G2g
By Finaille Nailo
Part 2
A/N- I will start posting my comments at the bottom. I want to thank the reviewer who mentioned this!
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"Hello again! This is Greg Ubetcha, host of Sadder than Sad Stories! Last night, you heard Part 1 of Brock’s story, where he was diagnosed with AIDS, and met the girl of his dreams. Tonight, his friends will finish the story, the last two months of his life. Here is Misty Yawa, Ash Ketchum, and Erinn Plance!!!" The audience claps.
"Hi all! We want to thank you for all the replies to the story, they really touched our hearts!" Misty says. "Well, anyways, last night we finished with us finding out about Brock’s lung tumor. We were all really shocked, and we finally realized that Brock was going to die, and soon!"
"Tonight, we will start at the Christmas party. Brock just got out of the hospital that afternoon, and they are all having a good time. Then, during the party, something happens, but, you’ll see soon!" Ash says.
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The night of Christmas Eve...
"Wow, I didn’t think I’d get out of the hospital in time for the party!" Brock exclaims, setting up the food for the party.
"Yeah, tonight’s gonna be really fun!" Erinn exclaims. The phone rings.
"I’ll get it!!!" Misty exclaims, and she goes in the living room.
"So, Brocko, you sure you’re well enough for the party?" Ash asks.
"For the millionth time, YES!" Brock yells. "Ash, you worry too much, I’ll be fine!"
"If you’re sure..." Ash says. Erinn comes up behind Brock and hugs him.
"Yeah, let him live his life with fun, who would wanna spend their last months living in bed?" Erinn says with a large grin on his face. Misty walks in, her eyes lost with emotion, and her face pale.
"Misty, what is it?" Ash asks.
"They’re shutting down the Cerulean Gym... unless they can find a decent gym leader." Misty says.
"Why?" Brock asks.
"Because my sisters aren’t challenging enough anymore, and they want me to move in and become the new gym leader. I have to do it, because I don’t want the gym shutting down, but, I never really wanted to be a full time gym leader." Misty says. Brock hugs her.
"Don’t worry about it, have fun tonight, we can worry about this later." Brock says. Misty hugs him back.
"Thanks, I really don’t wanna think about it." She says with a smile.
"Come on, let’s get ready for the party, it’s starting in an hour." Ash suggests. Brock and Erinn leave.
"Bye guys, see you soon!" Brock says, Erinn waves.
"See ya guys later!" Misty says. Brock and Erinn leave the apartment, hand-in-hand.
"The party is gonna be soooo much fun!" Erinn says, with a smile on her face.
"I know, so let’s hurry, or else we’re gonna miss the start of it." Brock says. They get into Brock’s car, and leave the apartment parking lot.
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That evening after the party...
"Wow, the party was sooo much fun, but I’m sooo tired..." Erinn says, leaning on Brock’s shoulder.
"Do you need to be carried out?" Brock asks jokingly. Erinn pinches his ear.
"You’re so cute."
"Did I ever tell you that actually hurts?" Brock asks. Erinn just laughs. Before they get in his car, Brock pulls Erinn close to him. Erinn looks at him with big, green eyes.
"Erinn, I want you so badly. I can’t have you; it’s so hard. I can only cherish these moments for a few more months." Brock says, kissing her gently.
"Brock, I don’t care. I love you." Erinn says. Brock looks at her, a bit shocked because of what she said.
"You really love me?" Brock asks, pulling her closer to him.
"Yes, Brock. I do." Erinn says quietly.
"Erinn?"
"Yes?"
"I love you too." Brock says, kissing her. They get in the car, and start kissing again, but allowing the kiss to go a bit farther than before. Their tongues fight each other, pushing, like they are having a war. It starts to go farther, when Brock stops.
"I want to do this, but I just can’t. I don’t want to hurt you." Brock says. Erinn smiles.
"I understand." Erinn says.
"I love you more than anything. I promise that will never change." Brock says. They kiss one last time, then drive off to Brock’s apartment.
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"After Christmas, his condition started to rapidly grow worse. It got to the point where I moved in with him, just to make sure he would be ok. He spent most of his days in bed. The days he could get around, we would spend every minute together. Time seemed to go faster day by day." Erinn says.
"We were always there in the day, for company. Although he had been growing worse, he was still they same Brock we knew and loved." Misty says.
