You're Eyes Are The Brightest Of All The Colors, I Don't Ever Wanna Love Another

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Mr. Way's P.O.V

I sat outside of our bedroom all night listening to Jesse cry. I felt like shit. Why hadn't he called me? Didn't he want my help? I loved him and I wanted to help in anyway I could. These thoughts weighed heavily on my heart and mind, until around 9 the next morning when I was awoken by Jesse shaking my shoulder. "I made pancakes." he said pulling me too my feet. Once we were at the kitchen table, he began eating and I could tell he had no intention of bringing up last night. I sighed and grabbed his plate. "Hey! What are you-?!" he exclaimed as I picked him up. I sat him down on the couch, and then sat myself on the coffee table across from him. "Jess, look we have to talk about last night. if you don't want to talk I understand, at least listen." I started. He looked away, but then slowly gave in and turned his attention to me. "I don't care if you are a mess. Hell, I don't care if you have 3 heads! I just want you to open up to me. Let me love you, tell me your problems. I can't help if you don't let me in. I love you Jess, so much. Hell, that first kiss was like a hit and run. Everything after that day, has just driven me mad. Your hair, your eyes, everything." I was pouring my heart out to the man I truly loved for the third time. The first was when he was in a coma, the second after he had woke up, and now when he was going through this dark period. I just wanted him to be better, to be ok. "I know Chris. I love you too. " he said he reached out his hand and grabbed mine. I couldn't help but steal a kiss from him. He may not be perfect but to me, I couldn't ask for a better partner. I watched him stand up and go back in the kitchen to finish the pancakes he had made. I couldn't help but feel that I may have gotten somewhere.

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It was just after lunchtime and I was doing the dishes. Jess was upstairs showering and I was seriously thinking about joining him. Just as my thoughts had begun to wonder, they were rocketed back to the present by a kiss to my cheek. "Hey, I'm going to Wal-Mart. Do you want something?" I saw Jess standing there smiling holding my car keys. "No, I'm fine. Hurry home." I called as he walked away. I hummed while I did the dishes, but then something dawned on me. Jess could easily walk the two blocks to Wal-Mart. However, the most startling revelation came moments later as I ran out the door tears streaming down my face, screaming his name. Jess wasn't supposed to be driving.

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AN- Getting close to the close of this book....sequel or not. comment.

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