Love and Life (Merome)

Deep

Mitch's PoV

Me and Jerome walked through the musty hospital doors, and took a breath of fresh air, escaping the torment of bleach and sterile gloves that the hospital emitted. But then, I felt an unmeasurable amount of guilt in my heart.
           "Jerome, you know it's not stupid. I really didn't mean to say that. I understand, I really do. I was mad at myself, not you, for not realizing it and not looking at the signs. I believed you when you said a crazy "fan" took you to a building and pushed you off. I believed you when you said that you got that long cut on your leg because you scratched it on some broken glass. I fucking believed you when you said somebody tried to put something in your drink."
             A tear escaped the imprisonment of my eyelashes, spilling onto my cheek.
          "I saw you every day, yet I couldn't see what was happening to you. I didn't, I couldn't, I mean," I paused to catch my breath. I was almost sobbing out there in the street. "When you said no, that was the only time I actually suspected. And, even then, I believed you." I stopped walking to look into his eyes. "I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry, Jerome. I'm sorry I could never see. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when your sleeves were rolled down, when you hid everything. I'm sorry for not being there for you when you needed me to."
                I shut my eyes and tears poured out. Jerome pulled me into a hug. "Mitch, It's Okay! I should be the one apologizing. I put you through this, and if I hadnt had met you, I wouldn't be here today."
           "Yea, you wouldn't be walking out of a hospital after just attempting to commit sui-" I started but couldn't finish because of Jerome and my tears.
          "Your right, buddy, I wouldn't be walking out of here, ALIVE, with the BEST BOYFRIEND IN THE WORLD. I would still be in there. Actually probably dead a long time ago. I would be in there, with life support cut off and a flatling beeping. Mitch, every time I attempted to commit suicide, I thought of you. Right before I jumped off, I could only think of you. I wanted you to be the last one I think of, because, Mitch, I love you." Jerome grabbed my hand. "I love you too, Jerome." "Love you more."   He joked. People started looking at us.
             "Kawaii desu!!! Y'all are purrfect for each other!!!" A fangirl screeched. "#MEROME FOR LYFE!!" SHe screamed as we gave her our autograph. It was both of ours being connected with a heart. I smiled and me and Jerome walked along the sidewalk, talking and laughing until it got dark.