Love Doesn't Stop For Time

Chapter 2

For Scomiche-is-life

"Scott?" I grabbed his arm when he tried to get out of the bed. We had been together for about a week now. And I had to admit, even though we are very clinging, I enjoyed every moment with him. Scott came back to lay down next to me. I played with the necklace that dangled to the middle of his sternum. It was a small pouch with symbols written on the front. He always changes the subject when I ask about it. "Stay." He watched as he made our fingers lace through each other tightly.

"I need to talk to you about something." I felt my stomach become uneasy. He smiled. "It's nothing to worry about. I just felt like I needed to explain myself before we get any further into this relationship." It made me relax slightly at the sight of his smile. I went to rest my head on his shoulder. His fingers brushed my hair to behind my forehead. There was a long pause of silence.

"So, what is it?" He cleared his throat with his nervousness.

"The job I have, it takes me away for a long time. I don't know when I'll get back or when I'll go. I don't know if I'll be able to tell you goodbye before I leave sometimes." I let out a humorless laugh as I sat back up.

"What do you mean? What kind of job does that? I thought you were in college." He chuckled. He was once again nervous.

"It's hard to explain, Mitch." I shook my head, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You can't say that. It's not fair, Scott." I stood up from the bed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. I pulled at the sleeves of my sweater. Well, it wasn't my sweater. It was Scott's but I was wearing it. "How do I know that you won't be sleeping around?"

"Mitch...." He came to stand in front of me. His fingers held onto the point of my chin. "It feels like I've been waiting years for you enter my life. I'm not giving you up and I'm certainly not going to be with another man. You're already way out of my league. So understand that when another man tries to convince me to cheat on you, I will remain faithful."

"Maybe we should just end this."

"No, Mitch." I watched as he knelt down on one knee. "I'm not giving you up. I just got you. All I'm asking is for you to give it a try." He held both of my hands in his.

"And what if I become unfaithful?" I saw he didn't like that question. He didn't like the fact that I was even thinking about it.

"I....I was hoping you wouldn't." His eyes are like a dream. An amazing mix of emotions clouding the blue of the distant sea.

"Will I be able to talk to you?" He shook his head. "I don't know. I don't think I can handle that." He frowned, standing up. He was holding both of my hands firmly. He was treating this like it was the last time he was going to see me. I felt his lips brush against mine lightly.

"I'm yours, Mitch. My heart beats faster because you are near me. Not some other boy. You are the only person I've said I love you to."

"Well, you're not the first to me. The first guy I said that to, he left me and never returned. Why do I want another guy to do that to me?" I took my hands out of his. "I like you, Scott. I've told you I loved you. And it's weird because I just met you. Yet it feels as if I've known you forever." I felt his arm snake around my waist. He kept his hand in the small of my back while the other tilted my chin up to look at him.

"Spending one week with you isn't enough to last a lifetime without you. I know the feeling, darling. That we are somehow connected." His forehead came to rest against mine. "If I had a choice, every second of my life would be spent with you. It's a curse though. I have a very important question for you to answer. And I want an honest answer." I brought my thumb to brush against his quivering bottom lip.

"Scott?"

"If I was gone, would you wait for me?" My hand fell from his lips and went hold onto the yarn of his necklace. I grabbed the small bag that always adorned his neck.

"The question is if I trust you after a week of dating." He waited expectedly for my answer. It made him seem pathetic. I closed my eyes. "I trust you. Please don't make me regret it." I watched a grin pull at the corner of his lips. Then he kissed me. My arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to get closer. What was I suppose to do if he disappeared randomly? I couldn't make our last moments last because I didn't know when he would leave. I couldn't remember every touch because soon it would overlap.

"You're staring at me." Scott stated. I moved my eyes to his chest. My hand crept along his skin to touch the mysterious necklace. His hand came to intervene. I just wanted to know why it was so important that he wore it constantly.

"What do you see for our future?" I gasped as he lifted me up so my legs wrapped around his strong hips.

"I see an old gay couple, sitting on a porch, enjoying the country air. Watching their children have children." I searched his face.

"And are you there for me? Are you there for those kids?" He avoided my gaze as he lied to me.

"Yes." I chose to ignore it. I didn't know when he was going to leave.

I woke up alone.