Still sitting at the soundboard I could hear him down the hall yelling over the balcony. I got up and went to the door and heard him saying it over and over.

"Everybody clear out now! Let's go! Tony get everybody out or you're fired!"

I ran out of the room and up to Prince as he was still ranting to get everyone to leave.

"Prince come on calm down!" I said trying to reach out to him but he pulled away.

He charged the door to his bedroom pushing the door opened violently. I went after him because knowing him he could tear the place down when he's mad. I went inside his room find him pacing up and down the floor confused.

"Prince can I at least explain?" I begged as he still paced back and forth.

"What the fuck for!?!?!? You had no problem telling your mom but you couldn't tell me!?!?!?"

"How could I tell you when you don't answer my calls anymore? I can't ever reach you when I need you but you wanna be mad? What the fuck is your deal???"

He stopped pacing and in a rage ran up to me and we were face to face. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were dark. I actually wanted him to try something. For the first time ever I actually wanted him to hit me just so I had the opportunity to hit him back.

"After all we've been through. All theses years. You couldn't find a way to tell me? I thought I knew you better than that."

"I'm still the same person Prince. It's you who's changed."

I pushed him away and left him standing my the door as I sat down on the bed with my head down. He came over and sat down next to me. The confusion and hurt in him caused him to let out a deep and long sigh.

"How did you find out?" He asked.

"I was playing a crazy game of kickball during rush week when someone said I had passed out on my way to third base. I didn't know what was going on until I woke up in the back of an ambulance on a stretcher. I thought it was because I was dehydrated and it was really hot out there but it wasn't until they did the scan-"

"Stop! Stop. I can't! I don't wanna hear this!"

"Prince what are you so afraid of?"

"I can't do this. Regan I just can't! I can't lose you like this!"

"Prince you've pushed me away over the last few months anyway! Why do you even care anymore? I saw how close you got to your new dancer. I saw how you looked at her."

"That was for show."

"Lie and you know it! That wasn't an act Nelson! The whole world could see that it wasn't. That must be why you and Morris now have a rift between the two of you. Isn't it?"

He didn't say anything at first. He just gave me a look of guilt. The color of his face was a new shade of pink.

"What's her name?"

His eyes got wide when he felt like I was onto him.

"You know what that's not important."

"Oh cut the bullshit Prince! What's her name?"

"I'm not telling you. Let it go."

"You know I'll find out what it is one day so don't try to keep secrets from me."

"Yeah. You're one to talk about keeping secrets. Jenson."

The sting of his words wasn't as bad as the news i had received just a month and a half before graduation.

"I told you how I wanted to tell you Prince."

"So you can tell my dad. You can tell your mom. Can't tell me. What happened to 'we tell each other everything'? What happen to that?"

"Don't make this my fault! I never asked for any of this!"

"So you didn't ask for us?"

"You know damn well that's not what I mean. Stop trying to twist my words!"

"I haven't done anything but find out the truth. Something I would have hoped that you would tell me! But I guess you were just too selfish to think about how this would make me feel huh?"

"For fuck sake Prince you know that is not true! I would have told you if I could have called you! You were the one being selfish! When you first started out I've been there! I've come to every gig! Every show! I've been there for it all! But you! I wanted to see you at my ceremony excepting my degree and where were you? WHERE WERE YOU?!?!?"

He stayed quiet as he tried to keep himself from falling apart at the seams. He looked as if he couldn't take it anymore.

"I WAS WITH HER! OK? I SAID IT!"

I could feel my heart drop from my chest straight to the floor. The tears formed in the wells of my eyes. As bad as I wanted to I wanted to kill him but the pain of everything going on around me had me way to weak to even think about anything else.

"So you were sleeping with her." Was all I could say before I dropped to my knees.

He jumped from the bed and hit the floor catching me in his arms.

"Please. It was not like what you think. Please don't stress yourself. You don't need that right now. Try to stay calm. I'm so sorry. I wish..... I wish I could take it all back."

There was the man I fell in love with. He had finally come out of the shadows and into the light. The shy softness of his voice drew me to lay my head on his shoulder.

"Why Prince? Why? What happened with us?" I cried.

"It wasn't you I swear. I've been so caught up in the bullshit that you're right. I've been pushing you away. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

His voice still soft and sweet as he wiped my tears away from my face.

"I'm sorry for not telling you. I didn't want to break your heart." I said to him.

"I made it hard for you. I've been a terrible friend and lover to you. Let me make it up to you. Please?"

"How? Prince there's not fixing all of this."

He took his hand and raised my head to meet his. Our eyes had connected for the first time since this argument began and he came in closer for a kiss. When our lips touched it was like falling in love with him all over again. A warm feeling came over me as our kiss became more intense. I could feel his hand pulling at the bottom of my shirt. He pulled away and in one quick motion pulled my shirt up over my head only to take in a deep gasp of air and fall back away from me. I've never seen him so afraid. I noticed immediately what it was that freaked him out. The surgical scar that was still in the healing process just above my belly button. With a trembling hand he ran his fingers across it gently afraid that it might hurt.

"When?" Was all he could ask.

"Three weeks ago." I replied softly.

His eyes looked teary and sad as he watched this new wound on my body rise and fall with my breathing.

"Why?" He asked.

"It had to be done if I was ever going to have another chance."

Our eyes met and his hand touched my face.

"I wanna know. Tell me." He whispered.

"Prince I don't know if-"

"Please my love. Tell me. I wanna know. I wanna make sure I spend every single waking moment with you safe and sound in my arms."

My tears fell as I tried to find the right words to say with out scaring him.

"Prince. It's stage 4."

Prince squeezed his eyes closed tightly and shook his head.

"No. NO! You're still young! You can't! There has to be-"

"They wanted me to do rounds of chemo but I refused. I just wanted to enjoy my life without knowing that I......"

I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I just sat on the floor and cried. Prince was very hurt and confused.

"I don't believe you! I don't believe you're sick! You can't be! You just.....you just can't!"

He was close to screaming at the top of his lungs when he saw me laying in the fetal position on his bedroom floor crying hysterically. His anger soon subsided as he came back down and held me close to him.

"Regan I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" He said as he cried with me.

I could feel his arms clench me closer to him as he laid beside me. We had only laid there long enough to cry ourselves to sleep.