Move On, But Don't Forget Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short story i wrote not to long ago and its one of my first. The inspiration was a few books ive read recently. i hope you like it :)

Submitted: May 31, 2010

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“Lets go for a drive” he said, standing on my doorstep. It was ten in the morning and I was still in my pajamas with a bad case of bed head. Ben never did things like this, he was more of a social person who preferred to go out with out friends over spending one on one time and I was okay with this, but I liked to have all of his attention. “Sure,” I said “let me jus throw on some jeans and grab a bagel for the road.”
He waited when I ran up the stairs to my room and then tripped back down them to the kitchen. I pushed a cinnamon bagel in to the toaster and grabbed a travel mug for my morning tea. I felt his arms wrap around my waist. I always loved when he held me, its so comfortable in his arms. I stood at a petite 5’4 but he towered over me at nearly 6’3” but somehow even the seemingly awkward size difference felt right. The toaster popped ending the special moment and he grabbed the bagel and a napkin as I finished making my tea. I opened the door to his old blue Tahoe and saw a little silver box sitting on the passenger seat. I moved it and put it in the cup holder, assuming it was nothing.
He got in and looked around where I was sitting. “Did you find your present?” he said “there should have been a silver box on your seat”. I took it out of the cup holder, “oh this? I didn’t know what it was”. He watched as I lifted off the top and moved the gauzy material on top. Laying in the bottom of the box was a simple chain with a small silver heart in the center. The necklace was stunning, simple but beautiful. I ran through a checklist of reasons for the spontaneous gesture, it was October so not Christmas or valentines day, our anniversary wasn’t for another few weeks and my birthday had long passed. “its so beautiful,” I stammered “what’s the reason?”. He looked at me in a sweet, tender way that I hadn’t seen before. “I just wanted to remind you that I love you, I know I don’t say it enough.”. I was touched by his sweetness and asked him to help me put it on.
His large fingers stumbled with the clasp but he got it on then leaned down and kissed my neck where the chain me my shoulder. “Lets go. I got somewhere I wanna take you”. We drove in a comfortable silence, holding hands over the console. We drove on a solitary road bordering a lake and when we had been driving for a little over twenty minutes I broke the silence, “where are we going?” I asked with the feeling I wasn’t going to get an answer. “You’ll see, only a little further, maybe 10 minutes.” he said with a smile. I settled in to the well worn seat and the next thing I knew Ben was gently brushing my cheek to wake me up. I sat up with a start, apologizing for falling asleep. That’s ok, your cute when you sleep” he said with a giggle. I rolled my eyes and stepped out in to the chilly autumn air.
I stretched and shivered, the days were getting shorter and colder a lot faster then I was ready for. I looked around and noticed that we were in the parking lot for a state park. I know that we where around a marsh or lake but other then that I was completely lost. I heard Ben open the car door and turned just in time to watch the grey sweatshirt
that was flying towards me hit my leg the fall to the ground. “oops, probably should have given you some warning” he said, stooping to pick it up. He wrapped his strong arms around me again and I breathed in the scent of him. It was a mix of deodorant, fabric softener and something else, something sweet and distinctly Ben. He let go of me and watched as I pulled the sweatshirt over my head then took my hand and lead me towards a small path.
We walked for a few minutes over logs and through the small path. He stopped me and covered my eyes with one hand and wrapped the other around my waist “I want it to be a surprise” he whispered in my ear “go slow, I wont let you fall”. I stumbled a few times but every time his strong arms caught me before anything bad could happen. In the
almost 9 months we had been going out this is how it had always been, I would trip over my feet or stumble in the dark but he was always there to catch me and to put me back on my feet again. The path flattened out and we stopped walking. “This is it” he said softly “open your eyes”.
I opened my eyes to one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. We were under a weeping willow tree and the leaves parted to show a peaceful pond with a light fog over it. It was dark, but that made it even more peaceful. I turned to see Ben standing just behind me, looking off to the edge of the lake. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Its beautiful, so peaceful”. He smiled, took my hand and lead me to a log perfectly positioned next to the shore. “I got something to tell you,” he said, looking sullen, “something big”. I sat down next to him and he took my hand, but he wouldn’t look at me. He looked out at the lily pads as he spoke and didn’t look at me until he finished, it almost seemed like if he had stopped talking, he wouldn’t be able to start again. When he had finished we sat there in silence until I pulled him in to my arms and he started softly crying into my shoulder.
He told me he had cancer. The doctors didn’t catch it as early as they would have liked, and they were trying to be optimistic but ultimately his chances weren’t good. How could this have happened? He was my strong, energetic boyfriend. Nothing could stop him, he was perfect, invincible. In the months following, I would have to be the strong one, I had to sit and watch as the chemo poisoned him and as the light and happiness drained from him. I often think back to that day and I’m grateful we went to the beautiful lake, after that we spent much more time as just the two of us.
I sat in the waiting room and watched as doctor walked through Ben’s door. He came out twenty minutes later and motioned to me that it was okay for me to go in. I walked in to see Ben lying in the bed, seeming so small with all the tubes and machines surrounding him. It was hard to imagine him seeming so small when as long as I had known him he had been anything but. I sat in the hard plastic chair next to his bed and looked in to his startling green eyes. In a weak voice he said “it’s not lookin to good baby, they said that there’s no match and I wont be able to get a transplant.”. We had figured that this was  true but still to hear it confirmed was one of the hardest thing I would ever go through. We cried together that night, laying side by side in his small hospital bed. “Just promise you wont forget me” he said running his finger over the small silver heart of my necklace. “Move on, find someone new, but don’t forget me”. “I never would,” I stammered through tears and a clenched heart, “I never could.”


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