Chapter 10
AN: This is the last chapter. After this chapter you can all tell
me how horrible I am for killing Brian and making Nick out to seem like such a
monster. But I said it before and I’ll say it again. I like writing reality
fictions. So no, I don’t think Brian’s gay and I don’t see his death anywhere
in the near future. And no I don’t think Nick is that cruel. That should answer
the basis. Alright so enjoy the conclusion of “Forbidden Love, Unrelenting
Hate”.
He stood over the fresh grave. The grave of a
forgotten friend. Gunned down in pure hate, he now would lay there forever,
never again able to laugh at a joke. But he supposed if he had lived that
brutal attack he probably wouldn’t have laugh much anymore. Why? Because his
best friend had turned his back on him.
Nick ran a shaky hand through his hair and
sighed. It seemed like so long ago he had looked into Brian’s frightened eyes
while he screamed words of hate at him. Swearing to hurt him if he ever came
near him again. He had called him such cold and derogatory things.
And know Brian was dead. For the same reason
Nick had turned his back on him. Someone else couldn’t accept him for being
different. For being gay.
But Nick hadn’t changed his mind. He still
thought gays were morally wrong and that it was a disgusting thing. There was
still resentment on his part towards Brian for ever falling in love with him.
So he couldn’t figure out why he came to stand in front of Brian’s grave. He
hadn’t attended the funeral. Kevin probably would have killed him if he had.
The two of them hadn’t spoken since that phone call before Brian’s death. The
one where he had pleaded that Nick open his eyes. He had gotten the news about
Brian from a very upset AJ and Howie. They showed up at his room crying, and hoping
that he would do the same. But Nick hadn’t shed a tear. And with that, those
two had also walked out on him.
So why did he stand before the grave of his
fallen foe? Because he had been thinking ever since he had gotten the news. The
image of Brian laying there broken and bleeding refused to leave his mind. It
had been then that he realized that even the gays are people. Brian had bled
like any normal person would have. He had come to see that Brian, though
different and something Nick hated, was still just as human as he. And he was
still his best friend when he fell.
Nick knew the only way he could put himself at
ease was to visit his friend and apologize for things he never got to say. But
now that he was there, he couldn’t think of them. He placed a shaky hand on the
headstone and whispered the only words that came to mind.
“I’m sorry.”
With that he turned and walked away, with no plans of ever
returning to that spot. As he walked away, the wind picked up around him and he
could have sworn he heard a voice. Brian’s voice whispering back in his ear
only.
“It’s okay. I will always love you.”
Nick didn’t stop walking but his eyes watered
up. As he reached the gate he could still hear Brian’s voice wind, this time
singing to him.
“Come what may,
Come what may,
I will love you,
Until my dying day.”
With those final words, Nick left Brian’s voice
singing softly in the cemetery. But he was able to leave with the reassurance
that he had his best friend back.
Nick would never again visit Brian’s grave. But
the day he died he was known to have squeezed his brother’s hand and quietly
sang.
“Come what may,
Come what may,
I will love you,