ever set my eyes on" he swooned, nearly trapping me between him and the car. Much to my relief I saw Roy walking over to us.

"Damien what are you doing?" Roy asked the wolf as he approached with a confused look on his face.

"Oh I'm just getting acquainted with your little friend here" He smiled, wrapping a large arm around me and pulling me in.

"Well can you let him go? I wanna beat the buses out of here." He said.

"Fine, I guess I'll see you tomorrow" He smiled as he let go of me, winking before walking off into the parking lot.

"What was that all about?" I asked him as I got into the car.

"Thats Damien, don't let him get to you he's like that with guys he likes" he explained

"So he's gay?" I asked

"Yeah, he's pretty much the only openly gay guy in school, but no one gives him crap for it cause he's Mr Nightshade's son." He replied. I was kind of surprised to here that, but then again they did look a lot alike.

"He was staring me down in class today, and then he started hitting on me in the parking lot" I told him.

"Wow, he must really have a thing for you then, Damien doesn't usually talk to anyone, except for me and the other guys on the basketball team. And from what I've seen he can be very sadistic and controlling, he kinda has a habit of just claiming people as his property." he explained.

"Really? He didn't seem mean or anything" I questioned

"Well he's not mean, just very controlling, last year he got benched a lot for arguing with coach, and he has pretty bad mood swings. He'll be nice and calm one day, then all the sudden he'll get irritable and explode." He went on. I wondered what kind of person Damien really was. He was difficult to understand. We arrived at Roy's house and went into his room, greeting his parents on the way in. We played video games for a few hours until I had to go home for dinner. I walked inside and remembered that Steve was coming over later. I went into the kitchen and saw my mom clipping coupons out of a magazine.

"Hey mom, I know this is kinda sudden, but is it ok if my friend comes over after dinner?" I asked

"Yeah honey thats fine, is it that boy up the street?" she questioned

"No it's another guy from school" I said

"Well it's nice to see you're making a lot of friends" She told me. After a few hours passed and dinner was over with I heard a knock on the door. Dad got to the door first and opened it. Steve stood in the doorway with a confused look on his face.

"Oh sorry, I must have the wrong place, I'm looking for Josh Taft's house" He explained. I walked out of the kitchen to greet him and he looked even more confused.

"Hey come on in." I told him. I lead him up to my room and he plopped his bookbag down on the floor.

"Dude, were those your parents?" he asked

"Yeah, I'm adopted" I explained, feeling a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment.

"Oooh ok, I was confused for a second there" he chuckled. He pulled out his algebra book and opened up to his homework assignment. "I seriously have no idea what to do here" He said pointing at a problem. I sat on the bed next to him and walked him through the problems step by step. Half way through we took a break and I got us some sodas from downstairs. "Hey thanks for helping me out, if I don't play homecoming my dad'll kill me" he said.

"Oh, is he strict?" I asked him

"Only when it comes to football, if I so much as miss a catch he flips shit on me, there's no pleasing him, no matter how hard I try he's never happy with anything I do, it's too much stress" he went on, brushing his hair back in frustration. "And my ex keeps bugging me, and asking me if I wanna get back together with her. Sorry, I didn't mean to rant on like that" he apologized.

"It's okay, I'm glad you told me, I never would have realized you had so much to deal with, you always seem so cool and collected" I told him.

"Really its the opposite, I have so much shit to deal with and no time to myself. If I'm at home my dad's bitching at me, and if I'm at school it's either coach or my guidance counselor complaining. I never have any time to myself. To be honest that's one of the reasons why I came over, it's nice to be able to just hang out" He smiled. I was confused by what he meant. I thought the captain of the football team would be going to parties and getting laid all the time. But Steve didn't seem like that kind of guy.

"What about the guys at school? Don't you hang out with them?" I asked.

"Their company doesn't appeal to me, all they care about is football and girls, they can't think any further than their own egos" he explained. I was amazed that he could be so insightful, I felt even more drawn to him than before. I continued to go over his work with him until it got dark out. As he left my dad had an unusual smile on his face.

"So does he play any sports?" he asked

"Yeah he's football captain" I told him

"Good, maybe he could get you interested in sports or somethin" He suggested. This is something my dad and I had argued about since 6th grade. He wanted me to beef up and join sports, but I know I wouldn't live 5 seconds on those fields.

