It was Supposed to be Us

Twenty Six

POV-No One

"Do you forgive me?" Luke asked Reggie as they stood on the same roof their concert was on.

"Yes," Reggie stared into Luke's hazel eyes, and Luke could see the uncertain emotions Reggie held.

"Please don't lie, Reggie," Luke looked down at Reggie's chest for a second, then brought his eyes back to meet Reggie's beautiful, peacock eyes.

"Honestly?" Reggie half whispered. "It's really hard to forgive you. But I really want to. The past is past, forgive and forget. In order for me to forgive you, though, you have to forgive yourself. Because, if you hold that against youself, how can either of us move on?"

"I don't know if I can forgive myself," Luke replied. "I hurt the love of my life and afterlife to a point where I didn't talk to him for a month."

"I'll help you," Reggie smiled at Luke. "We can do anything as long as we have each other."

Reggie gave Luke a kiss and then they hugged for what felt like forever. The sun was setting so they decided to sit on the edge of the building and watch it together. Once the sun went down and the city was lit up, Luke wanted to come out to the world. Or in other words, dedicate himself to his boyfriend.

"What do you mean?" Reggie asked after Luke told him he wanted to make an announcment to the world.

Luke stood up and Reggie followed his lead. He wrapped his arm around Reggie's shoulders and made himself visable to everyone so he could be heard as well. Reggie decided to continue to follow Luke's lead and make himself visable as well.

Then Luke yelled as loud as he could, "My name is Luke Patterson and I'm fucking gay! Gay for Reggie! And anyone who has an issue with that can come kill me!"

"I love you so much," Reggie smiled.

POV-Emily Patterson

"My name is Luke Patterson and I'm fucking gay! Gay for Reggie! And anyone who has an issue with that can come kill me!" someone screamed from a rooftop. But I knew the voice. And I knew the names. And I knew he was already dead. I looked up saw my son on the rooftop with his best friend. I'm so proud of him. I knew he was in love with Reggie from the moment I saw them together. I'm proud of him for being proud of who he is. And proud that he's brave enough to scream it off a rooftop.

I went to my car and pulled the phone book out of the dashboard. If anyone knew where Luke has been hiding, it'd be the cops who were determined they were murdered. Anyone else would've thought food poisoning and moved on. They know more than they say.

POV-Mitch Patterson

"My name is Luke Patterson and I'm fucking gay! Gay for Reggie! And anyone who has an issue with that can come kill me!" I looked up towards the sound of the voice yelling. My son yelling. And I saw him up there on that rooftop with Reggie. And even though I couldn't see his face, I could see just howhappy he truely was. And that brought a sense of peace in me. Like a weight being lifted off my chest. Knowing he's finally happy and has accepted himself made me feel happy and like maybe I didn't loose him too soon.

I looked for my wife, but she had left my side. I found her digging in the car and asked what she was doing. A few minutes later I found us driving to Athena Grant's house.

POV-Jon Peters

"My name is Luke Patterson and I'm fucking gay! Gay for Reggie! And anyone who has an issue with that can come kill me!" I looked up towards the voice that I recignized. That was Reggie's best friend. And I don't know what it was, but I didn't want to beat the shit out of either them. I kind of envied them. I never knew they were so brave to be kissing each other in front of hundreds of people after announcing they're gay. I always hated Luke after I found him pinning my son to a wall, but seeing them up there made me happy for them. And I spent my life unable to care about Reggie. I disowned him. He'd never forgive me.

The realization of his death finally hit me. I didn't even go to his funeral. My wife divorced me and filed a restraining order. I don't blame her, though. I've been horrible to my family. For the first time since I was eight years old I started to cry. I missed my whole families lives. I let my wife down. I let my sons down. And worst of all, I let myself down. I grew up hating my dad and swore I'd never be like him, and then I became him. And I forced my family to deal with it. Especially Reggie. And he died thinking I hate him. I have to make this right. I ran into the building and went as fast as I could to the roof.

POV-Reggie

Luke pulled away from our kiss, but I didn't want him to stop yet. I pecked his lips twice before he forced me into a hug.

"I love you, too," Luke replied.

I gently kissed Luke's neck and he kissed my hair. I'm never letting him go again.

"You have a leech," I giggled.

"What?" Luke pulled out of the hug.

"I'm going to cling to you like a leech," I explained. "But instead of sucking your blood, I'll just be sucking you off."

POV-Jon Peters

". . . I'll just be sucking you off," Reggie told Luke when I opened the door.

That made me uncomfy. I coughed a little to get their attention and as soon as they saw me Luke stepped in front of Reggie and Reggie looked horrified. I hate myself. My son is hiding from me and I haven't even said anything yet.

"Please listen," I begged them.

"Why should we?" Luke asked in a defensive tone.

"You shouldn't," I replied honestly. "I'm a horrible person and I realize that now. When you all died I literally lost everything and it made me see how awful I was. Especially to you, Reggie. You have no reason to forgive me, or even talk to me. But before you leave, I just want you to know that I'm happy for you. Both of you. You guys have eternity together and you shouldn't ruin that. Keep each other and for the love of God, please do not become me."

"We pretty much helped raise a kid for a year," Reggie spoke, but still hid behind Luke. "I never have and never will treat her like you treated me. You beat me regularly. You made me do everything. You got mad when I did the things you asked me to do. And then you beat my best friend. And tried that a second time but we kicked your ass that time. And then you fucking disowned me. I could never be you. You're nothing but a cold, heartless bitch. I never should've protected you. I should've told everyone the truth."

"What?" I asked.

"The night you beat the shit out of me," Luke answered. "Reggie didn't want anyone to know the truth. We told everyone I was riding my bike and got hit by a car. And that's the story everyone thinks is true."

"I wish you did tell the truth," I looked down. "I should be rotting in prison."

POV-Luke

Reggie gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I turned and put my hands on his hips when he tried to walk towards his dad. I don't care what that man has to say, he gave my love depression for his whole life. Reggie has been happier without him.

But Reggie moved my hands and went to his dad anyway. Screw him and his kindness. I followed Reggie, even though he's a ghost doesn't mean his dad can't throw a fist and hit him.

He gave his dad a hug and I kept my finger through his belt loop just in case. His dad started crying as Reggie spoke.

"I can never forgive you," Reggie said, "but that doesn't mean I can't be nice. After this, never talk to me again."

After a few seconds Reggie let go and I instantly pulled him back to me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my chin on his shoulder as his dad said goodbye. About five minutes after he left, the cops showed up.

"Put your hands up!" one of them told us.

"Ready to go home, baby?" I asked Reggie.

He nodded and I kissed him just because breaking the law in front of cops makes me feel like a badass, and then we teleported back to Carlos and T.K's.