Chapter 10

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"I think I need to tell you about Brent." The words just fell out of my mouth, I didn't mean it to just come out, but it did. Sam adjusted in his sitting position uncomfortably as he sat on the couch beside me.

"You don't have to."

"No, I need to if we are going to continue this relationship." I sighed and Sam shrugged. "Go ahead." He whispered and I took a deep breath.

"Brent Rivera was his name and I fell in love with him. I was only 16 years old, but even after a couple months we wanted to get married." Sam gave me an expressionless look and I chuckled. "I know, stupid right?" I giggled and he shrugged.

"Anyways, time went by and he proposed. I said yes, but my mom hated Brent and didn't allow it, so we pushed the date back and back continuously and I never got a dress or a ring because we were teenagers with no money." I sighed and tears brimmed at my eyes.

"Y-you see, we went out for a party with a lot of people one night and Brent got slightly tipsy because of all the beer. Him and a couple of people got in a fight because two guys were checking me out." Sam was looking at me concerned, I tried to swallow the lump in my throat and continue.

"A-and, one of the guys took a stool and hit Brent," I sucked in some air as tears streamed down my face, "H-he hit Brent in the chest, and then started to beat him up... When we went to the hospital, Brent's lungs were collapsed and he always had to have a tube down his throat."

"F-finally they took out the tube after a month of me going back and forth, I heard that Brent was paralyzed and couldn't walk. I cried so hard that night when I was in the hospital with him and he only smiled."

Flashback

"I'm so sorry." I sobbed over and over again as I held his hand and he shrugged. "It's not your fault."

"Yes it is! I brought you to the party, I-im so sorry." Brent sighed as the words escaped my lips, sobs following after. He patted the bed and I moved to lay next to him.

I wrapped my arms around him. "Does it hurt?" He shook his head, "I can't feel anything." I cried harder and pulled tighter, the thought of him not being able to feel my touch around his waist hurt me to an extent.

I kissed his cheek and he smiled. "I felt that." I chuckled slightly and he held me tightly, the steady beat of his heart monitor going. "I love you so much, when I get out, we are getting married." He sighed and I shook my head.

"Brent, this is the end... I dont know what to do, you'll be in a wheelchair forever a-and in and out of hospitals and you will most likely die soon...." I trailed off and cried harder.

"I love you so much Brent, b-but i have to move on and try to not cry over you every night." I looked up at him and he had tears at the brim of his eyes as he smiled slightly.

"I understand, no one wants to love a guy in a wheelchair."

Flashback Over

At this point I was crying my eyes out as I explained the story to Sam, he looked like he was about to cry too. "I love you Sam, but I'm not making the same mistake." I said sighing.

Brent died the night after and all I did was skip school for the week while I cried, even when I went to school I cried at the empty desk next to me. Multiple times I was told to leave class and I even got detention for it.

Counselors always spoke to me, asked how I was and I always would laugh at them. I don't need your help, I said, you can't do anything, I said.

And they didn't.

Finally I started ignoring them and handing them with a card saying "I have the freedom of speech and I refuse to speak to you." I would smile and leave the office, going to the bathroom to cry and then fix my make up again.

"I-I gave up on him when he needed me..." I let out a shaky breath and wiped under my eyes. I looked up at Sam to see he was crying too, just a few tears.

"I'm sorry." Sam said and I shrugged. I moved over and wrapped my arms around him securely, "I'm not leaving you..."

"Ever."

He stood up and held out his arms, I stood up and fixed the silly Snapback he put on his head before cupping his cheeks.

"I love you." He whispered, tightening his grip around my waist and I kissed him passionately. Sam lifted me off the ground slightly and I smiled into the kiss, he set me down and I smiled at him as we broke away.

"I love you too."

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