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(Written back in March 2024)

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Cole's pov
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"Mm, good morning, baby." I mumbled, holding Peter close, putting my head on his shoulder.

"Hymp." Peter mumbled, burying his face into the bed.

"Come on, it's morning. Time to get up." I said.

"Noooo." He whined.

"Why don't you want to get up? It's a nice day, come on! Let's go enjoy the day, have fun!" I said excitedly.

He looked up at me, tired and annoyed. Judging me with his squinted eyes.

I sighed and frowned. "Fine. I'll make breakfast for myself. So your on your own." I said, getting off the bed.

"Wait. Make me something, pleaseeee?" Peter pouted.

"Only if you get up." I said, crossing my arms.

"Whyyyy!? I'm really tired. I don't want to get up." He said.

"Because, its morning and we should do something today. Something fun. I might even take you on a date." I said.

He tried to hide a smile, "Fine. I'll go downstairs for breakfast. But I'm stay here until then." He said then covered himself with a blanket.

Sighing, "Alright."

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"So about a date... are you finally going to take me on one?" Peter asked, taking a few bites of his food.

"I will gladly take you on a date, baby. I will make it the best date ever for you." I said.

"Well considering I've never been on a date. Any date would probably be better than nothing. I mean, unless you really mess it up." He said.

"Uh, hey! It would- it will be great! I'll plan something soon. Because we both deserve some special time together. Away from everyone, away from the drama. All of that." I said.

"Alright, you do that." He said walking away.

"Hey! Where are you going!?" I asked.

"Back to sleep!" He yelled back as he headed upstairs.

"But you just got up!" I yelled. Then got up to follow him.

"Cole. Why are you following me?" He asked annoyedly.

"Because we're supposed to spend every minute together." I said sarcastically.

He crossed his arms, "I'm going to take a shower. Why don't you go plan a date for us?"

"Why can't I join you? I can think while we shower together." I said.

"Ugh, Cole. You'll survive. You already woke me up to soon." He said as he grabbed some clothes and a towel.

"So? You'll forgive me. You always do." I smiled.

"Your not take a shower with me." He said, quickly closing the bathroom door.

"But wai-"

. . .

I did in fact take a shower with him. I won't tell you how... I have my secrets.

While I was busy thinking about a date for us, heading back downstairs. There was a knock at the door.
Huh. Who could it be?
Maybe Keith or Spencer or maybe Garvey? Or maybe my dad. Hmm.

"Yello?" I said as I opened the door. Not expecting who would be there.

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Peter's pov
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Last night I had a terrible headache or migraine. I dunno, but it hurt a lot. That hasn't happened in awhile now. So it caught me off guard.
Yesterday was so draining, school, the chaos, the fight...
I gulped. The thoughts of that night. All of those years ago... I could still feel some of the pain. It hurt to think about those memories.

Yet Cole made me feel so comforted.

A date with him would be amazing. Yeah, we're together all of the time and have hung out before. But not a defined date. I've never been close to being in a relationship before. I mean, I didn't even realize how gay I was. Ha, no wonder I was so... different.

I was still upstairs in the bathroom, drying my hair. Maybe I need a haircut. Maybe Cole too? Hm, I dont know. He looks good with his long, messy hair. And I mean, he loves my hair, sooo. I guess it'll stay like this for awhile longer.
Ooo, what would Cole look like with a beard?

There was a knock at the front door, even being upstairs I could still hear the loud knock. Who would be knocking that loud? And why? Who is it?

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Cole's pov
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"Oh. Uh, hello there. What's going on?" I said worriedly.

"Are you Cole Mathews?" One of them asked firmly.

"Yes, sir."

"We need to talk to you. Is it alright if we come in?"

"Yeah. Come in."

They sat down on the couch and I sat in a chair.

"What's this about?" I asked, holding my hands together, foot tapping.

"Well, we want to talk about the fight that happened yesterday at your school." One of them said.

"Alright. But what do I have to do with that?" I asked.

"We want to know more about what happened there. What you heard or saw. Do you know anything about the two of them." The other said.

"Wait. Shouldn't you be telling me your names first?" I asked.

"Ah, yes. I'm Officer Elias Winek." He said reaching his hand out to shake mine.

"I'm Officer Lorenzo Constant." Also reaching his hand out for a handshake.

I shook their hands, "Okay. Well I don't know why your asking me. I don't even know who the two guys are. I saw people running over somewhere so I went to see what was going on. I tried to help stop the fight."

"So you have no idea who they are or why they would possible be fighting? No signs of anything going on between them before hand?" Officer Winek asked.

"No. I don't remember ever seeing either of them. Maybe they were in a gang or something. I'm not sure. I'm sorry I can't help officers." I explained.

"Well, that's unfortunate. Because we're also here for another similar reason." Officer Constant said.

"What's that?" I asked confused.

"About the fight with you and Mr. Driscol. While the court worked everything out with the Driscol family. We are still concerned about you, Cole." Officer Constant said.

"Me? What about me? What did I do?" I asked.

"You technically violated your parole." Officer Winek said.