"Dad I'm not going to join any sports" I replied

"Well how do you expect to defend yourself if you don't have any way of toughening up?" he retorted

"Why should I have to toughen up?!" I said, getting irritated.

"Because no one's gonna stop picking on you if you don't change your attitude!" He yelled

"I'm not the one who needs to change dad, the world does!" I shouted before storming off to my room. I slammed the door and buried myself in my bed, just wanting to disappear. My mom came in a few seconds later, a worried look on her face.

"Honey what was all that yelling about? One second I'm doing laundry and then you guys are blowing the roof off" she asked,

"Dad always wants me to do things to fit this image he has in his head. I'm not an athlete, and I'll never be the wolf I know he wants me to be." I muttered, tears rolling down my face. Mom stood silent for a moment, before coming over and pulling me into a hug.

"Josh, you know your father loves you just the way you are, he's just scared for you, he doesn't want you to get hurt." She explained.

"He doesn't want to understand me, he doesn't even know about... that yet" I told her. The that I was referring to, was me being gay. Mom found out during summer when she found a porn magazine I'd hidden in my closet during the move.

"Don't worry honey, he'll realize it soon, he might just not be able to accept it as easily as I did." she explained. After a while mom went back downstairs as I tried to listen to the conversation between her and dad. When I went to bed I looked at the spot Steve had been sitting. I laid down and let my hand rest there, hoping that maybe for a brief moment, I could feel his warmth again.

The next few days Steve had come over to work on his math, Damien kept trying to hit on me, practically humping me once when I went to my locker, and Roy and I kept hanging out after school. That next friday however was different. After gym Steve went to his math class with a nervous look on his face. I told him just to relax and take it one question at a time. After school I waited for Roy to come out, and saw him jogging up to me.

"Dude I totally spaced, I have honors society today so I can't give you a ride" he said. I looked over and saw that my bus had already left. "Shit man I'm really sorry, is there anyone else who can give you a ride?" He asked.

"I'll give you a ride" a voice behind me said. I turned around and saw Damien grinning, his thick muscular arms practically busting out of his wrestling T-shirt. I contemplated for a second, not wanting to go with him, but not wanting to wait 4 hours for a ride home either.

"Um, I guess I'll ride with him." I told Roy. He nodded before giving me a 'be careful' look and turned back towards the school. I painfully turned to see Damien right next to me. He picked me up with one arm and toted my over to his truck.

"I can walk you know" I said as I put me down.

"Yeah but a nice guy like you shouldn't have to" he replied as we got into his large black SUV. I blushed a little at his comment. I wondered if he was for real, or if he was just looking for sex. Either way it was awkward to be alone with him. He started the car and turned the opposite direction of where I live.

"Um, I live that way" I pointed out.

"I know, I just gotta stop by my place real quick" he told me. I was a bit worried to be going to his house, but he was the only alternative I had to get home so I had to deal with it. We quickly came to his house and he gestured me inside. I looked around and his house was quite large, and very spacious. I looked down the hall to see a little wolf girl shyly holding a teddy bear.

"Heey princess, why are you out of your room?" Damien asked, walking over to her.

"You were late, so I wondered were you were big brudder" she explained in a quiet voice.

"I'm sorry, c'mon I'll take you upstairs" He told her, putting his sister on his shoulders. He walked upstairs as I followed them, and took her into a pink room filled with dolls and toys. She laid her down on her bed and kissed her on the cheek, pulling her blankets up onto her. "Remember the doctor said you shouldn't be running around the house" he gently spoke.

"I missed big brudder" she cooed, putting a hand on his cheek. He gently took her hand and laid it down beside her before turning her light off and closing the door.

"Sorry about that" he apologized.

"It's alright, she's adorable" I told him

"Yeah she is, I hate having to keep her in that room. She was born with a weak constitution, and her heart is kinda small, so she has to take it easy until she gets older and stronger." He explained.

"I'm sorry, that must be hard" I said.

"It's ok, she'll be fine, I just hate that she has to be by herself like that" he replied. We walked back down and outside to his truck and got in. I told him the directions to my house and when we arrived the driveway was empty.

"So can I see your house, you did get to see mine after all" he winked.

"Um sure, I guess" I told him. I let him in as he looked around for a few moments before turning to me.

"So where's your room?" he asked slyly.

"Upstairs, I may have seen your house, but I didn't see your room" I replied, using his own point against him.

"Awww, come on, I wanna see where you sleep at night" He said, pulling my body to his. I looked away ad my face got hot, not wanting him to see me vulnerable. "Or maybe, I can just lay you down on the floor and have my way with you" he said, firmly squeezing my butt. I pushed him off and gave him an angry and serious look.

"I hardly even know you, I'm not just going to let you fuck me cause you're hot, I'm not some toy!" I yelled. He looked confused for a moment, and he turned toward the door.

"Fine, but I won't stop, not until I can have you to myself. I've never felt more drawn to anyone in my life, I can't get you out of my mind. When I'm jerking off, your name's the one I moan. When I go to bed at night, your the one I want next to me. So I'll just have to get to know you better" He smiled as he turned back to me. I felt torn by his words, I didn't know what to feel. He walked up to me, and leaned down, kissing me lightly on the cheek. "I'm sorry, I just thought you felt the same way, but if you want me to prove I can be the man you want be to be, I will" He whispered. He smiled and waved before walking out and driving away. I stood there for a moment, trying to understand just what kind of person Damien was.

Later that night Steve came bolting in my door. "Dude I got a fucking A!!!" He screamed.

"Thats great, I'm glad I could help." I smiled as he sat down on the bed.

"We should go out and celebrate, there's a party going on at my friends house, we should go" he suggested.

"I dunno, I mean, I'm not really the party type, and I hardly know anyone." I explained.

"Aw come on, no one's gonna care, and I'll be there with you if anyone gives you a problem." He said. I thought about it, and I'd never been to a high school party, and this might be my only chance.

"Okay, I'll go" I told him. He went out to his car as I went to tell mom that I was leaving. I went into her and dad's room to see the both of them getting ready to go out. "Hey mom I'm going out" I told her.

"Oh we're just about to leave too, we wont be back till tomorrow so if you need anything just call ok?" she explained

"I will" I said as I eagerly hurried downstairs and out the door. I got into Steve's car and we drove off. I felt a bit nervous and awkward about going to the party. Not just because I'd probably be the only human there, but also because Steve was nice enough to come over and invite me. After a few minutes of driving we pulled onto a street that was packed with cars. We parked down the far end of the street and approached a large white house with music pounding through the walls. Steve led me to the back yard where I recognized a lot of the furs from school. I thought I would have gotten a wave of dirty looks, but no one really seemed to notice us. We walked in the house and there was a collection of various vodkas and alcohols I didn't recognize. Steve poured a drink for himself and I hesitantly interjected. "Should you really be drinking?" I asked in concern.

"Don't worry I wont get drunk, you want something?" he asked

"Oh no I don't drink" I replied

"Aw come on, you gotta loosen up" he suggested

"No, I really shouldn't" I told him. He gave up trying to convince me and walked me over to a group of his friend from the team.

"Hey guys this is Josh, he's the reason I can play for homecoming" He told them. Most of them just nodded at me, and few gave the signature caveman grunt of approval. Steve ended up drifting away from group to group leaving me stuck in the middle of the crowds. Eventually I heard a commotion and saw Steve arguing with a slender fox girl with blonde hair. She was shouting at him and waving her arms and looked angry, while Steve seemed to be just as mad, but on a defensive stance.

"I thought you said you had to think about things, but here you are partying!" she shouted

"Brittney, you're the one who said you couldn't wait forever and stopped calling me!" he yelled

"God, your an idiot you know that, just go do whatever I'm fucking done with you" she screamed as she walked away. Steve stormed off towards the house as I tried to follow him. When I got inside I saw he was chugging a beer and easily crushed it and threw it on the floor.

"You ok?" I asked him. He gave me an irritated look and sighed as he brought his palm over his face.

"Just... I can't talk right now alright?" he murmured. I stood there in silence for a moment before walking outside and sitting on a nearby bench. I thought it may have been a mistake to come here with him. But I felt bad for him to have to deal with more stress. After a few minutes I went back inside to see if he had cooled down a bit. I found him with a few other first doing a row of shots and stumbling over himself.

"Heeeey josh, where did you do, youd go?" he stuttered He was drunk, really drunk. I saw he was holding a half empty bottle of vodka and he brought it up and chugged more out.

"Steve you should stop, you said you wouldn't get drunk" I told him.

"Yeah dude you're taking it too far now" the hyena behind him said before turning to me. "Hey, it's josh right? Maybe you should take him somewhere to crash for the night, he's not going to be able to drive." he said. I nodded and a few of the other guys helped him out to the car as I followed. They put him in the passengers side and one of them threw me the keys.

