Unbreakable Love

Lonley Island

Jayden's POV

Several flashing lights aimed towards me as the men behind the loud flashing cameras all talked over one another in desperate for answers...
"Jayden, Jayden! The media has been begging to know if Grayson Dolan made it out alive the night of the shooting, as there is no official confirmation of his death yet." one of the man says while the others waited for a response.
"... No. Unfortunately... he did not make it. That will be all the questions I will answer tonight. Goodnight." I shut the door and lock it just in case. I lean my back against the door a release a sigh of relief. "Are you out of your mind?!" Ethan yells at me. "We made a rule that I will be the one answering the questions! Not you!" He continues. He grabs strands of his hairs in rage of my stubborn actions and yells. It frightened me seeing him this angry. He's usually the calm one while Grayson was the loud obnoxious one.

God how I miss him... I try not to think about him too often because every time I think of him, all I wanna do is lay on my bed the entire day watching some stupid show on Netflix. Sometime I may be having a great day, but once he comes up on my mind; I lose interest on everything I was excited for.

"Don't listen to him Jayden. I think you did great. It was brave of you to go out there in front of all those bright flashy lights and people talking over each other. I'm proud of ya." Jeremy says. He places his hand on my shoulder and looks at me with a warm smile. I smile back at him. He gets closer to me and whispers "Ethan's just on his man period." in my ear. I try to contain myself from laughing.

"I heard that!" Ethan says crossing his arms. We both laugh at Jeremys joke while Ethan rolls his eyes.

Ethan's POV

"Whatever." I groan. It's not like me to be so down in the dump like this but since this whole situation happened- it's been stressful. I don't know how those two can joke around so much during these difficult times in our lives. It's been five months but it feels like nothing has progressed.

I make my way upstairs and make sure no one is peaking inside through the windows. I stop at a door in our house which is... the room. I look to my left... I look to my right... nothing. I'm clear. I slowly open the door carefully trying not to make a noise. When I enter the room, I close the door the same way I opened it, nice and slowly.

I turn back around to look at him. "How are you?" I ask him. No response. I approach the bed he's laying on making sure he's okay. "I see you haven't ate the food I made you... want me to heat it up?" I play with my fingers as I stand here waiting for him to say something. Anything. Still no response. I give him a couple more seconds to see if says anything. It doesn't seem like it though. His eyes are half open, his lips are droopy and wet, his hair is a mess and knots everywhere. Not to mention his long beard he grew. His skin is all pale and dry from being inside. I hardly recognize him anymore. He's like a homeless living in my home now.

After Grayson got shot by Jaydens dad, we faked his death so the media would stop talking about any speculations of him being bisexual which we knew would stress him out. Not only that but we don't want attention. Unfortunately, paparazzi exist in this world which makes it difficult. Now Grayson is not allowed to go outside since it's too risky for him to get caught. It's not like he wants to go outside either way.

"Five whole months Gray, five whole months that you've been laying your ass on that bed." I say with a more louder voice. The doctor says that he is now able to walk normally again and yet he refuses to. "Everyone is worried sick about you Grayson. Don't you wanna live your life again and forget about the past? Don't you care about mom to let her know you're okay? And what about Jayden? Don't you care about him? Everyday he talks about you. Aren't you his boyfriend? You haven't seen each other in almost half a year. Don't you want to talk to him again and spend your whole life with him??? ARE YOU GOING TO SAY ANYTHING??" I yell at him.

Seeing his soulless faces annoys me, especially when I'm try to talk to him. It's like I'm talking to a brick wall. He just looks so out of it, like if he's on his own lonely island on that bed, somewhere far away without anyone knowing. He doesn't seem to care. I sigh in disappointment and walk away slowly. I open the door to leave.
"How is he?" Grayson says in a quiet hoarse voice. I turn around in disbelief. "Huh!?" I say making sure that I'm not going crazy. "How's Jayden?" he says again.

Jayden's POV

I flip through the movies on the tv and try to find something interesting to watch. It's 10 AM and I would usually fall asleep during this time but tonight I'm surprisingly not in a sleepy mood. "Hey Jay, whatcha watching?" Jeremy sits next to me on the couch and puts his arm around my shoulder which makes me blush. "uhh- just trying to find a movie." I say shyly. I may be looking straight toward the TV, but I can tell from the corner of my eye that Jeremy is looking straight at me. He's getting so close to me that I can basically feel his breath on my neck. He doesn't say a word. He just continues staring at me with his dreamy eyes which makes me blush even more knowing that he can notice my red cheeks. I feel his delicate hand gently pinch my chin to face him. Now we're locked in each other's eyes. He smirks as he strokes my warm cheek with his upper hand. His shiny glimmering eyes locked into mine. He slowly moves his hand lower down to my lips. He places a finger on them and bites his own lower lip followed by a lick. He removes his hand and gets closer to me till our lips touch. He doesn't open his mouth and neither do I. We sit there with our eyes closed and our lips and our foreheads touching. We don't kiss, we don't talk, we don't do anything. The feeling of his wet plumped lips rubbing against mine melts me. I place my hand on his cheek as I feel his tongue slip between my lips.

"Jayden! Jeremy! I've got news!"