Immortality ‖ Septiplier

Chapter 28

"It's obvious that I don't like you, because you're my husband's ex wife, but I'm going to put up with you, for his sake, because he needs you, but if you do or say anything I don't like you're leaving immediately. Understand?"
"Mark, if you want to make him happy you'll love him and keep me around, because what I know is that were both two important people to him we need to be there for him. So put your pettiness and jealously behind you for now."

She was right Jacky needed us and I can't be mad at her but appreciate what I have, my Jack.
"I'm not jealous. I'm just protective."
"You have a funny way of showing it."
She pushes past me and back into the room, we both sit at his bedside watching him sleep, I wish she wouldn't, but I just act as if she's not in the room and continue to pet my husband's hair, comforting him.

"He's going to be hungry when he wakes. Can you get him something for when he does."
"You're his husband."
"Don't do this!"
My voice raises, but I quickly recover a inside voice before I wake him.
"We agreed to put or jealously behind us. Now go get him something to eat."

"He likes ham not turkey."
I yell to her before she leaves the room.
"I know."
Me and Jack were left in the empty room as he was curled up in a ball desperately trying to keep the warmth he had, I reach into a bag and pull out a sweater, a familiar navy blue over sized sweater.

"Here you go, babe."
I drape it over him and he pulls it close to his face smelling it.
"I love you."
Jack says weakly and falls back to sleep.
"Jack. You know I love you right? I don't know why, but it feels that I don't show you that I love you enough, I feel that dates aren't enough to tell you. I wanted to take you on trips and go to different places like Rio or Paris."
"So I can be like you."
Jacky mumbles sleepily and I laugh.

"No. So we can be happy and have a good time."
"Who said we weren't?"
It breaks my heart to hear him like this. He sounds so tired and weak I can't do this, I can't accept the fact that he's going to die.
"No matter where we go we always have fun."
I laugh know that's a fact.
"Remember when we went to the mall and we we're looking at the displayed headphones testing them then you turned to get my attention and you knocked over my soda all over the floor."
"And we got kicked out because you made a huge scene about it."
He adds laughing.
"'Someone needs to come clean this up I almost slipped.' "
It feels like everything is fine when I talk to him about that crazy time we had.

"Jacky, I'm so sorry, I love you and I can't lose you."
I'm now crying letting the tears flow, hot and heavy.
"It's okay. Baby you'll find someone to take care of you or love."
"No, I want you and your what I've been waiting for my entire existence."

"Boo boo kitty. I know how you feel, but you can't keep morning over me when I'm gone."
"Don't talk like that, Jack! Your going to survive this and were going to live together forever."
"Until I die of old age."
"Stop it. What is with you and dying!"

Jacky tries his hardest to get up to look at me, he shakes slightly as he steadies himself on his elbow to level with me.
"It's going to happen. And there's nothing you can do to stop it I'm just preparing you, Mark. I'm not like you. You heard what the doctor said there's not a chance of me surviving this, but they're trying there best."
"You need to survive this. Not just for me but your mom and dad and me and everyone you know."
His cold lips touch mine.
"I love you."

"I'll always love you, Mark."
He lays back down in bed slowly closing his eyes, he looks strangely beautiful in this state. Why would I think that when he's like this?
I cradle his body close to mine in the small hospital bed, my feet hang off the edge, I nuzzle my face in the crook of his neck making sure he warms up. Our wedding rings cling like champagne glasses. I love him.

"Is that the TV remote or are you happy to see me?"
Jack says weakly reaching his behind him, I be careful making sure his wire doesn't get caught on anything.
"Still a joker?"
"You know I'm the funniest person you ever met in your hundred of years, old man."
My arms tightens slightly around him, I don't want to hurt him.

"I might be 200 years old, but I still look 35."
"Babe?"
"Yes, honey?"
He shifts on his back looking up at me, those eyes are so faded. It's a gray color and not his natural color.
"Tell me a story about your past."
I shift as well, guess it's story time.
I carefully climb down the hospital bed a bit so my head is rested on his and he can play with my hair, like we always do when I tell him my stories, my legs are hanging off the bed now, damn my height.

"Well, I guess I'll tell you about my most exciting one. A long time ago after I found out about my curse, I was apart of the mob. We were a pretty big deal in my streets, we kept them safe from people who thought they could do trades with us. I was the bosses right hand. I was in charge of helping out the boss and doing what he couldn't, I was basically his muscle when he didn't want to get his hands dirty. One day when we were hitting the peak of fame in the underworld we were approached with another gang looking to do business, but the boss rejected his offer, because of his name. He wasn't a gang like we were he was just a murder looking to strike fear in people and that's what we did, his goons took out our closes friends and family until we forced to split. Those who didn't got taken out one by one until me and the boss were left, he was the only thing closest to family I had since mine died and I did everything I could to protect him.
The day he was killed was the same day he sent me to find our rivals to break up this childish feud, I was only steps away from the car then they lit it up like Christmas lights. I got my revenge. Killed them all over the years, the only time my immortality was useful was when I used it to seek revenge."

"You were a gangster. Was there anything you weren't?"
"A husband. Until now."
I pull his pale hands to my lips and stain his skin with my kiss, a faint smile appears.
"I was also a stripper."
"Now all I can picture is you in a thong."