The Finale.

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Jay's POV, 2:36 a.m:

As I entered our mansion in Vegas, I was met with darkness.

Meech and Justin came in behind me while minimizing the amount of noise they were making.

My mom and Chris' mom were notified upon my arrival. They know I'm safe and back in the states. But, they were tired and so was Cadence, so I told them not to wait up for me.

I'll wake my son when he's had enough rest.

Meech and Justin headed to their guest rooms as I stayed on the first floor.

I set my bags down softly and immediately walked towards the bedroom where Chris continues to sleep peacefully.

When I approached the threshold, my eyes began to water.

"My baby..." I whispered softly as I walked towards the bed.

There he was with his cute little freckles dancing across his face... I missed him dearly.

I pulled the covers back and climbed in with him.

My eyes wandered over to the monitors as they continued to beep.

"I did it Chris... I finally did it." I said planting a kiss on his forehead.

The one thing that's driven a riff between us is finally out of the picture. I wanted to be able to breathe with no worries and now I can.

But to be completely honest, I would be lying if I said I'm 100% okay.

Chris is still in a coma, and he's been under for some months... when is enough, enough? How do I know this isn't torture for him?

I tried to erase the negative thoughts from my head... but it's not working.

"I remember when we first met... just like it was yesterday. You gave me the meanest stares known to man." I said chuckling and rubbing Chris' hand.

His chest rose and fell as we laid in the bed together.

I started getting sadder because I never wanted things to come to this. Chris is supposed to be awake. That car accident should've never happened. The both of us should be celebrating right now because Juan is gone... now there's just a feeling I can't shake because the love of my life might be gone too.

I've always been an ambitious person. I never wanted to give up on Chris, let alone give up on us.

But, am I doing him more harm than good by keeping him hooked up to a machine for life support?

"Even though you were pissed at me coming late the first day... you gave me enough grace to keep me under your wing. You treated me with respect after I showed you that I deserved it. You handled me with care and tried your best to protect me. You opened up to me and you trusted me with your life... all within the span of a month." I said grazing my fingers across his freckled cheek.

"You've taught me so much... how to have courage, how to be fierce, be brave, how to not back down from a fight, and how to see potential in myself that I didn't see before. Chris, you've done so much for me... I mean you literally turned your world upside down for little ole' me. I was a nobody... I know you wouldn't agree, but I honestly owe you everything." I said as I started tearing up.

"I didn't have the money at the time to be on my own and support a child I thought I'd have. I felt weak... felt like I was nothing after I was left to fend for myself. I even felt unworthy of love. But, you... you built me back up Chris. You allowed me in your space and catered to me like no other man has before." I said as I allowed a few drops to fall from my eye.

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