About twenty years ago, my beloved Jerome left me; when he was killed a motorcycle accident and I was intensive care for weeks.
The man that collided with us was drunk driving so I wanted to share our tale.
~*Flashback 20 years ago*~
I just moved to New Jersey from New York and I was a noobie to the town, so my parents had me and my little brother Aj, go introduce ourselfs to the neighbor children/teenagers and of course I met him there.
When I met Jerome, he had a drinking hat on with red bulls in it and he looked confused, but cute in his lazy get up
"Hi....um my name is Rosie, Rosie Blackheart. I just moved here and I was told to meet some new people"
"Ohhh, what grade are you going into?"
"9th, why?"
"Sweet, we'll will be going to the same school, oh sorry, My name is Jerome," He put out his hand "Jerome Aceti"
"Well Jerome, would you like to come over and play some video games?"
"No their my games" Aj whined, like usually
"Can't you share" I pleaded
"NO!" He pouts
"I'm soooo sorry, I guess I'll see you later, right?" I say dragging Aj home
"Yea, See ya Ro" Jerome said waving as I left
I brought Aj home and he ran to his room and I walked over to my mom
"I'm not taking Aj out with me anymoar"
"Why's that?"
"....."
"Let me guess, a boy"
I nod and look down
"Honey, don't worry, when he finds someone he likes, you can pick on him then"
I look back up with a huge smile and run off to my room and grabbed my sketchbook.
"Now what should I doodle.....WAIT I got it" I mutter to myself
I grab my charcoals and start to draw Jerome in his Drinking hat
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Enjoy the new book, and carry on :D
~Jerome's girl Cam
