“It’s like we’re the only ones in the world.” My throat felt tight as tears prickled at the backs of my eyes. For the first time in as long as I could remember, I felt truly happy. It seemed like Trent and I had taken a long road to get where we were. It was a shame it took a tragic event to bring us together, but David’s senseless death had given me a new outlook on life and Trent was a part of that. Cameo finally understood all the demons I had been fighting. We even worked together, along with David’s parents, in setting up a memorial scholarship in his name.
The official unveiling would commence in a ceremony the school had planned for when we returned for the spring semester. I had been asked to give a speech. I already knew what I would say and hoped my words would give his parents and friends some peace. I had to put aside my feelings about how MSC had treated Trent. It felt like a double-edged sword to work with them since they had stuck to their decision regarding his expulsion, despite Professor N and several other professors speaking on his behalf. It was Trent who encouraged me to put my misgivings aside, convincing me it was for the best. He was currently continuing the work on his project at Professor N’s house. Trent seemed perfectly content with the way things had turned out, which was all I could ask for.
“You’re the only person that matters in my world,” he whispered.
I sighed happily as his lips tenderly captured mine. Without breaking contact, I pulled the sleeping bag over our heads. We made love beneath the sky full of stars and streaking meteors, never taking our eyes from each other.