"Don't get pulled over alright?" the hyena said before walking back in. I climbed into the car and adjusted his mirrors and seat. I looked over and he was fumbling to put his on. I reached over and clipped it in for him as I felt his warm paw slide down my back.

"Mmm you have suchchs a nicshce body" he slurred. I thought he must've been out of it from drinking and started the engine. I carefully made my way back towards my house, praying that my parents wouldn't have come home for some reason. Much to my relief the driveway was empty and I pulled in and assisted Steve into the house. I took him up to my room and laid him down on my bed, but he refused. He stood up and brought me into his arms and started crying onto my shoulder. I froze for a moment before putting my arms around him as well and tried to calm him down.

"I'm sorry, I promishded that I wouldn't get drunk" he cried. All I could do was just hold him and rub his back as he cried. Soon he settled down and sat on my bed, and started laughing and rolling around like a crazy person. He pulled me down onto the floor and put his hands on my shoulders, his breath wreaking of alcohol as his face was right over mine. "I want you so bad right now" he moaned, rubbing a seemingly growing erection against me.

"Steve your drunk, just get into my bed and try to relax" I told him.

"No, I've wanted you since the day we met. When I saw you in those tight gym shorts I just wanted to fuck you so hard" he moaned again, grinding his crotch against my leg. I was stunned. Was he really being serious? Or was he just deluding from being drunk. He moaned even harder as he grabbed my body and started to forcefully hump and grind against me. He looked into my eyes and forcefully kissed me, his tongue writhing through my mouth. At first I tried to push him off, but slowly I stopped resisting, wrapping my arms around him as he cradled me in his. He pulled me up and laid me on the bed, fumbling with his jeans as he pulled out a girthy lion cock. It had to be at least 8 inches long, and it's thick vieny entirety was pulsing. He struggled to take his pants off before standing up and stripping off all his clothes. I sat in awe as I gazed upon his muscular frame, while he grinned at me and stroked his cock a few times. He crawled on top of me, bringing his crotch to my face, and slowly eased his cock down. I looked up at him as he put a paw on the back of my head and pushed his cock into my mouth, shouting in pleasure while doing so. I felt a spurt of warm precum shoot into my mouth as I steadily began to suck his length. He soon began to wildly thrust into my mouth, eventually putting both paws on the back of my head. After hitting the back of my throat a few times I stopped and coughed a few times, nearly choking on his huge member. He ran his claws through my hair, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He brought his body up further and was now on his knees as I was sitting up. He pushed his cock into my mouth again, being gentler this time, and bucked his hips bank in forth as his warm juicy cock fucked my mouth. I ran my hands across his muscles as I sucked him, before Steve took them and pushed them against his rump. He leaned into me further as I pushed him deeper into me, his pounding cock practically shooting out precum. He heaved and thrusted harder and harder, desperate for release. I took his cock out for a few minutes as I sucked his massive balls. He nearly roared in pleasure as he forced himself deeper into me, fitting both large orbs inside. I moaned into his furry sack and he desperately pumped his cock, panting heavily as he moaned along with me. He withdrew his nuts and vigorously shoved his cock into my throat. He gave a few final thrusts before roaring into an orgasm, his fleshy cock gushing strong streams of cum down my throat. I relished in my first taste of cum, its warm bold flavor splashing across my tongue as he pulled out. I sucked his cock a few second afterwards, trying to get out as much cum as I could. He then fell sideways onto the bed, heavily panting as he smiled in his afterglow. He looked over at me and pulled me toward him, bringing my body to face his as we both laid on our sides. He brought my head to his fluffy chest, and I nuzzled him affectionately.

"I love you Josh, I love you so much" He breathed as he held me close to him. I didn't know if that was him or the alcohol talking, but either way it made me happy to hear him say it. I slowly drifted off into the warmth of his arms, and gently sank into the darkness, my fantasies frolicking as I slipped into my dreams.

The next morning I woke up to a cold empty space next to me. I looked around and saw no trace of Steve or his car. For a moment I thought that maybe it had all been a dream, until I looked onto the floor and saw his cell phone sticking out from under my bed. As I picked it up I contemplated what I had done that night. I looked outside again and I saw heavy skid marks right outside of my driveway. This made me realize that maybe last night, I had made a horrible mistake.