"In late January, he actually got admitted in the hospital again, this time for another tumor found, or tumors. They found multiple tumors in his brain, liver, and stomach. Most of them were cancerous. He was given three weeks to live and the choice whether to be admitted in a hospice, or to die at home. He didn’t think twice, he chose to go home." Ash says.
"Of course, he was still doing pretty well, considering his condition. He was often in a lot of pain. We were always scared that the day we just spent together might be his last..."
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"Are you sure you’re ok, Brock?" Erinn asks him, while he was having another coughing fit.
"Yeah, I’m fine." Brock says, choking the words out. He gets over it, and looks at Erinn, exhausted.
"You should really get some sleep." Erinn says. Brock grins.
"You’re starting to act like my doctors."
"Ha ha, you’re so funny." Erinn says, climbing into bed with him.
"Yeah, I know I am." Brock says. They share a passionate kiss.
"Hey, Brock?"
"Yes?"
"Are you ever scared about dying?" Erinn curiously asks.
"I guess. What scares me is taking my last breath. Will I feel like I’m choking for air?" Brock asks.
"I don’t know, I haven’t died yet." Erinn says, a bit sarcastically.
"I know that, girl, I’m just scared." Brock says, holding her close. Erinn ran her hands down his stomach, stopping where her fingers touched a tumor. Brock winced a bit in pain.
"Sorry." She says quickly. Brock holds her head with his hands and kisses her one last time.
"Goodnight." He says, in a monotone voice.
"Goodnight." She says, kissing his forehead. They fall asleep instantly in each other’s arms.
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About a week later...
"Now explain to me why you guys are doing this?" Brock asks. He has a blindfold over his eyes, and Misty and Ash were taking him somewhere. Erinn wasn’t with them, she had a doctor’s appointment.
"You’ll see!" Misty says. They drive out of town, to a beautiful lake. It was the same lake where Ash and Misty met. They get there, lead Brock out of the car, and take off his blindfold.
"Huh?" Brock asks in confusion.
"Come on, you gotta propose to her! I know you’re gonna die soon, but still, you should experience true togetherness. You love her enough, and she loves you. You gotta do it." Ash says. Misty watches them, a bit fidgety.
"Wait, you want me to marry her?"
"Yeah!" Ash says. He notices Misty, looking very uncomfortable. Ash goes over to her.
"Ash..." She mumbles.
"What’s wrong?" Ash asks.
"Nothing..."
"Then WHAT is it?" Ash asks, getting a bit curious. Misty gets on one knee. Ash’s jaw drops.
"Ash Satoshi Ketchum, will you marry me?" Misty says, amazing clear as well. Ash looks shocked.
"Misty, I didn’t know you cared that much yet. Or else I was gonna ask you... Wait, isn’t the GUY supposed to propose?" Ash asks, confusing himself.
"The rules have never said anything about a girl proposing to a guy is wrong. It’s uncommon, but totally ok." Misty says. Brock starts laughing at them.
"Hey, what’s so funny?" Ash asks.
"It’s amazing, you finally marry after you act like a married couple all these years." Brock says with a smile.
"Huh, what do you mean?" Ash and Misty ask in unison.
"You guys always fought, and argued, and it always drove me nuts. I was wondering when you were gonna propose!" Brock says. There is silence for a few moments; then, the group starts laughing hysterically.
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About three weeks into February...
"Brock, where are we going?" Erinn’s voice asks. It is pitch dark, and Brock is taking Erinn to the lake. He finally decided to take Ash and Misty’s advice and propose.
"Shhh... you’ll see in a minute." Brock says, with a large smile on his face. He was quite happy it was dark. They get to the lake, which was sparkling from the moonlight. The waterfall was throwing out sparkles that were raining down lightly on the two. Erinn gasps.
"Brock, it’s so beautiful."
"I know, it is..." Brock says, starting to get a little bit nervous.
"Why did you take me here?" Erinn asks. Brock gets down on one knee, exposing the jewelry box he had in his pocket.
"Erinn Mayami Tsuneru, will you marry me?" Brock asks, opening the box to expose the beautiful ring inside.
"Yes, Brock, and that will forever be my answer." Erinn says as he slips the ring on her left ring finger.
"I love you so much." Brock says, standing up and holding her in a tight embrace.
