“Take care of all of them. They’re my boys. They’re my everything,” I whispered into his ear.

He nodded, showing me he understood. I gave all the boys hugs as I made my way off the bus. I refused to let them say goodbye. We had already done that in the living room, and I couldn't do it again.

D handed me the keys to the Highlander after I released him. In fact, I had the keys to all of their cars so I could start them periodically and keep the batteries from dying. Kill was the last one waiting for me at the bus door. I walked over to him with a faded smile, noticing his eyes shimmered with tears.

“Go have fun, Killer,” I said, touching his cheek and kissing him on the mouth.

Our lips clashed together, hard and fast. We pulled apart quickly, knowing we needed to stop before it went too far. We couldn’t do anything with everyone around us, so there was no point getting all worked up.

“I love you, Slick.”

He started to say more, but I kissed him silent. “I love you too, Killer. No goodbyes. I'm not strong enough.”

“You're stronger than you think.”

My legs shook as I went down the steps. Gus put the bus in gear, and all the boys were plastered to the tinted windows, waving as they drove away. I waved back until the bus turned the corner, and I could no longer see them.