Chapter 15

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WHOA WHOA WHOA. It's an update??? No worries, I was so sick that I thought I was dead, too. (Spoiler... or naw?)

Mitch's P.O.V.

For most of the day, i walk around Jerome’s house like I’m some kind of zombie. I am grieving so hard over the death of the person that I love that I just bring myself to do anything. I’ve tried watching tv, playing video games and even skyping with people.. but none of that works. 

I stare out the window at Jerome’s backyard. It’s raining, so the beauty of his yard just ins’t there today. It just looks dead… Like him.

I am at the point where i can’t even bring myself to cry. It’s almost as if I’ve lost the ability to feel emotion of any kind. Is it from the constant stream of tears? Or just the fact that my one and only love is dead and I don’t even know where his body is. As far as I know, the hospital is looking over his body. At least that’s what Luke told me via text message.

I wonder where Luke is anyway. Is he with Loui? Personally I think Luke needs to move on from me and just get with Lou. They are like what people would call my OTP. They would just be perfect. You can already see that Loui wants Luke to notice the way he drools when Luke flashes a smile at him.Even if i did like Luke, I would feel like I was cheating on Jerome by going out with him.

As the raindrops fall from the sky, I notice a birdhouse in a tree. There is a scroll of paper sticking out of it. I walk over to the sliding glass door and yank it open, walking out into the rain without caring about shoes or protection. ((whoa, innuendo much?)) Once I reach the tree, I stand on my tippie toes in order to reach the rolled up paper. I slowly pull it out, (( the innuendos are strong in this chapter, guys.)). The paper is slightly crumpled like its been stuffed in many places before. ((Being sick just does this to me I guess..))

I stand in the rain and open the paper.There is writing that is scribbled across the top of the paper. At the bottom, there is a drawing of two stick men holding hands with a small heart hovering above their heads. I smile and slide down the trunk of the tree where it wasn’t as wet. ((guys, I need serious help.)) 

The Writing:

I, Jerome Aceti am madly in love with Mitchell Hughes. Sadly, this love will stay between me and this paper forever. 

-end of note-

Smiling, I stuff the paper in my pocket and walk back into Jerome’s house. Just before I reach the door, I turn my head to the sky. “It’s not a secret anymore. I love you, too. Jerome Aceti, I will never forget you. I swear, We will have our forever some day."

Jerome’s P.O.V.

I wake up to the sound of the basement door slamming shut and Loui runs down the creaky wooden staircase and bursts into the small room. He flips on a switch that makes the entire room light up. Where has this been for the past few days?? I cover my eyes as they adjust to the sudden light change.

“Jerome, I need you to get up.” Loui says picking up a key ring, He picks out a small, shiny key and jams it into the lock on my cell door. It opens with a loud squeak. Loui offers me a hand and I accept it. He quickly yanks me to my feet. I collapse back onto the ground, realizing I’m way to weak to walk. I think Lou realized this to because he picks me up bridal style and rushes me up the stairs.

We reach the outside where his car is parked. He opens the passenger side using his foot and throws me into the seat. He runs around the car and climbs into the drives side.

As Loui guns it down the road, I fasten my seat belt and hold on to a handle that is on the roof. “Where are you talking me?” i ask, wincing at the sound of my voice. It’s scratchy and unhuman l. Loui keeps his bright green eyes glued to the uneven path ahead of us. He grips the wheel a bit harder.

“I’m taking you to Luke, he is about to take Mitch from you forever."

Sorry if this isn’t very long, at least it’s here, right? Any way, I hoped you enjoyed it. Feel free to rage at me, cry to me about how an awful I am for leaving you with a cliffhanger or you could just tell me how awesome i am ;)

-Hstyler

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