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“Where did you go, Trish?” Jake approaches me, his hands on his waist.

“We went shopping.” Roxy’s quick to answer, waving the bag containing the costume for my dick diversion plan.

“Babe, can I talk to you, now…please.” Jake reaches for my hand, but I quickly dodge him since I have to put on my costume.

“Sure. Meet me in our room.” I run from the kitchen to my bathroom, since dick diversion will commence soon and costume change needs to happen now.

He knocks on the bathroom door. “Trish, didn’t I say I wanted to talk to you?” I can sense he’s getting annoyed, right now.

“Hold on a sec.”

Damn it, Roxy! Why did I agree to buy this stupid pink flyaway Lacy Babydoll with matching panties at Victoria’s Secret. As soon as I open the bathroom door and Jake’s eyes land on the little number I’ve got on, his lustful eyes roam from my tits to my barely there panties and zeroes in on my kitty. His eyes move ever so slowly back up until our eyes lock together. I seductively walk toward him while he starts taking off his clothes as he devours me with his eyes. The moment our skin touches, my mouth searches his, kissing him fervently….passionately. Every time his tongue brushes against mine, and his fingers move against my skin, I swear I feel electricity running throughout my whole body… igniting me…burning me. Straddling him to control every movement is what I have in mind

“God, I missed this. Sweetheart, let’s take this slow…slowly baby…Fuck, just like that…”

Every slide I make, he moans in ecstasy. He breaks our kiss and sucks on my hard achy nipples while his finger plays with my sensitive nub, delicately moving…stroking me. I grab his face and kiss him with so much desire and passion, matching his slow, delicate thrusts.

“God, take me there, babe. Open your eyes for me.”

“Jake…Oh...God…”

I lace our fingers, placing our clasped hands on top of his head, using it as leverage to move, leading us both to the brink. One more hard push, and together, we’re free falling to a blissful union. We stay connected without uttering a single word because our eyes say it all.

“You complete me in every way, Trish. Now, during the darkest time of my life, you’ve been my safe haven. You’re the reason I’m here, why I’m fighting to live. When this fight ends, I promise you; you’re never ever going to cry again. Promise.”

My emotions are all over the place today. Being with him like this, basking in the ecstasy of us making love always lifts me up. With me taking the first step to our forever, my happiness is soaring; however, at the same time, the cloud of uncertainty regarding his health discourages me. Any day now, his doctor will let us know if Tami is a match or not, and that overshadows any sense of bliss I’m having right now.

 

Chapter 27

 

Jake

“Trish, you have to calm down. Sweetheart, it’s not good for you. You’re going to make yourself sick.”

She’s hanging on to me for dear life. I don’t think anyone can pry her away from me. Her mom tries, my dad does, and my mom even uses her high blood pressure to blackmail her, but she won’t budge. Roxy threatens bodily harm, and Tami cries along with her. Since we received the news this morning that my sister isn’t a match, she’s been in a catatonic state and just holds on to me.

“Babe, you need to calm down. You need to eat something. I don’t want you getting sick.” I beg as I continue to run my hand up and down her back, trying to calm her down.

She doesn’t listen to me, either. She moves only to lay down on top of me. She buries her face in the crook of my neck and whispers I love you, over and over again. God, I’m dying seeing her like this. I wish I could say that this is one of those moments I’d like to commit to memory, but this is what I’m afraid of. I’m afraid to see her fall apart because of me. I don’t know how long we stay like this, but when her mom walks in with a scowl on her face, I know Trish is in trouble.

“Tricia Ann Wilson, get a hold of yourself. You need to eat, and so does Jake. You’ve been crying for hours. Did it help find a match for Jake? All it did was make him feel badly, seeing you like this. Now, get yourself ready because Jake needs to get to the hospital.”

Her mom walks out, and I carry her into the bathroom. I sit her down on the counter, thinking she’ll let go of her hold on me, but no such luck. Her face is permanently attached to my neck at this point. As weird as it may sound, I chuckle because for so long I’ve wanted her to stick to me like glue and never let go, but now that it’s happening, I can’t even enjoy it…it’s bittersweet.

