Remembering...

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I was still on the bed beside him. I kept looking at him till my eyes got heavy I heard him in my head telling me to wake up. I couldn't help but yawn. I went and held his face.

  " Come back baby. Please come back. Come back home. Come back to your family.

Come back to me. Please baby come back to us. " I said holding his face. Wishing he could just come back.

  I closed my eyes remembering him calm. Him putting his arms around me laughing in the grass. Where he kissed my hand showing he respected me. Then kissed me, it was a long passionate kiss.

  It makes me smile thinking about it because in that time I thought things were great. He wasn't dying and I wasn't hurting. It was when we started dating. We took it slow.

  It was our first date. We were having a picnic and after we ate we sat on the swings and then cuddled on the blanket. He laughed because I gave him this funny look because of a conversation we were having which I didn't understand at first. It was the best time I had with Jax because it was that time when there was no drama, no hurt, no tears, no dying, or no problems.

  Just me and him and that is all I've ever wanted. Just me and him. I then open my eyes and lift my head off his chest. I heard his heart still going as I heard the beats.

  I looked at him. Never wanting to leave his side. I never wanted to leave him. He looked so much in pain even if he couldn't really feel it.

  He still looked so bad with his busted lip and his bended leg. To his hair having gravel in it. I was about to brush it out till I heard the door open. I looked at the door as it opened.

  I looked and saw someone who looked like a doctor. She looked sad which couldn't be good, I looked at Jax again then back at the doctor. I noticed I was laying beside him still. I got up and realized again my makeup must of been all over my face.

  So I went in the mirror and looked at myself. I had mesara all over. I went and wiped my face and tears off. She just looked at me as I waited for her to talk.

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