~ Cold ~

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A/N: Hold on your hats! Or your hair.. or your head...

Jake's POV:

The bed was cold without him.

The house was cold without him.

Everything was cold without him.

Because he made everything warm.

~~~

I carefully parked my car in the tight parking spot. I groaned as I got out, and shimmied my way towards the entrance of the little office. "Uh, hi. I scheduled an appointment today.." I told the assistant. "With who?" She Asked. "U-Uhh.. Dr. Julio" I stutter, rubbing the back of my neck. "Yes sir, he'll be with you in a few minutes" she stated, and shifted her attention back on the computer screen.

I awkwardly stepped away and took my seat, next to his door. I stared at the clock, which for some reason made me nervous.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

"Jake?"

"JAKE!"

I quickly spun around to see Dr. Julio giving me a concern look. "Hey, you okay?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Um, yeah, I'm okay." I say in a shaky breath, walking into his room.

"So Tell me, what's been going on" he calmly asked while taking his seat.

"I-I just feel weird. I keep seeing him sometimes, but then he disappears and I find some weird writings on the wall and the house always feels cold no matter whether I turn on the heater or not and-"

"Jake. Listen to me." He said, getting up and placing his hand on my shoulder. I slightly tense up.

"You have to realize that this is all in your head. None of this is real. You have to let him go. He's gone. Dead." He whispered strictly. I move his hand off my shoulder and get up, leaving the office.

~~~

"Hey, I brought you something..." I whispered down to the headstone in the cemetery. I bent down and placed a small velvet rose on it. "I got you this rose... it's your favorite color." I whispered.

Silence.

I sighed and and leaned against the headstone, holding it tight. "I wish you were back" I whispered, a few tears slowly making it's way down my face.

"I loved you."

I look up and gaze over the hill me and Albert use to go on.

•••

"C'mon you slowpoke!" I tease as I run up the hill. I look behind me to see Albert walking up, chuckling quietly. "I love this hill" he whispered softly, moving closer to me.

Light orange and yellow leaves fall gracefully on our heads, as the autumn wind blows lightly in our faces.

"Can't you literally smell the autumn here?" He asked happily. I nod approvingly, smelling the fresh air. I soon remembered something I wanted to give to Albert.

"Hey Albert! Can you come over here for a second?" I ask him. He skipped lightly towards me, and raised an eyebrow.

"I made this for you." I say, taking out and edited photo of us on the beach. He smiled softly, and gently took it from my hands. "This is gorgeous, thank you Jake" he says, lightly kissing my nose. I giggle uncontrollably and pull him into a hug.

He melted gently against me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck. We soon broke apart, and he found something engraved in the tree. "Hey, did you do this?" He asks. I look at what he points too and I rub the back of my neck embarrassingly. "Uh, yeah. I made that a while I go" I chuckle nervously. He giggles and makes us sit down. He'd pull my head on his lap and we'd sit there for the next few ours, enjoying the view.

•••

I stumble towards the hill, gently placing my hand on the worn out tree. I see the old engraving on the tree and I sigh.

"J + A"

I slowly stroke it, every second missing him more. I turn my attention to the pale moon, that began to rise slowly.

"It's getting dark, I should get going" I whisper to myself as I head my way back to the car.

~~~

I slowly unlock the door to the house and walk inside, cold air smacking my face. I shake my head and lock the door behind me. I shiver slightly as I go by my room. I stop, and take a few steps back and look inside Albert's room.

When will he ever come back?

I slowly enter, even colder air slapping my face. Everything was untouched for a long time. Everything was still there. From the day he died, and to this day.

Even the rope was still hanging there. Hanging on the ceiling fan.

My shaky breath filled the room as I slowly walked to what used to be our bed, and sat down. My heart started aching and I laid face down on the bed, taking in his old scent. I sighed warily, and walked up to the dusty window. I close my eyes, and let the cold silence deep into my mind. I open my eyes again, and I see him.

I see Albert.

"A-Albert?!" I nearly yelled as I place both my hands on the window. "Is that you dude?" I stuttered, my eyes growing watery. He didn't say anything, instead, he gently kissed the glass, and disappeared without saying a word.

I pressed my forehead against the wall and I started sobbing loudly and uncontrollably.

"Dude come back

It's so cold without you here"

~ Fin ~

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