Kelley's POV
This past month has been terrible. Nathan has been moved from the hospital to rehab but thankfully I've had Derrick to help me cope. I decide to text him as I'm lying in bed. After I text him, I pop one of my pills and about 5 minutes later I get a text back.
"Hey, can I come over?"
I don't have a problem with it so I give him my address and tell him to pull up. As I wait, I go in the kitchen and get my favorite ice cream; cherry with dark chocolate chips in it. It is so good I love it. About 30 mins later I get a knock a the door and it's Derrick.
"Come on we're about to go shopping to lighten this place up it's too depressing."
"What?" I smile
"Get dressed we're getting paint, decorations, everything let's go."
I get dressed and we go to Home Depot and get yellow and white paint, some plastic cover for the floors, and decorations from other stores. By this time me and Derrick really seem to be bonding I think this whole sponsor thing isn't bad after all. We pull up to the house and unload the car. Derrick lays down the plastic cover, moves the furniture, and hands me a paint roller thingy,
"Let's get to work."
We start painting the wall laughing and having a good time, so I put on some music and start dancing. Derrick just looks at me smiles and keeps painting.
"Come on lighten up a bit." I say as I sling paint on him.
"Well I'll be bout a bitch!" He says as he slings paint back.
We're slinging paint back and fourth making a mess, I get closer and roll paint on his overalls. He dropped his paintbrush so fast and grabbed my arm, held me tight, and looked me directly in my eye.
"Don't do that again." He says as we stare into each others eyes.
We had to be staring for a good three minutes. He lets me go and says that he wants to take me out.
"Come on I got somewhere to take you."
"Where and dressed like this?" I ask
"Come on." He moans
We get in the car and he takes me to a cliff not too far from my childhood home.
"How did you know about this place?" I ask. "I used to walk up here all the time growing up, I came here to clear my mind. I made a little rap while I was up here." I say as I start bobbing my head
"My boyfriend's name is Mello
He comes from the land of Jello
With pickles for his toes
And a cherry for his nose
And that's the way my story goes"
I giggle a little bit and I hear Derrick say.
"My boyfriend's name is Billy
He come from good ole' Philly
With a cherry on his nose
And 10 big fat toes
And that's the way my story goes."
"How do you know that?"I ask.
"I made one too." He says as he starts the next verse
"I gave him back his peaches." He says
"I gave him back his pears." I say.
We both recite the rest.
I gave him back his fifty cents and kicked him down the stairs!
"That is weird as fuck yo." Derrick says.
"Who you telling!" I say.
I wanted to cherish this moment so I pull my phone out and record us saying the rap again, and take a couple selfies.
"Okay, lets look at them." He says
We start scrolling through the pictures and they were so cute. After that we pull off and he drops me off at home.
"I'll come over tomorrow to finish painting." He says before he pulls off
"Okay."
I walk in and it smells like straight paint. Thankfully, I had my door closed so the smell didn't travel in my room. I lay on my bed for a while and start dozing off.
The phone rings
"Is this Mr. Kelley Rhodes?"
"Yes, who is this?" I ask
"My name is Amy I'm calling from the Hudson Rehabilitation Center, and we regret to inform you that Nathaniel Turner has passed on-"
After I heard that I couldn't hear anything else. My soul just went blank I dropped the phone and fell to the floor. I let out a scream of despair and hurt and broke down.
"THIS CAN'T BE TRUE!" I start to hyperventilate
"Though Nathaniel was a fighter he has passed on from a kidney failure. If you would like to learn about his insurance plan and funeral arrangements please call (703)-313-1758." The woman said, but I could faintly hear her because the phone was sitting next to me.
I start to rock back and fourth crying and screaming, I start banging my head on the bed
"God help me... God help me... Please God nooo not my bestfriend... HELP ME!"
I jump up and start breathing hard and feel the covers.
"Jesus please let it be a dream." I say trying to catch my breath.
I rush to my car and go straight to the rehab center panicking.
"Nathaniel Turner." I say to the receptionist, she gives me his room number and I run to room.
He is there asleep.
"Thank you Jesus!" I say as I hold his hand and wait for him to wake up.
YOU ARE READING
The One (BoyxBoy)
RandomKelley is a freshman in college who has been through a lot the past 4 years of his life. But it's a new year and he plans to make it the best year of his life. Will he be able to do so with the help of a special friend?
