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Coma White	By : jadesragdoll Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > AFI Views: 1050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Don’t own didn’t happen lets all pry this never happens to the ones we love or care about. (again in my case)
This is for Meg since she asked oh so nicely for a sad fic with a Hunter and Smith pairing.
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I sat in my room looking out the window as the winter air whipped out side. The door creaked open slightly and the light from the hall lit up the room for a second before whoever entered shut the door again.
“Hunter, baby.” I heard Smith’s voice from the area around my door. I turn to him my eyes glassy with tears. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me. I broke down in his embrace. He has always been so gentle with me, as if I where made of glass. But I guess he couldn’t be wrong anymore. He’s been with me through this all. Every treatment that has failed every bout of depression because I can feel my body killing it self. He stayed with me through it all.
Even after it was my infidelity that got me here.
I know what you are thinking, what’s wrong with Hunter Burgan bassist extraordinaire of AFI. I’ll tell you. I’ve been HIV positive for 3 years now. Three years to this day actually. I’ve been with Smith for six so let me explain how I got here. We had had fight and broken up not permanently mid you, we’ve done this before time to time. But this time I went out of hand and pretty much cheated on him. My sweet angel the love of my life. The man who has never done anything but love me. The man happen to be positive and not know it. Thankfully I wasn’t’ feeling well a week later and had to go to the doctors who took blood work and found it. Seeing as Smith and I had just gotten back together till about when I went to the doctors he was safe from contracting it as well. I don’t know if I would ever forgive myself if I had given it to him.
This all leads me to now, sobbing in his arms. He’s stroking some of my blonde fuzz on my head, trying to clam me. But I keep crying harder. The thoughts of what the doctor told me the other day keep swimming in my mind. I feel like my soul is bleeding knowing that I know I will be leaving my angel soon to become one myself.
“Hunter, baby, what’s wrong please tell me.” I can hear the pain in his voice. I know he is tire of taking care of me, but he’s either to foolish or loves me to much to just let me die. I lift my head off his shoulder and look at him. His eyes are blood shoot from crying and nights of little or no sleep because of me, all because of me. It make me hate myself more just to look at him.
He strokes my cheek and looks at me a tear slipping form his eye.
“Will you please tell me what is wrong?”
“Not now.” I say and hush him with a kiss. If I’m to be with him for a short time want at least one more happy memory for him. He kisses me back, tears in both or our eyes mingle as the run down our cheeks. There is so much love and tenderness in that kiss that it makes me cry more.
I pull him towards my bed. It hold so many memories good and bad. Night of him holding me so I don’t try to kill myself and other night where he is holding me after making love.
I rub his back and start to take off his shirt. Even though we are both in tears I know we both want this. His hardness is starting to tent his baggy jeans.
“Hunter, we don’t have I know how you are about this…” He trailed off as I kissed his neck.
“Tonight I want you to make love to me.” I say hoping my voice doesn’t betray my emotions.
“Are you sure?” He asks hesitantly, I arch my hips with my growing hardness to him to show him how sure I am.
He starts to kiss my neck and my eyes flutter close. We are like that for a while him just kissing me and lovingly rubbing my body, but I soon feel him lift my shirt over my head and he starts to kiss down my chest. I moan in pleasure and I can feel him smile on my skin. I feel the weight on the bed shift and the sound of Smith undressing. I soon after feel a tug on my own clothing as he undressed me as well. I open my eyes to see him lean over to my side draw and pullout two condoms one me and one for himself. I had become almost paranoid since contracting it that I always made him and I wear one if we did this.
He kisses my forehead an slips one on to me and then another on to himself. He reached into the same draw again to grab my lotion and began to prepare himself to enter me. Again this was another time my paranoia had taken over and I would no longer let him prepare me, only allowing him to lubricate himself. In truth it didn’t hurt anymore, maybe the first time it did but now it didn’t.
I felt the familiar full feeling I had when ever Smith entered me and relaxed some. He soon started to move in me, whispering words of love to me. I tear up again and begged him to move faster. He complied and moved faster making me moan. He grabbed me with his already coated hand and began to pump me with his thrust. I moaned loader feeling my release coming. I clenched around him making him cry out in lust. He speed up even more pumping me faster and soon we we’re both done panting and cuddling .
As we laid there I idly played with his Mohawk making him rub his head into my chest contently. I did this for a while before I spoke.
“I’ll tell you now.” I say as I stroke his Mohawk more. He looks up at me he brown eyes betraying his strong face he is making.
“I went to the doctor’s the other day. My T cell count has dropped, It’s now into the AIDS phase. They told me I could be a month to ten years before I die from it now. But I think I will be sooner.” A tear slips from his eye. I whip it away as he begins to speak.
“How do you know. God Hunter I don’t know what I’m going to do once I lose you.” It’s his turn to break down. I hold him as he sobs not knowing what to say other then answer his question.
“Each day I feel weaker. I feel myself slipping away. I knew it had become AIDS even before they told me. Oh Smiffy please don’t cry baby. I love you. I’m so sorry I fucked up and did this to us.” I begin to cry now to. We both lay on my bed crying after what was one of the most loving and pleasure sexual experiences I’ve ever had. Not knowing what to do.
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We had fallen asleep that night like that. When I had awoken the next morning I still held on to him. My ray of light. With out him I would have given up to the darkness that wraps my thoughts a long time ago. I look now at him. He’s dressed in his best suit. He looks so peaceful. I feel myself breakdown again.
I brace myself on his coffin, I feel my knees giving out. I grasp his cold hand and cry harder. ‘Why god! Why him! Why did you have to take him from me! Damnit Hunter! Why did you have to be right. Why couldn’t I have had you for ten more years instead of three more months. To see you die so fast tore my soul out.’ I cried out in my head sing as no words could form over my sobs and cries of anguish.
I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders. I turn with blood shoot eyes to see my brother Jade looking at me. He eyeliner running from crying as is his boyfriend Davey’s behind him. They were both close to Hunter too, but no one as close as me. I stand up on shaking legs and cry on his shoulder. They walk me back to where Hunter’s family and I are sitting and sit behind me.
I’m numb through out the service. The faint sound of a few price songs and songs he’s done with bands through out his life filter through my mind as the priest talks on what kind of man Hunter was. I want to stand up and yell at the man, telling him he know nothing. He has no clue who Hunter was, I only have the faintest of clues some times I think.
I must had seriously blanked out as people where going to say their last respects to him and then coming to me to tell me they felt for my lost. How could the feel for me if I couldn’t even feel anymore?
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