• "Eric please," I begged pleadingly, trying to humor my Boyfriend, "You're making this harder for yourself."

    My now Ex boyfriend, Eric Palsy sat on a bench outside of our high school, in Illinois. He sat with his face in his hands crying. The clouds overhead covered the sun, making this day so much worse.

    "Eric, I didn't want to do this, but I'm sorry." I tried explaining it to him; the hours before school, saying Nothing EVER happened between me and him. I was just a girl he replaced after his last Girlfriend broke up with him.

    "But you don't understand." he cried out looking up at me, his eyes were red from all the crying. His black silky hair covering his most of the disaster zone, "You don't realize how much I need you!"

    I sighed, "Eric, If you really needed me, why did you act like I'm just another friend." I looked back at him, "Were you ashamed to call me your Girlfriend?"

    "No!" he said loudly, attracting attention to himself, "I love you Liz!"

    I shook my head, and turned my back on him, he grasped my hand. "Eric please, I'm sorry. If you really wanted to be with me, you should have shown it." Tears sprung from my eyes, as I desperatly tried to hold them back. At that moment, the school bell rang, saying "start getting ready for class" I jerked my hand from Eric's grip.

    I tried not to turn and look at him as I walked away.

    II

    I never could concetrate that day, the rain made me feel depressed, and all my friends could see it. Shayla, my best bud since fifth grade comforted me in the Bathroom as I cried into her shoulder at Lunch. I hardly saw Eric in the halls, if I did he never looked me.

    English class was the worst, thats the only class we ever shared together. As I walked into the classroom, my purse on my shoulder, carrying my books, I half expected Eric to burst out crying begging me to come back to him.

    Eric sat in his desk, he didn't look up at me when I walked to my seat and got situated. Amazingly the entire class went off with out a hitch. Mr. Doloski seemed to understand the tension between us, because he moved me to a new seat. I always loved Mr. Doloski.

    It was the end of the day when it happened. I was walking to my bus when I saw him standing by it. I looked at him, as he got down on his hands and knees and looked up at me.

    "Please." he begged weakly. This was the toughest moment in my life, my descion would make Eric happy or crush him until he wanted to die. My friends stood in the background as I had a mental battle inside my head. My step-mothers words echoed through my head

    'He's not the person who makes up your mind. You are. It's up to you whether or not you should stay with him.'

    Eric once again cried as I shook my head no. Without a word I walked up onto my bus, and found the most isolated seat I could find, and I cried silently to myself, trying to get rid of the feeling of guilt that kept constricting my chest.

    I looked out the back of the bus, and I saw Eric staring at me. I knew some how I had to be strong...