Life Support

Chapter 1...

Cameron's POV
Jumping off that bridge wasn't easy.
It took a lot out of me. Everything I ever started, was coming to an end. My family, my marriage, my life, all gone.

I never thought I'd be standing along that bridge, wanting to end my life, but that day came. Who wants to be known as the guy who didn't know his husband was fucking around for 5 years? We got married had a family, and that still wasn't enough?

I struggled enough trying to marry him and with getting both our families to accept us, and the world to accept us. I didn't want anyone else other than Nash Grier.

I longed to know what your lips taste like, to know again how you smell, to know how soft or rough the skin on your face is now, or what your heartbeat sounds like, to know how it feels to bury my face into your neck or lay my head against your chest late at night, to know what it's like to kiss you goodnight or wake up next to you in the morning, to know what your hugs are like, or how it feels to have your hands on me again. But oh, how I longed to know what's on your mind at 3am, to make you laugh until your sides ache and I see tears, to go on impromptu adventures up the coast, to show you off to all my friends again, and to play that album for you that I just fell in love with and how I fell in love with you, to go to sporting events and annoy you every 5 seconds to explain the call, to swing on the beach with you late at night, and listen to the ocean, to share again with you the things about me that I don't tell anyone else, and to tell you how you make every day of my life worth living.

I miss Nash. But I don't miss this person he became, or was the whole time I was with him, the side i never knew but everyone else did.

I think of all these things while sitting in my hospital bed, staring out the window in the St. Vincent Medical Center. I thought that fall would kill me, but seeing Nash walk in sent me into pieces.