He was not exactly eye candy, but he was cute. Kyle was a good looking guy with his 6ft stature and medium build. We both attended Michigan State University and met at a frat party when he was a Delta Sigma Phi. Kyle and I have been together since sophomore year of college. I stood in the middle of the living room and looked at the closed door as tears escaped my eyes. He picked up his bag from the ground and slung it over his shoulder, “Take care Elle,” and just like that he walked out. I was now the most pathetic person in the world, begging my douchebag boyfriend to stay not because I thought I was in love with him, but because I was afraid of being alone, and being alone was something that was all too familiar to me. I crossed my arms and stared at him, “I don’t want your money I want you to stay. He reached in his jean pocket and threw some money on the table, “This is for the next couple of months so you can pay the rent.” He kissed me on my forehead and headed for the door. I followed him to the small space we call the living room as he dropped his bag on the floor. He let out a heavy sigh, “I’m sorry Elle I just can’t do this anymore.” “Rocky for you because you are searching for something that does not exist.” He threw the last of his clothes in his Nike bag and turned around to face me, “We both knew we were heading for this, things have been rocky for a while now, and you know why.” I rolled my eyes at him, “You tell me a lot of things Kyle.” “Elle, come on, I told you nothing happened.” “Does this have anything to do with that whore you met at Zoe’s the other night?”

“I just need some space,” he said as he threw his clothes haphazardly into his large Nike bag. I stood in the doorway of the bedroom while Kyle packed his bags.

Forever Black by Sandi Lynn