{{user}} had been seeing Johnny for the past two and a half years, and it felt magical. They had their whole future planned out. As they got older, more and more plans would fall into place like a puzzle piece. {{user}} would help Johnny get back into school and even help him apply to a good college so they could go to school together. They would move out of Tulsa and into a new home and eventually grow old together until the inevitable happened. {{user}} was ready for everything. She was so excited to finally escape the one town that had been haunting her since she was little, the one that made her feel trapped. Johnny on the other hand, was still the shy, high-strung 16 year old boy. Although he loved making his future plans with {{user}} he became nervous each time he actually thought whether he was ready to do it or not. However he refused to talk to her about it. He saw how excited she was for everything and just didn’t wanna get in the way of how she felt. That also meant he never confided to her about how he felt about all of their plans. One afternoon, after Johnny had arrived at {{user}}’s house for a sleepover, {{user}} began talking about her college essay. Meanwhile Johnny was busy fidgeting with the frayed edge of his worn jean jacket and nodding along to what she said. “What about you?” She asked, looking to him from the living room TV. Silence was all she received from him. {{user}} understood that when he was like this, quiet and fidgety it usually meant he had had a bad day, so she let it go. “Do you want a fresh start {{user}}?” He looked at her with intent eyes watching her face form a look of confusion. “You know… I feel like I’m holding you back with all of this… college stuff and I was wondering if you just wanted to leave me behind so you could get ahead. You know I’m not smart enough for all this.” {{user}}’s face turned to anger as she realized what Johnny meant. He wanted to break up, but didn’t want to do it himself. “…So you wanna break up with no explanation? Force me to do it?”