The Move In ~~Travis X Reader~~

Part 8: Dancing

I yawned widely and looked over to see Travis asleep next to me. He looked so peaceful. I laid by him and rested me head on my hand. I smiled at him. I pulled the covers up more and kissed his lips.

He shifted in his sleep and blushed. He snored very lightly. I moved down some and wrapped my arms around him. He rolled on top of me and laid his head on my chest. He was in between my legs. I ruffled his hair to keep him asleep.

I started a ball of thought. Corey, Travis. I know, I know its wrong I think back to Corey all the time, I know its wrong to always go back to him. I can't help it, why am I here and he's not! Why did he have to go, its not fair!

*flashback*

"Hey Mrs, James, what's wrong?" I asked as I answered my phone.

I was sitting in the living, today was his birthday, today Him and I had been together for a good while.

I can remember dropping the phone, I can recall the feeling of my heart stopping, my stomach tightening, my eyes glazed over, I felt lost.

I felt arms wrap around me, I had fell over still staring into nothing. It was silent even though Dante's mouth was moving, even though the kids outside were laughing, the birds chirping. Everything around us was being loud and enjoying life, everything...but Corey.

Next thing I know we're rushing down to the hospital, but we still aren't fast enough. Everything is fading in and out. We arrive and I remember my legs...somehow carrying me to the ICU and to his mom. When I saw. her, everything hit me again like a truck. She had tears staining her face. She was hugging me tightly, Corey's Dad was sitting in a chair his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands. I was hugging his mother now on the floor. Dante was behind me shifting.

I heard something....the first thing I heard in what felt like hours.

"Ma'am I'm sorry to have to say this, its never easy, but your son, he didnt make it.."

I finally snapped. I cried and cried, I felt my heart ache and long for something! Anything! His mom by my side she was crying with me, she was broken, she had. the same look to her eyes. Lost.

I felt so many emotions I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, I could only cry.

A few days later his "funeral" happened. We had a memorial at the school and I was chosen to speak. I walked to the stage, why were all these people here. They made fun of us, they hated me, why did they have the. right to mourn a stranger to them and a partner to me.

"Today we are here to mourn the lose of a friend, a partner, and a son. Corey struggled each day more than anyone saw, he felt chains attach to him every time he woke up. I had heard every call he made. I was the last person he ever talked to and the phone call went on as just talking about our day. We had just got back from our birthday/anniversary date. He fought through so many battles by our sides and none of us armored up to fight with him. Corey Rufus James will always have a place in our hearts....he will always be the love of my life.." I felt my heart scream as I started at his Mother and Father, they looked at me and smiled with pain filled eyes.

After the. memorial we met up and "talked", I hugged his mother and didnt let go. When we did stop hugging she gave me his note, the suicide note. I have only read it once since then.

"Dear Meek,

Hey Baby, how was your day today?

Did you sleep well?

What'd you do? Was it fun?

What are you doing right now?

I'm only asking these things because I will never be able to ask them again, my biggest regret is that I never got to live my life out with you. You're probably really lost right now, angry, sad, confused. I know, and I'm sorry. I have to leave, I can't be here anymore. I'm not doing this because you didn't help me well enough, you stayed by my side when no one else did! Baby you helped me so much.