Emmett broke up with his boyfriend Travis (again) almost a week ago. It hurt, yeah, but it wasn’t Travis’ fault that he didn’t feel the same way that Emmett felt for him.

He sits in his car in the driveway of his house, letting his thoughts wash over him before he has to go inside.

Emmett nearly jumps out of his skin when someone knocks on the window. “Jesus, you scared me.” He mutters, gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter.