His Life Part 7 By- Kelly Jean
Those three hours of crying and holding each other went by slowly. I was in so much shock of hearing Jake was literily dying in my arms. Later on he told me he wanted to get out of the house and go somewhere. It was a good idea, especially since my parents would be home soon.
We ended up going to lunch at a local resturante. I wasn't very much into eating, I never have been so it wasn't shocking to see my plate half full when I finished. Yet, Jake was a different story. He ate a lot, this I saw everyday at lunch. Today he ate only a few bites. He said it was because of the medication he took last evening and his health in general. He ended up paying for the entire meal.
"Can we go to the beach?" he asked after he paid. The way he spoke...I knew something else was on his mind.
"Of course."
I drove us to my house, literily running inside to grab my trunks, then we drove to his house where we changed for obvious reasons. Shortly we were off to the beach. We got there after about thirty minutes of silence.
"Water looks nice," I commented as our feet touched onto the hot sand.
"It does. It's nice. Not too many people are here." Jake's voice sounded so sad. "Let's walk along the water then sit under the peir."
As we walked he took my hand in his. I was surprised at first and a little embarassed. Though, I let him. His grip was very tight.
"Let's sit here," he commanded once we reached the peir. He sat down first then I followed. Jake currled up against me. "Lay down," he whispered in my ear. I did.
"Is something else wrong, Jake?"
He nodded then sighed, "Listen, I feel beyond sick right now. Don't freak out on me, but I should be in the hospital right now. I'd rather be here though, with you."
"Jake, wow, that's so sweet. I just can't believe this."
Before I could say anything else his toungue gently glided into my mouth. His hands brushed across my chest ever so softly. I could feel him crawling on top of me kissing all over my neck, face and lips. His touch was so comforting.
"Tonight, Tony, I'm going to have to go into the hospital. I want to see you before I die-"
"Don't say that."
"I have to face the facts. I'm going to die. When you come and see me in the hospital I don't want that to be the way you remember me. I don't want you to remember me hooked up to tubes and on tons of medication. I want you to remember right now and the past experiences we've made. I just wish we could have made more."
Tears began building in my eyes. He saw this and kissed away my tears.
"Tony, I've never loved anyone like the way I love you."
His words continued to be whispered in my ear. I knew in the back of my mind this was drawing attention to other beach-goers, but it didn't matter. This was going to be the last time I saw him free to do what he
wanted and I was going to help him make the best of it. The rest of the afternoon was spent with much caressing of each others skin, kissing and touching all over. Too bad our trunks couldn't come off. But that was alright. We had each other and that was enough. Right then we pledged how we would always love each other.