@scomichequeen this is for the contest :)
Scott's POV, 40 years ago
I stared into his deep brown eyes that were specked with his own blood, questioning why he left me.
He had no reason to.
Did I miss something? I went to hold his hand, his dead and grey hand, and when I did, a piece of paper fell out. I looked back into his eyes that were fading of color to see if this was some prank. He didn't move. I opened the paper and saw it was addressed to me. I read it and prepared for tears.
Scott,
I bet you're confused. About why I would leave,why I would do this, just why. I was always happy, right? You never saw me upset, never saw me cry myself to sleep, and you sure as hell didn't realized that I wore long sleeves every single day to high school. How did you not notice? I even tried to show you by wearing tank tops at your house.
But you never said a word.
I'm not sure if you just didn't see them, or if you didn't want to bring it up, or maybe a different reason. Try to remember that day when we were hiking. I wore that blue short sleeve shirt you bought me for Christmas. That was the day I saved your life.
Too bad you couldn't save mine.
When you slipped off of the edge, I ran faster then I ever have before. I grabbed your hand. I pulled you up. We hugged for what felt like a million years.
I'll never forget that, Scott.
And I'll never forget you.
And no matter if I'm singing with the angels in Heaven or burning with the devil in Hell, I will never forget you. I'm not someone to do that. But, I did kill myself for a reason.
I'm in love with you, Scott Richard Hoying. And I know you don't feel the same. We could never be together, but you're the only one I wanted. And there's no reason to live if I can't have you.
I'll never forget you.
Please don't remember me in a sad, depressed kind of way. I want you to remember me like when we made all of our hilarious Superfruit videos. The cards against humanity with Maisie, laughing non stop when we didn't know what to do, and even just going out to get starbucks in the early morning. That's the Mitch I want you to remember. Not the real Mitch.
Not the Mitch who woke up every morning and went to the bathroom to cut himself just out of habit.
Not the Mitch who was constantly sad.
Not the Mitch who was jealous of every man you talked to for more then a minute.
Not the real Mitch.
Go re-watch all of our old videos. Hell, you could even go watch some cringe worthy sing-off videos. Don't be sad, Scott. Just do one thing for me. All I'm asking is one thing. I know you can do it.
Don't forget to remember.
Don't forget to remember all the fun we had, Scott. Or else, I'd just want to die all over again.
Goodbye, Scott.
-Mitch
I stared at the letter that was now moist with my tears. Re-reading it twice, I put it back in his hand and cried into his chest.
He didn't think I knew.
He didn't think I loved him!
And I couldn't change anything now. I stood up and reached my hand into my own pocket. Pulling out the box with the little promise ring in it, I tossed it beside his dead body. I didn't know what to do next except for what he told me to do.
I opened up Youtube on my phone and cried to all of our old videos. I didn't stop watching until I had made it to episode thirty-five, the boyfriend challenge. There was no way I could watch it. He didn't say I had to watch all of them. So I turned off my phone and threw it across the room. Tears filling my eyes, I opened up the photo book my mom had made of me and Mitch. I stopped when I came across a selfie he took of us. You could clearly see his scars. I looked over at him once again, and cradled my head in my arms.
Don't worry, Mitch. I won't forget to remember.
Scott's POV, Now (Age: 64)
That was such a long time ago. I look back now, and see everything we did together. All the videos, all the songs. He meant so much to me. He was my everything. I didn't forget to remember, Mitch.
In fact, every single day since he's been gone, I've either watched one of our videos or looked through our photos. I will never forget him. How could you forget the person who saved your life? How do you forget the man you fell hopelessly in love with? How do you forget the only person you ever cared about? Exactly. You can't.
And that's why I'll never forget him.
