Remember Me For Centuries

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The very next week Amelia and I decided to move to Indiana without telling any of the guys. I had only seen Patrick once before I moved and even then I had my Mon go to the door and tell him I was sick then my mom had told me he sat on our porch and cried for a while.

Amelia had decided to go to beauty school and become a hair dresser as I a started College. I remember two years after I had left Chicago Amelia pulled me into the living room of the apartment we shared, screaming while brushing her teeth before we left today.

"They did it! They did it!" She screamed. I looked at the TV screen that she was excitedly pointing to and I saw it, more like I herd my song.

It was a music video for 'Sugar were going down'

"Oh my god." I said in total shock. I felt tears come to my eyes as the screen flashed from a boy with antlers to Patrick singing. This was the first time I had seen him in two years. "I knew they could do it" I said as Amelia cried too. "I'm so proud of them" I laughed in disbelief.

"I know! Look how cute Pete's hair is, and look at Joe!" She squealed excitedly.

"I miss them so much" I began to sob.

"Me too." She said sniffling. I pulled out my phone and went through the contacts until I saw the one I hadn't called in a long time. Patrick. I just wanted to tell him congratulations, or how happy I was for all of them, I just wanted to hear his voice. All I got was that the number had been disconnected. I would probably never get to talk to him again and it was all my fault. I felt Amelia's eyes on me looking sad. All of a sudden I just began to cry and she came over and wrapped her arms around me.

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I also remember getting the call last night. The call after graduation two years after I saw that video. Mom had called to tell me at three in the morning that dad had a heart attack and died. I just sat there in my bed feeling like the world had cone to an end. I agreed to come back home and I would leave tomorrow for Chicago. After I hung up the phone with my mom I went to Amelia's room and crawled in bed with her.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she woke up.

"Dad just died" my words were almost inaudible but somehow she understood. We cried for hours together in her bed then as the sun came up we began packing our things.

It was about a four hour drive back to Chicago and my memories flooded as we drove though my neighborhood. The whole dive was mostly silence. There was a black car parked along with my moms in the drive way. I was glad possibly an aunt or uncle was there with her. It felt weird knocking on my own door but I pushed it all off when my moms sad but happy to see me face looked me over then enveloped me in a hug that felt like home. Mom and I stared to cry right there in the door way. Amelia also gave my mom a hug before we walked inside. What I saw almost made me fall over as he stood from the couch, it was Patrick. I felt my mother's and Amelia's eyes on me as Patrick and I just looked st each other. Patrick and I quickly and suddenly closed the space between us and wrapped each other in a tight, long hug.

"I'm so sorry" he said and I began to cry. He looked so different yet he felt the exact same. The hug lasted a long time, but it was more like him holding me as I cried. When I pulled back I could see that he was crying too.

"Um-" he began as he lifted his glasses and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Your mom called me when your dad died and I happened to be in town last night so I came over to be here for her." Patrick said.

"She called you?" I asked confused.

"I've been in contact with him since you left, he asked me to." My mother admitted.

"I-I tried calling you.." I began.

"I'm sorry I never gave you my new number. I didn't just want to pop up at your place. I mean you made it clear that you didn't want me anymore." He said sadly.

"I was wrong, and I'm sorry Patrick." I said.

"I wouldn't do this today of all days, but your mom said I should. I've been waiting a long time, since the day I asked you to run away with me when you told me you were leaving. I have to to this now though because I'm afraid to lose you again." He said and pulled something out of his hoodie pocket. He got down on his knee and opened the box in front of me. "I bought this that night you told me you were leaving with the money I had put back, and now I finally can give you everything I promised you. Please, please be my wife. I don't want anyone else." He said. And I just looked at him for a moment. That was four years ago, it seemed like forever, like another life time ago.