It was pitch-black late at night by the time I woke up. My head was killing after all the booze I had consumed and I knew tomorrow was going to be even worse so I groaned at the thought of having a deathly hangover.
What was worse was when I remembered what had happened before I had rudely fallen unconscious. Rayne was leaving me. He was moving to the other side of the country. And he didn't want to keep our relationship.
Mum must have heard my groaning because she soon zipped into my bedroom and quickly wrapped her arms around me, asking me if I was okay. I had to tell her that I was fine even though I was quietly dying inside.
'What happened?' she asked me softly.
I didn't think I could even say the words so I politely brushed her off and reassured her that I was fine. She kissed me on the forehead, told me she loved me and disappeared, leaving me to my own sad thoughts once again.
I got up out of bed and circled around my room until I noticed that someone had cleaned up the shattered glass from my floor and had set the broken frame along with the picture onto my TV cabinet. I looked down at the happy faces of Rayne and I and it nearly tore me to pieces. I suppressed some tears and fell back down onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating my next mode of action.
There was a light tap on my door so I put on an obviously-forced smile on my face and waited for my mother to enter. The door opened and I looked over to see the cause of my problems looking like an angel standing in my doorway.
'Brendan,' he mumbled.
Even after having the worst fight our relationship has ever seen - and probably the worst I've ever taken part of - Rayne still managed to take my breath away. My room was dark and the light coming from behind Rayne almost looked like it was emanating from him. He was truly an angel.
'May I come in?' he asked.
I half attempted a nod and Rayne briefly smiled before shutting the door behind him and switching the light on next to him. It briefly blinded me before my beautiful angel sat next to me, putting everything back to perspective and suddenly, life didn't feel so bad anymore knowing that I was in his presence.
'I'm so sorry,' I apologised before Rayne could get a word in, 'I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to go off like that. I'm sorry that I hurt you and-'
'Brendan, Brendan, it's okay. I forgive you. In fact, I should be the one apologising. I didn't take into account your feelings and what you thought and, well...' Rayne paused for a moment before leaning in to kiss me ever so softly on my lips. He grabbed hold of my face and pressed his so close to mine that I felt the tears roll down his face onto my cheeks.
'I don't want to leave you,' he whispered.
'But you have to,' I mumbled.
Rayne nodded his head and fell into my body, his head resting on my chest and his arms around my neck. I sighed with relief. It was almost as if all the bad blood between us had completely evaporated with one single kiss. As contradictory as it sounded, having Rayne by my side made me strong for the day that he'd leave me.
'We only have two more days with each other,' Rayne whispered, 'let's not waste them fighting.'
'Don't let go of me,' he continued.
'I promise I won't.'
Not letting go of my love, we cuddled together underneath my blanket, not daring to utter a single word as to ruin the beautiful silent moment we were having together. I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet scent of him, still the same floral yet masculine aroma he naturally emanated. I felt his smooth, soft skin and leaned down to kiss him, tasting his full, luscious lips.
'What are you thinking about?' Rayne asked me, breaking the almost half-hour silence.
'You. What else do I think about?' I replied simply.
That seemed to put a big smile on Rayne's face and he even started to blush a bit. I chuckled to myself and kissed him on his forehead before he put his head on my chest once again.
'Your heart's beating fast,' he pointed out.
'That's because I love you,' I said.
Pressing my lips against the top of his head once more, I soon found out that Rayne had fallen fast asleep on my chest. I thought about getting up to turn the light off but knowing he didn't want me to let go of him, I left it on and soon found dozing off to sleep.
The next morning I woke up, I was happy to find Rayne still fast asleep on my chest and that my light was turned off by someone thoughtful. My hangover wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been but maybe that was due to the love of my life cuddled up next to me.
I kissed my Queen on the crown of his head and gently shook him to wake up. He snorted a bit before he regained consciousness and he looked up at me with a beautiful smile on his face.
'I never let go of you once, as I promised,' I said.
'And the moon still shines therefore I still love you.'
He leaned up and kissed me before resting his head next to mine and cuddled up to me even closer. These were the moments I didn't think I could live without; not the amazing sex or the fun times we had, the silent cuddling sessions we had in bed at night and in the morning.
'What do you want to do today, my love?' I asked him.
'Anything,' he mumbled in reply, 'anything, as long as it's with you.'