"I love you too." Erinn says. Brock starts to kiss her, starting with her cheek, and moving to her mouth, Erinn allowing Brock, who was pushing his tongue against her lips, to play with her own tongue. That night, they realized what true love really was...
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The next afternoon...
"I thought Brock was supposed to be here by now." Ash says, glancing at his watch.
"This is peculiar, he’s usually not this late." Erinn says. Misty agrees with her.
"Maybe we should wait for another ten minutes, and if he’s not there we can call his cellphone." Ash suggests. They wait for ten minutes, and still wasn’t showing up, so Erinn calls his cellphone. After a moment, she hangs up.
"His phone isn’t even on. That means he hasn’t left his house yet..." Erinn realizes something and runs out of the restaurant. Ash and Misty, though confused, follow her up to his apartment. She bangs on his door, and nobody answers. She pounds the door open, and runs into his bedroom, where Brock was lying on the floor.
"Erinn..." he whispers, looking at her.
"What happened?" She asks. She examines his body, which was cool and sweaty.
"I was feeling sick... I went to go to the bathroom, and I feel. I can’t get up..." Brock says. Erinn hugs him.
"Everything will be fine, I’ll just call the ambulance..." Erinn starts, being cut off.
"No, Erinn, it’s ok. Will you help me back up into my bed? I want to tell you something." Brock says. Erinn struggles getting him back into his bed, but succeeds, and lies in the bed with him.
"Brock, will you be ok?" Erinn asks. Brock smiles weakly.
"I will be soon. Erinn, it’s time." Brock says. Erinn hugs him, crying. Ash and Misty, who finally just got in the apartment, come in his room. They all talk a little while, until Brock starts gasping for air. They all were crying, hoping Brock wouldn’t go.
"Brock, I love you. We all love you." Erinn says, trying to smile.
"Ash, Misty, thank you for always being there for me..." Brock says, his breathing becoming even more labored. He closes his eyes. "Erinn, I love y..." His sentence was caught short. He drifted into unconsciousness. They knew he would never awake again. Erinn kisses his cold, clammy cheek one last time, and she looks at Ash and Misty. They all hug each other, trying to comfort one another.
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An hour after Brock’s funeral...
Erinn was still standing by Brock’s grave. Everybody else had left. She hadn’t smiled for days now. She just wanted to stay at his grave forever. She looked at the ring Brock had given her the day before he died. She sits down, next to the soil, and feels something uncomfortable in her pocket. She reaches in there, where a piece of paper was sticking out. She pulls in out, and looks at it. To her surprise, it was a note. She opened the note curiously, and started to read.
My Dear Erinn,
I didn’t ever want to leave you. I miss you already, and I will never stop thinking of you. I wanted you to know. I’m not sure when you find this, but I will tell you. I g2g. You will see me again, someday.
I’ll love you forever,
Brock Stone
Erinn smiled.
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"That’s the end. Ever since Brock died, we have been putting together an organization. We really want to find a cure for AIDS, so other people you love won’t die." Erinn says to the crowd. Not a dry eye existed in the room.
"We really miss him. We will always miss him. And Brock, this was for you!" Misty exclaims.
"Thank you for letting us tell our story." Ash says. The room cheers loudly, when Greg comes on.
"A big hand for Ash, Misty, and Erinn!" Greg says. More cheering from the crowd. "We will see you next week with our next story!"
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After the show...
"That made me miss Brock even more." Erinn tells Ash and Misty. They were at his grave. Erinn set the flowers she got in his memorial by the grave. They are about to leave, when they here a voice.
"Guys... thank you..." said the voice, which sounded a lot like Brocks. The air fills with the scent of his cologne.
"He’s here..." Erinn says. They look around, but see no one.
"I think we are hallucinating. Come on, let’s go home." Misty says. They all leave the cemetery, with a smile on their face.
A/N- Bleh, even on FF.net I haven’t really gotten much attention with this one. Pikachu so far is the only author who’s actually... well, I dunno. He thought it was sad. Hopefully sad, and GOOD. My buddy Char said she liked it ^^. Anyways, uh, yeah, I know this is an extremely sad, depressing fic. I can’t help it! Email me at rcangel13@hotmail.com and rcangel13@yahoo.com with a review. Thanks for reading!