A/N: Thank you for the reviews! I'm glad that you guys like it so far. Just a heads up: these next two chapters are a little bit short. Also, I'm just going to tell you right now that this story is not a typical Eric/Donna story because they are not actually together for a majority of it. I just wanted to try something a little bit different. Regardless, I hope that you'll continue to read it.

I woke up the next morning feeling off. Even though the sex was mind blowing, I felt weird, like something had gone wrong.

Eric wasn't there. I guess that he had just stepped out for a second.

Out of boredom and curiosity, I began to rummage through his dresser draws. In the third one down, I found a small black box. Inside, there was an engagement ring. At that moment, Eric came back.

"Good morning!" he said cheerfully. "I picked up some stuff for breakfast."

"What the hell is this?" I asked him, holding up the box.

"Um, well, that's an engagement ring," he replied nervously.

"Look Eric, you are the love of my life, and I hope that I am still yours too, but I can't get married to you. Maybe if we started dating again, but for right now, I can't."

"It's not for you."


"I've been seeing this girl for about 3 years now. You didn't expect for me to wait for you forever, did you?"

"Wait, so, you have a girlfriend, but you slept with me anyway?"

"Yes, Donna, because even though I love Sarah, seeing you just reminded me of my life before her and how everything used to be. You and I, together. Donna, we were unstoppable. After last night, I feel like I don't want to marry her anymore. Please run away with me."

"I can't believe you Eric! It would be fine if you didn't have a girlfriend, but I didn't think that you were the type of guy that would cheat on a girl. I can't be with you. I'm leaving Chicago and never coming back to the Midwest again. I hope that you and Sarah have a wonderful life together."

I ran out, not really thinking about anything. I silently cried almost all the way to the airport. Eric was starting a new life with someone else and, going to New York, I would be doing the same.