Disclaimer: American Dragon: Jake Long belongs to Disney Animation Studios and Buena Vista Television.
Warnings: This story will contain the ending of a homosexual relationship. No described sex.
The End
Their relationship had started off amazingly, but one knew it wasn't the right time yet.
"Are you saying the relationship wasn't good enough for you?" Jake asked, his face starting to become red from the last few minutes of the conversation.
"No, it's not that," Spud replied, his face not red, but he was starting to get tense. He had wanted to break up with Jake weeks ago; but he hadn't worked up the courage to say anything until tonight.
"Well, then, what is it?" Jake asked, fumed and looking for answers. The October night air was extra chilly-even for New York. "Was the sex bad? I thought you enjoyed it?"
The air bit at Spud even more as he thought up the best lie he could on short notice. "No, no, it was good," he stated, his lie slowly morphing into a truthful statement, "it's just that…" he trailed off.
Jake noticed Spud shiver a little. Always the gentleman, he removed his sweatshirt and threw it on Spud. Jake's undershirt rode up as he took the sweatshirt off. This caught Spud's attention, and brought happy memories of the previous night. The memory was strengthened as he felt Jake's arms go around his waist. "It's just what darling?" Jake asked coolly.
Spud always hated being called 'darling,' but never liked to admit it. To him, a pet name always felt like an advanced relationship-something that he and Jake didn't have yet. They had been dating for a few months, but it all seemed like it was progressing too quickly. But even this wasn't the real reason he wanted to break up with Jake-just another thing to add to his list.
"It's just; I think we're taking this too fast." Spud finally said. It had taken more courage than he realized. He gripped Jake's arms tightly, hoping for some form of acceptance. Unfortunately, his need wasn't met. Jake shook Spud off, moving away as if Spud were a contagious disease.
"Too quickly?" Jake asked, the hurt he felt slipping into his voice. "We've been dating for three months! Spud, this is what couples like us do!"
The words echoed through Spud's mind. 'Like us' What did he mean by that? "Like us? What does that even mean?" He asked, his anger taking over as opposed to his nervousness. "Do you mean couples in three month relationships? How many couples do you know that have sex after only three months?"
"Plenty," Jake argues back. "My parents were only married three months when I was conceived!"
"Yeah, but they were MARRIED." Spud retorted, his streaked blond-brown hair blowing in the still strong wind.
"Well, you don't see people like us getting married anytime soon, do you?!" Jake bellowed. Silence fell between the two boys. It remained there for a few minutes like a bug that would not go away. "Spud…I'm sorry…" Jake finally said. Spud wouldn't hear it. He knew it was coming for a while. He knew Jake felt different about being gay. The time had finally come when Jake couldn't hold his opinion in any longer. It was the real reason he did want to be Jake's boyfriend anymore.
"I think you should just go." Spud said directly, refusing to look at Jake any further.
Jake turned on his heels and walked off without another word.
Spud walked forward into the October night, still shivering a little as he went.
This is slightly updated. By "slightly" I mean I changed "lived" to "liked". Just trust me, it was necessary.