It’s a relaxing weekend for David. His dad is actually home, for once, and they all have dinner together. He and Sarah Nelson spend an afternoon together, and it’s almost like having real friends. Unfortunately, Monday means school. He goes, and waits it out. He’s got some issues to work out at the construction site tonight.
A few other students look over curiously.
"No, I am not okay. You haven't even looked at me in a week, right after you invite me over to your house and everything is great and tell you I love you and you throw me away like some orphan trash and you won't even look at me and now this?"
She holds out the camera.
"Why? You know how I feel about you, you can't keep doing this. I've left you alone and I've been trying to move on because obviously, you don't want me. I don't need your pity or whatever this is."
"I- look, Sarah, I just wanted to do something nice for you. I saw how you were looking at it the other day, and I just. Got it."
"Don't try to fix this. Let her say what she wants to say."
"You always do this, Matt. You linger, let me get close and then I do something, I fuck it up, and you bolt. Which you are allowed to do. But. You know how I feel about you. You've always known, I have always been upfront about it. I can't keep doing this. It hurts. I love you and I want to be with you, but not like this. I need all of you or nothing at all."
"How do I react to an ultimatum like that? You think I don't care about you? You think I'd buy something like that for anyone? You think that there's any doubt about how I feel about you? Why do you have to turn this around on me? God, Sarah, why do you have to be so fucking dramatic?"
"This is about you, Matt. You and your inability to make any sort of human fucking connection. I never know how you feel, there's so much doubt."
"Did couples counseling not work out? I promise, I'll get you a refund."
"All three of you, you're terrible people."
"It's kind of freeing, wow. I don't care about any of you. Pretty cool."
"Hey, Sarah, if you need to get out your justified anger at this asshole, meet me at the usual place."
He walks away.
She watches him go and then turns back to Matt.
"You need to decide what you want. I'm not doing this again."
"I do. Want this. Completely, totally. I'm in."
"You need to be sure, Matt. I am not some doll that you can toss aside when you get bored of me."
"That's not- I won't. I love you."
Callie and Stiles stand up together, leaving Matt and Sarah alone.
"This isn't how you treat someone you love."
"I can't lose you. It's just been hard, since- everything. I thought I could balance everyone in my life, and I hurt you. You're right. I'm sorry."
"Your life is still your life. Maybe it just doesn't have room for me."
"Don't say that. Sarah, I can't imagine my life without you."
"Maybe you should start."
Lunch is over, and neither of them want to be late for their classes, right?
Matt certainly doesn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry," he mutters, but he leaves the cafeteria. The eyes of the students follow him and her as everyone goes about their business.
Sarah ignores everyone's stares and leaves the cafeteria. And then the school completely.
She starts walking, still holding the camera in her hands. Should she... give it back? That feels like something people do after something like this.
The thought of returning it hurts. It means so much to her, even now. All her feelings towards Matt, the fact that she has never had anything like this to call her own. It's tangible and its hers and Matt loves her.
She can't stop the tears that come now. They overwhelm her and she has to stop walking and sit. She doesn't even see where she is, it doesn't matter. She has no place to call her own anyway. Where would she even go?
She loses time.