I turn, forcing myself to move towards him. Dr. Wilson smiles and says something else I don’t catch. All I can see is Jase. His mother and father excuse themselves and in seconds we’re alone. Jase reaches out, gripping my hands. His skin is cool and clammy. He tugs me closer until I’m standing between his legs and he’s looking up at me. He reaches up, stroking the soft skin under my eyes. I close my eyes, feeling my lashes stroke his fingers as he gently moves them away. “You’ve been crying.” It’s not a question. I slowly let my body lower until I’m on my knees. I grip his thighs and drop my head into his lap. He grips my hair, stroking the long, messy strands. My body trembles and I know I’m meant to be the strong one, I know I am but I just can’t seem to hold it together today. “I’m sorry,” I croak. “I’m meant to be the strong one.” He scoffs. “Baby, if you wanna cry, you cry. I want you to cry. I want you to feel. You feeling makes me believe that maybe, just maybe, there will be something left behind when I’m gone.” I look up at him and he swipes the tear from cheek. “Is that what you think Jase, that nothing will be left behind?” He scans my face. “I don’t know.” “I love you Jase, do you hear me? You will never leave me. You will always be in here,” I whisper, putting his hand to my heart. “How could you ever think that you wouldn’t leave something behind. You changed my world, Jase.” His eyes well up now and for the first time, I see the fear in his eyes. “Nev, I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go.” THREE HEARTS ONE SOUL - 2013
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 06:35:17 +0000
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