This is going to be a tough one to read for all the senseys out there. Thanks to everyone for the reviews, and here is some good news. !3 chapters is how long this going to be. Next one comes in two parts.
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I can't believe I'm at his wake. We'd been dating for a year now, and I was hoping it could have gone further. I loved him, and now he's gone. It was surprising that one of the survivors of the crash managed to carry his body onto to life raft; he's very tall. What's even more surprising is that there are only about four people here. Someone named Jacob, the man who apparently carried my boyfriend, Carla, and I. Oh god, they're sitting. It's time for my speech.
"There are so many people at Sacred Heart, It's easy to get lost in the masses. Anyone can feel insignificant. Heck, even I do sometimes. And it really gets to me. But I never saw him get down about it."
"Who is she?" Jacob whispered to the Latina sitting next to him.
"I remember when I had a patient whose last request was to see her dog one last time, and he helped me hide it from Dr. Kelso. He was there with me every step of the way."
"Oh, that's his girlfriend, Elliot."
"Elliot?!"
"He always wanted me to say this, and so did I, but I was too self conscious to admit it. He and I were –"
"Elliot!"
"Huh?"
"Steven loved you!"
"Who?"
"Steven! The last thing he said to me was to tell everyone that he loved Elliot. I thought he was gay . . ."
The strong, carrier man gasped, and Carla crossed her arms, rolled her eyes and made an expression that said, "I knew it."
Even though it wasn't shocking news to her, it was shocking to me. The last thing he said . . . the last thing . . .
Just now it had hit me that he was really gone, and no one knew.
No one knew that we were in love.
And he never knew that they would soon find out.
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More sadness. I know it sucks, but it'll get better, I promise.