"What!?" I said frustrated and annoyed. "I was already in a jail cell for 2 weeks! Isn't that enough!?"

"Please don't get agitated. We're here to talk, you need to listen." Officer Constant said firmly. His face serious, eyes glaring at me.

Suddenly realizing that I had just raised my voice at two officers. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm just- I hated being in that cell. I didn't do anything to deserve being there. Yes, I know I have a track record. But that is very old and I'm very different now." I tried to explain.

"I'm sure that's true. But we're just doing our job." Officer Winek said.

"Right. Why am I- well, am I being interrogated or arrested? Or something?" I said confused about this situation.

"For now no. But you have already been involved with fighting activities recently." Officer Winek said judgingly.

"There were the fights between you and some other students, someone named Keith I believe?" Officer Constant said.

"The fight between you and Mr. Driscol has been worked out, so you shouldn't be in trouble for that. He was a raged adult that attacked you, so you defended yourself.
But with this other fight that broke out yesterday. We are concerned about you and other students." Officer Winek said.

"But I wasn't involved in that fight yesterday." I said.

"We know that Cole. Look, we want to work with you, not against you. We're not here to accuse you of anything." Officer Winek explained.

"Alright. Um. Is that all?" I said, hoping they would be leaving soon. My body just wanted me to run up to Peter. What was going on? What did they even want? I didn't do anything!

They can't put me in jail...can they?

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Peter's pov
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Making my way down the stairs, slow and quietly. Stopping about half way. Trying to listen what was going on. I'm not in the mood to be around people. My head is still sore from yesterday.
The people that were here eventually left, meaning I could go all the way down stairs.

"Cole? Who was that?" I asked. He was just standing there, with wide eyes and a confused expression.

"Um. It's not important." He said.

"Then why do you look like that?" I asked, crossing my arms, head tilted.

"It was two officers." He said quietly.

"Officers!? Why?" I asked concerned, dropping my arms.

"Ugh. It doesn't matter." He sighed, leaning his head back with his eyes closed.
"Besides I have to go plan us a date." He said happily with a smile.

Biting the inside of my lip, "Yeah, you go do that." Why would cops be here? Is Cole okay?

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Cole's pov
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After the cops came by, I needed to talk to Garvey. I don't know what's going on or what's going to happen to me. I didn't do anything, but, that doesn't mean people won't judge me and try to put me in jail or something.

Frantically knocking on Garvey's door. "Please, please, please." I whispered under my breath.

"Cole!" He said happily as he opened the door.

"Hey, Garvey. Uh, are you busy? I need to talk to you." I said.

"We can talk. Come in. What's this about?" He asked.

Before we even sat down or anything, I immediately blurted out, "Some cops came by the house today." Fiddling with my fingers and tapping my foot.

"What do you mean? What did they want?" He asked seriously.

"They were talking about the fight at school yesterday. And they said that if I get caught up in any kind of violent, fighting behavior. I could violate parole and go to jail. Can they do that Garvey!?" I said quickly.

"Oh. Well, yes, they technically can. I told you that could happen, back when Keith and the other guys were bullying you and Peter. It took a lot of work to keep you out of jail." He said with furrowed eyebrows.

I sighed deeply. "I wasn't even involved in that fight yesterday. I didn't even know the guys who were fighting or why." I explained.

"Did you tell the cops that?" He asked.

"Yeah. That's exactly what I told them. I didn't do anything, so they can't just throw me in jail. Like they did after the Mr. Driscol thing." I said, annoyed at the thought of those miserable days.
Garvey noticed that. The anger rising and my right fists.

He put his hand on my shoulder, asking, "So, how are things between you and Peter?"

I relaxed, taking a deep breath and looking at him. "Things are good. But yesterday freaked him out and he got a headache or something. It really hurt him. It scared me seeing him like that. He was in pain and I couldn't help him." I said, actually expression my emotions instead of trying to keep they bottled up.

"Hmm. If he gets migraines a lot then he should probably go to a doctor to get a checkup. But it's a good thing your always with him." He said, lightening the mood.

"Thanks, Garvey." I said, pausing before I hugged him. Just relaxing and enjoying the comforting hug. Old Cole Mathews would never believe me now.
I've almost become the complete opposite of my old self. Or maybe I was always like this, it was just hidden.

Leaving Garvey's place and walking back home.
Ugh, this is supposed to be a good day, for me and Peter. Noticing I was getting hungry and then saw some cars pulling into a line for a fast food place. Why is everyone going to the same place?
What place is it anyways? Oh, it's Dairy Queen. Nice. That actually sounds pretty good, I'll get some food and ice cream for me and Peter. I'm sure that will light up his day. Who doesn't love food?

Clumsily opening the front door while holding the food I bought. "Hey, Peter. I got something for you!" I yelled out into the house.

"Whatcha get?" He asked as he walked up to me. "Ooo, food! And ice cream!" He said happily, immediately smiling.

"Yep. I figured you'd enjoy it." I said and kissed his forehead before he ran off with the food.
"Hey! Some of that is mine!"

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