“Babe, let’s get ready, alright?” I whisper as I run my fingers through her hair. I sigh. “Talk to me, please. If you love me, you’ll say something.”

“I love you, Jake,” She softly says.

“I know, sweetheart…I know. What else do you want to tell me?”

“You’re my forever.”

I can feel her loosening her grip. I love this girl, so much; it hurts. God, give me more time….I need more time.

“I know that, too. What else?” I whisper back through clenched teeth because I’m about to lose it.

“You’re my one.”

“Tell me something I don’t know, baby.”

“Marry me,” She says, looking straight at me, her eyes all red and puffy.

I cup her face with both my hands, trying to control my own tears.

“Sweetheart, I’ve already asked you that question.”

With tears running down her face again, she takes a couple of deep breaths, and I know she’s about to tell me something. Something I might not have an answer to.

“I know, but I don’t want to wait. Please, I want us to get married, now, please, Jake.” She starts crying again.

“Why? I want to make it special for you, Trish. It only happens once, so I really don’t want to rush it. Let’s wait, okay?”

She starts shaking her head. I know why she wants to do it right away. God knows, how much I want to say yes, but it would be wrong. I could be dead in a couple of months, or even weeks, and as much as I want to make her my wife before I die, I don’t want to make her a widow at twenty five.

I squeeze her cheeks with my hand, so she’ll look at me.

“Sweetheart, you know how much I would love you to be my wife, but I don’t want you to do it because you feel scared I won’t make it. Trust HIM a little bit, babe. That’s all we have, right now. If it’s hard for you to believe what the doctors can do for me, then at least, believe HE can help me…HE can help us. Please, trust HIM with me. I need you to trust HIM for me.”

She looks away, and I know a major melt down is about to happen.

“Okay. We’ll do what you want, because it doesn’t matter what I want, right? Everyone seems to have a say in what’s going to happen in my life, except me. Let’s forget about what Trish wants.”

She storms out of the bathroom, and I want to break something. I feel my fucking life is spiraling out of control. I’m free falling into an abyss of blackness with no safety net, because she just walked out on me. How much more of this can she take before she leaves me?

I pack my shit up and get ready without her. I make sure to take the picture that sits on the dresser. It was taken when we went to Alcatraz. She’s all bundled up, her face on my chest looking so peaceful, while I’m looking straight ahead. I want to have her feel that again.

“You ready, Son?” My dad asks softly with a hint of weakness and a whole lot of sadness.

I nod. “Yeah, as ready as I’ll ever be. Let me just say goodbye to Trish.”

I go to the garage and find her inside my car. I watch her for a while, hugging the steering wheel, crying. I want to hug her so badly, give in to what she wants, but I just can’t do it. Not like this. I open the door and kneel down next to her.

“Hey, I’m leaving, and I don’t want to go without saying goodbye. Can I get a hug before I go?” I tell her while praying to God she’ll at least hug me.

No movement. Absolutely Nothing…

I wait a bit while running my hand on her back as she continues to cry. I know she’s hurting, so am I, but it is what it is, and life’s a bitch. I stand up and kiss her on the head, her shoulder, her arm, anywhere I can.

“I love you, so much, baby. Come back to me, okay?” I whisper in her ear, hoping my angel will claw her way out of this pit of darkness.

As soon as I walk away, she cries louder. I don’t stop though; she needs to find herself without me as a crutch. I’m not mad at her, I’m not even disappointed, I’m just sad…an overwhelming sadness grips my heart. The essence of despair oozes out of her in waves, the feeling of trepidation overpowers the peace I need her to have. Seeing her like this, my heart is breaking for her, but at the same time, my heart is beating for her.

Tami is waiting for me in the hallway, knowing I need her to watch over the love of my life. She hugs me tight, but forces herself not to cry, which I appreciate because I’ve seen enough tears shed for today.

“Hey, I’m outta here. Watch her, please. Text me, let me know how she’s doing, alright? I mean it. Do not leave her alone. She likes to be held while she cries, so try to comfort her. Make her eat something, please. Tell her how much I love her; she likes hearing that too.”

She nods, and I give my sister a forced smile, because that’s all I can give, right now.

“I’ll see you tonight. Don’t worry about her, Jake. She’ll come around when the shock wears off. She’ll come back to you. I promise,” She says.

