My Angel Of The Night (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Two: The Memories Begin To Flood

Chapter Two: The Memories Begin To Flood

Brandon looked at me and saw my right hand go into my pocket. My pocket was bulging outward. He jumped out of his seat and fell to the ground as he began scooting back on the ground while saying "Jerome, please don't, please remember me, please?"

I was very confused, my head began to hurt, and I started to see images, as if a movie playing in my head, I kept seeing Brandon and I waking on the beach hand in hand with a voice and then I began remembering, everything began flooding back, all my memories. "Why did you help me today after leaving me in a hospital for days without me hearing a single word from you then I hear you moved on? Is this a game you are playing? My heart can't take this! Is that the woman you are with now?!!!" I screamed at him as tears filled my eyes and I began to cry.

"Please relax, please don't cry, please Jerome, please understand? I'll explain everything, just please understand things were not as you remember them to be" He replied as he began to get up and brought his chair next to mine and kissed my head and was holding me.

"Let go of me! just explain to me why you lied to me, and didn't just tell me who you were? Did you think I wouldn't know? Or I would not find out? I'm not stupid, and even though I was in a comma for 7 years and lost part of my memory, you sill were in my heart, you didn't even come to see me all 7 years. And the 3 years after I was out of the hospital? How come you never contacted me? How could you just leave me like that?!!" I said as I pushed him away and got up to sit in another seat and wipe my tears.

"Jerome, I came every day for a whole 2 years, every single day. And the doctors kept telling me you are not looking like you will be waking up soon. I left my number and email and all my contact information and updated it each time it changed, so they can contact me if anything changes, but every time they said there was no change, and the last 3 years after you left the hospital, in the beginning I began to look for you, every day, trying to find you but failed, even though your dad told me you died, I kept searching, I swear, you are always on my mind. Please forgive me, This woman is nothing to me, we are paying a role because I couldn't find you, she promised that we can always be together and keep searching then she began to fall for me. Please... Jerome, I love you!" He replied as he began to cry. "If you don't love me anymore, or if you don't believe me, please just shoot me with the gun in your pocket, I know your father would never let you go anywhere without protection" He added as he fell to the ground with his head between his knees crying.

A voice began to talk in my head with the image of a woman speaking to me sitting on a chair and said "a love can bring happiness, holding hands can bring a smile, holding him can make you forget the world; but finding the one true love, the one that can take all the worries away with a single 'hello', make you feel like a king with a 'smile', make your heart flutter with a simple 'kiss' on the cheek, now that is what you should await and long for"

At this moment we are sitting in the shadows of a corner where no one can see us, the rain still pouring hard. "Brandon?" I said as he pulled up his head to see my gun in my left hand pointed at his forehead, and my right hand still in my pocket. He does not move away, he only inches closer to it.

"Please if you don't love me and don't believe me...." He said as he brought his eyes in contact with mine.

"Brandon? Can you please have a seat and close your eyes, I don't care if I go to jail for this" I said as I held the gun out, and he began to get up and sat down in the chair and closed his eyes. "I am very sorry Brandon, but....."

And before I could finish he said "No Jerome I am sorry."

As I Held the gun toward Jerome while he kept still with his eyes closed and sitting on his chair, I slowly and quietly get off the seat and put the gun away. I go infront of him and asked "are you ready Brandon?"

"I always will love you even in death" he replied while taking a deep breath. "That's good, because I no longer fear jail for what I am about to do." I said, "oh and Brandon?" I began to ask as I tap his knee and as he opens his eyes slowly he sees me in front of him on one knee with my right hand out of my pocket with a ring in my hand "Brandon will you marry me?".