Now and Forever - Mark Feehily Fan Fiction [COMPLETED]

Chapter 29 - Best friend

Songs of the chapter:

Gavin DeGraw - Not Over You

Westlife - I Did It For You
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Jess' POV

I had talked to Shane yesterday to let me visit him again today. He directly agreed, knowing what Mark actually needed. Shane was the best mate ever. You'd feel lucky to have him as a friend, really.

Now I was walking to his room with 12 red roses. He used to give me 12 of them because he knew 12 was my favorite number. Maybe now I was thinking I could return him the same favor.

"Hi, Marky." I greeted him as I entered the room. I put the roses on the desk. "Look what I bring. Do you love it?" I sat on the chair then chuckled. "Well, you used to always love all my presents.

"How are you, today? Are you feeling better? You know, it really breaks my heart seeing you like this. This all is happening because of me. If I didn't listen to the bastards, maybe...maybe it's you that I'm going to marry soon." I couldn't hold the tears. I felt so damn guilty. I wanted to change everything but I couldn't.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry, Mark. I'm sorry I broke my promise to not leave you. But, thing has changed. I...I myself truly know that this whole marriage thing isn't right. This will only hurt us both, though you think it won't for me. I...I apologize.

"I didn't know what to do, Mark. That time, I just...I just thought about you proposing to me so I just said yes right away. But...but when I looked at his face, I realized it wasn't you who asked me. All I could see was the hurt look on your face when I said we were over." I continously cried as I entwined my fingers with his and held his hand. This could be the last time I felt his grip like this. This could be the last time I could ever be this close to him. I really knew I wasn't ever ready for this. But, I needed to.

Mark's POV

First thing I saw when I opened my eyes was white ceiling and first thing I felt when I did it was familiar warmth on my right hand.

I blinked twice. Hospital. I realized I was in hospital because last thing I could recall was sped down the street and then got crashed. But it didn't matter. Jess was marrying someone else in few months. It was better for me to die already actually.

But, wait. I felt my right hand fingers were entwined to someone's. Wait. Wait. Wait. It seemed I was very familiar with this grip, this warmth, this touch.

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Jess?

She was sleeping, holding my hand.

No no no. This must be a dream. Or maybe was I already in heaven? I moved my left hand to touch her hair. This couldn't just be real. But you know what? This was real. I could touch her hair. I could even caress it.

Damn. I didn't know what I should be feeling right now. Happy? Sad? Relieved? Mad? I just didn't know. Was she here just because Shane asked her to or because it was her herself who wanted to? Contradiction thoughts went back and forth in my head.

Suddenly something caught my eyes and made it clear that it wasn't Shane who asked her. It was her, my angel. Proof? 12 red roses on the desk. 12. It was 12, the same amount as I used to always give her.

She still remembers, I smiled to myself. I felt my chance to get her back emerged again. I got confident suddenly. I could get her back. I had to. I must.