The Best of Me

I've Been Gone I've Been Gone

Christina

"Where is this nigga at?"

"He's probably in traffic right now."

"Yeah sure."

"Hey, don't worry, I'm sure he'll be here soon."

I walked into my bedroom and grabbed my TV remote. I heard about some shit going down in Denver. They said that some cop shot another unarmed black teen. I swear this shit is getting so annoying. When I clicked on the power button, I turned to CNN news. What happened next made me pissed.

"Sources say that Mr. Tesfaye was in depression at that time, so he took the drugs. He has been arrested four times for handling drugs and we can see now why people told him to stay away from them. If you are just now turning to this channel and want to know what is going on, singer Abel Tesfaye, better known as The Weeknd, has suffered an overdose in his own apartment. The paramedics have taken him to the hospital but when he gets out, there will be a lot of consequences for this young man..."

I shut the TV off, threw the remote and ran out of the room.

"Where are you going, Christina?"

I ran out of my apartment and onto the elevator. When I was in the lobby, I sprinted to my black Mustang and put the key in the ignition. I know what you're probably thinking, "I thought you didn't like Abel anymore," well maybe I care about him to much to see him in the hospital ok. Gezz. When I got to the hospital, I went to the front desk and asked where Abel's room was.

"It's room 707 Mrs... Wait aren't you Christina Harris?"

"*Sighs* Yeah."

"OMG, I love you so much. Can I have your autograph?"

I quickly signed the paper and ran to room 707. When I got there I saw him asleep in his bed. I opened the door just a tiny bit so he wouldn't hear me coming in. I totally forgot that he was a heavy sleeper so I just opened the door all the way and came in.

"Oh, god Abel."

I touched his cheek and tears came to my eyes.

"God, after all these years, I still love you. Even if you told me that you never loved me, I'll always love you."

I saw his eyes opening a little and touched his hand.

"Christina."

"Yeah Abel?"

"I'm so sorry for what I had done to you long ago. I guess you really were to good for me."

"That's not true Abel."

"But it is. That day when I told you that I slept with other women is a lie. I don't know why I said it. I just felt... angered that the person I cared so much about, didn't get one ticket to just one of my shows, when I have a bunch of them coming up after that. I'm so sorry Christina, I know how much you hate me right now but I just wanted to let you know. I will always love you.

My vision blurred when I heard him say that. He loved me...after all these years, he still loves me.

I leaned over to his lips and kissed him tenderly.

"I love you too Abel."

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I know the chapter is kinda short, but I was SO busy with SATs and shit that my brain his tired out. All my creative juices have been wiped out dry and I hate it.

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