I want to leave, but my heart wants to see her. Of course, since I like to torture myself, I tell my sister to open the door so I can see her one last time, but she isn’t there anymore. I look at my sister, giving her the silent order to go look for my girl, because I need her to be whole again for me…

I have a freaking convoy just to go to the hospital. In the Escalade, my parents and Brian are waiting for me, behind them Cody and Roxy, and Trish’s mom is pulling up the rear.

I open the car door, and suddenly, a warm all too familiar body slams into me. I hug her, immediately, and her legs encloses around my waist. While her arms snakes around my neck pulling me closer to her, she buries her face in the crook of my neck, as always. I back away from the car to enjoy this moment with her.

I’ve never taken for granted every time we’ve made love or every time we’re together, but after my diagnosis, I treasure every single time, every single moment, every single look, every single touch, every single kiss, and every single embrace. I’ve implanted those in my brain and seared them on my heart. They serve as my armor to slay the demon that waits. The fear of dying and losing her, almost always, shatters me to pieces; however, I can’t afford to lose sight of the prize which is a lifetime with her. I need to stay strong for her, for us. So, I live for moments like these…I crave moments like these.

I’m getting all choked up, but I refuse to let my emotions rule over today. Not today….especially not in front of her. She’s very fragile right now, and she needs my strength.

“You missed me, already?” I whisper, kissing her cheek.

“I’m sorry,” She says barely above a whisper.

“I know, sweetheart, me too. I have to go, Trish, and you need to eat and rest. I’ll call you tonight, okay?”

I turn us around to walk her to the house, and she hugs me even tighter. I don’t know what else to tell her. I don’t know how to make her feel better. I don’t want to ask her if she wants to go with me, because if she says no, I don’t know if I can handle that.

“Can I go with you?” She asks.

“Look at me.”

I thought she wouldn’t, but she leans back and locks eyes with me. I see fear in her eyes. When she sees worry in mine, she closes her eyes. When she opens them, I see submission. This is what I’ve been waiting for. I want her to submit to what was happening, instead of fighting it.

I kiss her forehead and let my lips linger for a little bit.

“Are you sure you want to go with me? I need to hear it, Trish.”

“I will always
want
…always
need
to be with you, Jake. Always.”

I can’t hold it any longer, so I kiss her with so much love and passion; I want to freeze time. I want her to feel how alive I still am. Every stroke and every shift of our tongues is like manna from Heaven. It fills me up and gives me the strength to carry on. I don’t want our kiss to end…I don’t want this moment to end.

She breaks the kiss, and I rest my forehead against hers.

“I can’t imagine a life without you in it, so this is me telling you I’ll try to be strong. There may be days I’ll cry like a baby, but I’ll never give up the fight. I am right here beside you, with you always.”

“That’s all I’m asking, sweetheart. Plus my kisses…can’t forget my kisses.” I smile at her…of course, I give her, her favorite smile that’s only ever meant for her.

I walk us over to where the most important people in my life are waiting for me…waiting for us…ready to travel this road with me…with us. This road I didn’t choose, but accepted to travel, may be a road with a lot of bumps and pot holes. However, if I’m travelling it with the love of my life and people who will carry us along the way…I’ll suck it up. I’ll fight, for as long as I can have a lifetime with Trish. I’ll endure anything.

 

Chapter 28

 

Trish

Hearing the word ‘NO’ or ‘I’m Sorry’ or any line expressing regret is never easy to accept, especially, when it’s being said to someone you love; or worse, if it’s a matter of life or death. I break down and lose it when we’re told Tami isn’t a match for Jake. My mind goes into overdrive, and then, into complete mental shutdown. What causes the overdrive…my best friend, FEAR; what leads to a complete shutdown…my best friend, FEAR, again!

While I’m experiencing the worse meltdown in the history of meltdowns, my love has been standing firm and strong for himself and for me. Can someone just slap me? It isn’t until he walks out on me I realize I need to get my shit together; or else, I’m going to lose the only man I ever want to spend the rest of my life with. This isn’t about me; it’s about him….about us. After all, I’ve told him there’s no him or me in this equation….there’s only an US.

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