Latin was a dead language and one that was not popularly known but I did know one phrase and it happened to be the perfect bittersweet ending to us.

The words I was about to say had two meanings. One of them the popular meaning that was the ones Julius Caesar uttered last before dying that meant you had been betrayed and stabbed in the back. The other meaning was a way of saying you too.

I meant both because I still loved him. I could not imagine myself not being in love with him.

I blinked away the tears and I said back "Et tu."

Stone kissed my forehead quickly before pulling back. He watched me longingly as if he needed me to function.

"Go." He commanded.

My voice came out quiet "What about you?"

"Go." He said again but his tone was tyrannical and left no room for argument.

"Goodbye L—" I was about to say his nickname as I took a few steps backwards away from him but then I corrected myself "Goodbye."

I started with a speed walk and then I broke out into a jog. I forced myself not to turn back because I knew that if I did then I would have gone back to him.

The ground felt gravelly under my bare feet, but I kept moving until the sirens and him were a memory.

I focused on walking away. I would not look back. I was planning my next steps which were to head back to the school and back to Lana but not before stopping at my house for something to cover my feet.

The streets were dark and empty. It left me alone with only my thoughts. That was the worst part of walking up the pitch-black sidewalk.

There was nothing for me to distract myself from what was going on in my head. All I could see was him.

All I could think about was if he was going to be okay. All I could feel was worried that he might go down for a crime and I would not see him again.

I had to go back.

Just as I arrived outside of my apartment block and I was about to turn on my heel and go back to the beach and to him, I saw a shadow sitting inside the driver seat of Kermit.

I left my car keys on the kitchen counter because Stone dropped me off at Lana's house. There was only one other person that could have been inside to have gotten the keys.

The first thing that greeted me as I opened the car door was the smell of alcohol. A lot of it. The smell pinched at my nose.