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Warnings: Brief mention of medical description, strong emotional content and a past homosexual relationship.
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I'd Come for You
Jason PoV 2
I locked up and headed back to the apartment.
The whole way home,
I wished he was waiting for me at home,
That we could talk and get over this
And go back to how we were before this morning.
Again my wish was fruitless.
I arrived home to see everything the same as I had left it.
I had thought that meant something good.
The bedroom was a completely different story.
Drawers from the dresser were hanging out,
half of their contents missing.
I ran to the bathroom,
hoping he was just leaving for the night.
A missing toothbrush and other toiletries told me otherwise.
This was it.
He wasn't coming back.
He was gone for good.
Once when we were joking around,
I had asked him
what would be the one sign,
if he moved in with someone,
that he was leaving for good
and he had calmly replied his toothbrush.
He had kept the very first one he had ever gotten,
never used it anymore but still he kept it.
"If that's gone, then so am I."
I had laughed at him a bit then,
But once I saw that sight in front of me,
I wasn't laughing anymore.
He never came by while I was there,
But his things had slowly begun to disappear
until the only thing left of him was a picture of our first Christmas as a couple.
He was smiling at me as I took the picture
while itching the new emerald-colored sweater I had gotten him.
It had been a long time since he had worn green
and he didn't really like it too much,
but he caved when I told him how amazing it looked on him.
That was the only picture I still had left of him
And I've cherished it ever since then,
Even as my resentment against him grew.
I had felt so betrayed that he didn't even want to talk,
Choosing instead to change his number and ignore me.
He had even turned most of my so-called friends against me.
Deep down I knew he wouldn't do that on purpose,
Tommy just has that effect on people
Making them always want to stick up for him,
Especially after Kim when he wouldn't do it himself,
But at that time I wasn't thinking clearly.
When I heard rumors of him having been with someone else
while we were still together, I hated him.
That hate had grown to take me over and led me to my current position.
We had also tried to get back together about a year before the rumors started,
But the distrust was still too raw and it didn't work.
I'm still staring at him when I come out of my memories,
Billy's words echoing loudly in my ears.
"There never was anyone else. Only after you split."
I had heard about Hayley from Billy,
so I know she and Tommy had been an item twice,
But just like me and him the second time,
they didn't last.
I know she was wary about leaving me alone with him in such a vulnerable state,
But I would never hurt him.
Not now and not ever again.
Not after he told me he would still love me,
Even if I killed him.
I'm still staring at him as words begin to pour out of my mouth,
Forming themselves into a song.
Our stay-together song.
We had promised that if anything ever happened,
We would listen to that song and think about it.
It had helped us through some smaller fights,
Like underwear not folded or socks and towels on the floor,
But I guess it wasn't enough that time around.
Right when I get to "This I vow"
I make my own vow,
That no matter what happens after this,
I will always love him
And if he wants me,
I will always come for him.
I finally move from the bed I'm on
And cross the room so I'm by his side,
As I always should have been.
Feeling tears well up,
I lean down and gently plant a kiss on his gauze-covered forehead
Before leaning mine on his gently.
"I'll do anything to make this right,
Even if it means I can't have you.
I love you, Tommy Oliver,
so you better not die on me."
I barely have enough time to scamper back to my bed
And fake sleep when the doors begin to open.
"It's just me Jase."
Billy states as he walks back in,
A smirk present in his voice.
My heart is in my throat with what he says next.
"I heard what you said."
I bolt upright and about to panic
When I see the smile on his face.
"I didn't think you were such a romantic.
And nice choice with Nickelback.
Just go with Far Away next time."
I laughed at him and we spent the next few minutes arguing
about the best love songs.
My Heart Will Go On did not make that conversation.
I'm beginning to warm up to the idea of talking to people again
when Billy makes a brilliant yet terrifying suggestion.
"Why don't we go talk to the team?
You can tell them what I just heard
and I doubt immensely they will still harbor animosity towards you."
I know I've gone four shades paler than I am
when Billy puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
"Breathe. One comatose friend is enough."
I take a few calming breaths
before speaking in a voice so wobbly and fearful
I can't believe it is mine.
"Do... I...have to?"
He nods, squeezing my shoulder as he says
"If they don't believe you,
then they don't deserve to be your friends."
I looked at him with tears shining in my eyes,
a huge smile stretching my face a little uncomfortably.
"Thanks, Billy. You are the best friend a guy could want."
A smile in return as he replies,
"Your Welcome, Jase. Now lets get this over with so you can get back here rather expediently."
I shake my head with a huge grin as I realize that,
no matter how old he gets,
Billy still talks as though he reads the dictionary.
Getting off the bed proves to be a minor inconvenience,
my body now protesting my fight-athon,
but I manage it and with help,
I'm walking out of the doors and into the main room,
face to face with my former teammates almost immediately.
Murderous is far too tame to describe how they appear.
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