Why-A Merome Story

Chapter 16

I got so much feedback on the last update that I was like, "wow, now I have to write before someone tracks me down and kills me." So, here we go.

Mitch's P.O.V.

I hear the front door open and footsteps against the tile floor. Even if I didn't know who it was, I wouldn't care. If rather die than live without Jerome by my side.

It wasn't surprising when Luke came into the living room where I was laying on the couch, clutching a pillow in my arms wishing it was Jerome. What was a surprise is that Luke came into the room with a gun tucked into the back if his torn jeans.

Luke roughly pulled me off the couch. He pushed me around until I was forced to run up stairs. When I reached the top, I tried to run but Luke was quick and pushed me into the guest room, liking the door behind him.

"What's wrong with you?" I ask, confused as Luke pushes me onto the fuzzy carpet floor. Luke pulls out his gun and aims it between my eyes. I begin to shake uncontrollably as I stare at where the bullet could come out of at any second. "Please Luke, don't do this..." I whine, wishing someone was here to help me. I know I'm hopeless though...

"Shut up, Mitch!" Luke yells. He is also shaking. His eyes aren't their normal icy color. They are more of a dark gray. "Just shut up and don't make this harder than it has to be!" Luke takes a step back.

I hear footsteps in the hall. I also hear shouts. "Mitch!" a familiar voice calls. I know that voice anywhere. It was Jerome.

That's impossible though, Jerome is dead. And if I'm not careful, I will be too.

I close my eyes tightly and claw at the carpet. The voices continue. Now one of them sounds a lot like Loui. I must be going insane. There's no way that they could ever be here. It's just my mind playing tricks on me. I know that it's impossible. Besides, Jerome is dead and there is no fixing that. He's gone. Forever and Always.

Somehow, the door burst open and I open my eyes to see Loui and a very beat up Jerome standing in front of me. I blink a few times, trying to wake up from this dream. There's no way that Jerome can actually be here.

Luke drops the gun to his side for a moment. He looks just as shocked as I feel. Now I know that this isn't a dream. This is real life. Jerome is alive, but not well. But my Jerome is alive and standing in front of me.

"Luke, put the gun down." Loui says, trying to calm Luke down. He takes a step towards Luke, but Luke quickly moves the gun so it's directly on my forehead now. "If either of you move, he dies!" Luke yells. Both Loui and Jerome take a step back.

I look into Jerome's chocolate eyes. This may be the last time I will ever see them. Jerome returns the glare an mouths "I'm sorry". I simply bob and a single year slips down my cheek. I close my eyes a brace for whatever happens next.

Jerome's P.O.V.

Mitch closes his eyes. I wish there was something I could do. Luke is truly insane. Here he is, holding a gun to my boyfriend's head. The worst part is that I know if I do anything, he will be shot.

Loui suddenly pushes Luke away from Mitch. Luke drops the gun when he pushes him. I instantly dive to the floor and grab onto Mitch while Loui tackles Luke to the floor.

Mitch hugs me tight. Like rally tight. Almost like a snake squeezing its prey to death.

"Jerome..." he sobs into my shoulder. I grip him tightly, not wanting to let go. "You're alive... Luke told me you were dead. I thought I lost you forever..." Mitch sobs harder and I feel the sleeve of my shirt getting wet. Oh well, it's already disgusting from being locked up in a cell for almost a week.

I let go of Mitch when I hear a gun shot and a loud cry if pain.

I snap my head away from Mitch and see Loui laying on the floor, covered in bright red blood. His breaths are short and he has tears streaming down his face.

Luke drops to the floor next to him and pulls Loui into his arms. "I'm so sorry.. I don't mean it!" Luke cries. Loui's breather get deeper.

"That's okay. " Loui says. "At least I have the time to tell you that I love you, Luke. I love you even though you just shot me." Luke smiles weakly and a fresh wave of tears spill out of his eyes. "I love you, too." Luke says.

After about a minute, Loui smiles. "I will see you soon, Luke." Loui then exhales for the last time, but he still he the slightest smile on his face.

Well, Rest In Peace, Loui.