Remember {O2L fan fiction}

Brent

***2 days later***

"Sam, i dont know what to do anymore." He chuckled and yawned, noticing how dark it was getting.

I was laying on the couch with my head in Sam's lap.

"I dont know either. I'm dog tired." I noticed him gazing up at the ceiling, not really thinking straight. I noticed his eyes showed him he was off, somewhere distant.

I sat up and adjusted my shirt. I looked back at him laying down and he still wasn't really in reality. I put my hands on either side of his cheeks and kissed his lips softly.

I moved over on the couch so I was next to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck.

"Tell me what's wrong." I said in barely a whisper and he began to sit up. I moved so my head was in his lap and he smiled as he twirled little bits of my hair on his finger.

"I hate that I let you go. I wish I didn't." He said looking at the turned off TV. "What happened?" He asked slowly and I smiled.

"Well, I got a few slaps and my hair pulled. My mom is in the hospital, but I got to meet Levi." I grinned and Sam smiled.

"That's what Dakota told me. She's a pretty cool step sister, you know? I had no idea you two were friends."

"Since we were 3 years old. When my dad was still around and my mom wasn't that drunken bitch she is today." I sighed and Sam chuckled.

"You're cute when you're mad."

"Am not!"

"Right there, you're so adorable. You're nose scrunches up and your eyebrows come alittle closer together, it's cute."

"Can you two please shut the hell up..." I heard Trevor and I gasped. "Trevor Moran! No cuss words."

"I'm 15." I rolled my eyes and sat up. He was eating some donuts and had a glass of milk, I groaned when I saw the mess he made.

"Clean that up and take the trash out after, thank you." I smirked and he rolled his eyes at me and shoved another donut in his mouth.

"I'm famous, I don't have to do chores."

Sam and I laughed and I turned back to Sam and hugged him tightly.

"What's this for?" He asked hugging back and I sighed deeply. "You just mean so much to me." I giggled and he kissed my cheek.

"You mean a lot to me too." He chuckled and I heard Trevor groan. "Just say 'I love you' and be done with it." Trevor scoffed and I pretty much froze.

"I-I need to go." I grabbed my bag and Sam furrowed his eyebrows, "okay?" He said confused and I flipped off Trevor before heading out the door.

"I can't do this shit again, I can't get attached. I can't hurt Sam." Those 3 sentences repeated in my head continuously and I unlocked my door and went inside.

I carelessly left the door unlocked as I moved my way upstairs and checked my phones calendar. Tomorrow I had to go and see Brent, whether I liked it or not.

I blinked my eyes and tried not to let the tears fall and went back downstairs. I went outside and the moon was lighting up the neighborhood. I walked over to a meadow behind the house and began to pick the flowers.

I picked over a dozen and came back inside. I wrapped a pink ribbon around them and left them on the table. I walked over to my still unfinished room and fell asleep on the cold mattress with thoughts about tomorrow.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I woke up late. It was around 12:00 and I sighed as I stretched, I rubbed my eyes and threw my legs over the side of the bed and moved my way to my dresser.

I picked out a black shirt, a lace black skirt and a black hair bow. Aren't I just a spunky person? I rolled my eyes at my own thought and went into the bathroom.

I decided to go with the smokey eye look and light pink lipstick. I left my hair down and slipped the bow onto the left side of my hair. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs and took the flowers I had on the table and got in my car.

I made it to the gate and typed in the code for me to enter this depressing place. I sighed as I parked my car in the grass and took the flowers with me.

I fell onto my knees, making my skirt cover my legs and spawn out on the bright green grass. I placed the flowers in front of the stone and my fingers etched out the words.

Brent Austin Rivera

Born: January 9th, 1998

Died: September 6th, 2012

I wiped my eyes at the headstone and took a deep breath.

"Happy Birthday to me, right Brent?" I mentally thanked myself for wearing waterproof eye makeup.

"I can't believe it's been practically 2 years since your death. I've been doing better, I have a house and my mom is still the bitch she has always been." I sniffled and felt calmer. "Thanks Brent." I giggled, knowing he made me feel better.

"Listen, I have another boyfriend now. His name is Sam Pottorff and he is really sweet, but you still have my heart." I had to stop talking to let out a sob and wipe my eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Brent. I can't help but apologize for what happened. It is all my fault, all my fault." I cried harder and felt a hand on my shoulder. I gasped and turned around to see the one I'm crying over.

"Please don't cry." Brent's soft voice said and I blinked a couple times to make sure this wasn't fake, it was real.

Brent was here, standing in front of me, a solid human being. I noticed the glow that came off of him and I started to cry tears of joy.

"I give you back your heart, okay Hazel? Hold onto it, keep it, or give it to Sam. I miss you but, I'll see you soon. I'm happy here, and I want you to be happy. Don't grieve over my death." He cooed and wrapped my arms around my waist and held me.

"This can't be real. I miss you Brent, I love you so much." I cried and he chuckled.

"I have to go, but I'll see you next year. I love you too, and happy birthday." Just as quickly as he came, he was gone and away from my arms.

I felt the warm wind pick up and I chuckled as I saw pink and yellow butterflies fly around the cemetery.

"Really Brent? You still love those butterflies, huh?" I chuckled and kissed my hand, placing it on his grave.

"Thank you." I whispered.