Page 1 of Make You Love Me

Prologue

MyLove,

Where do I begin?

I want you to know that you mean the absolute world to me. Filling even my saddest days with rays of sun. The way you hold me just right and know exactly what my body and mind need whenever you are near.

I can't believe it has been over 2 years and you still evoke butterflies every time I see you. I sometimes think I can feel your loving gaze even when you're not around.

Thank you for loving me even through my ups and downs and let’s be real there have been more downs than ups lately. You have stayed by my side through the endless doctor appointments and treatments. Always smiling and making me feel beautiful and loved.

Even at my lowest, you empower me to be strong. You are my rock, which I am eternally thankful for.

But what about you and your life? I need to know that you will be okay even when I am no longer around. Living the life of a normal 18-year-old guy, with a future filled with endless possibilities.

Before you argue, I want you to know I have put some serious thought into this, and this is what I want for you.

I want you to be happy.

I want you to have a loving family filled with gorgeous, smiling children and the life you always dreamed about. Owning your own shop, designing, and seeing your sketches come to life.

I won’t be able to give you those things, of that, I am sure. You deserve the world because that is what you gave me every day, selflessly.

You have touched my soul with your love, and for that, I will always be grateful. I don’t think I would have made it through this past year without you.

This is probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do. To tell the man I love with all my heart and soul that this is the end…

I know this will come as a shock, but I'm leaving town. By the time you read this, I will already be gone. Don’t come looking for me… it’s better this way.

Just know I’ve gone to live out the rest of my time, however long that may be, with a heart filled with your love.

I want you to wake up every day and feel my love surround you, even if I am not there.

You will get past this and find a girl who will love you for the amazing man you are. Because you deserve that. You deserve everything. I’m just sorry it couldn’t be with me.

I'm doing this because I love you and I hope you never forget that.

Love Always,

Your Everything ??

Chapter One

AsIstareatmy reflection in the full-length mirror, all I see are the numerous imperfections I’ve been critiqued about for most of my life. While I have come to terms with my body, being told that my thighs should be smaller and more toned, or that my belly should be a bit flatter with less jiggle, definitely chips away at your self-confidence. My ass, although big and round, is one of my favorite parts about me. Unfortunately, I’ve been told that it too could benefit from me dropping several pounds and inches. Ethel has repeatedly lectured me about my size, saying “Well-to-do men don’t want their women to be too curvy and objectified, they want demure, dignified women by their side.” Thankfully, I’m not looking to marry a rich well-to-do guy, they don’t sound like much fun if you ask me.

It is what it is, and clearly my ass is not going anywhere anytime soon. So, to be perfectly honest, I’m not too mad at the cheeky cut of the costume I’m about to put on. It’s all the other parts I’m sort of dreading. Ashley swears it’ll fit, especially with the corseted back she designed. I obviously would have opted for at least one size larger, but she was in charge of designing the outfits.

Ashley has been my best friend since third grade, when she moved to our quiet New York neighborhood. She came into my life just when I needed her the most, right around the time my mother passed away. She was older than me by a year but that didn’t change a thing. Ashley is like the sister I always wanted. There isn’t a thing she wouldn’t do for me and the same goes for her. We’re frick and frack, tweedle dum and tweedle dee, thing one and thing two. You get the picture. We’re inseparable, making us the dynamic duo, Tig and Bitty. I’m Tig because of my tig ol’ bitties and she’s Bitty, since she's just so damn tiny in comparison to me.

After Ashley graduated, she stayed local due to family obligations and work, so I’m thrilled she spends her time off with me down in Nori Beach.

Hence why I’m staring at this Playboy Bunny for this stupid-ass party I agreed to go to.I love her to death, but right now I’m seriously regretting this decision.

She’s been hyped ever since we first heard about it a few days ago. Of course, some dipshit made it a costume party, and that was all Ashley needed to hear to get her creative gears turning.

“Girl come on, I want to see it!” Ashley bellows as she practically knocks down the door to my bathroom. All I’ve managed to get on are the fishnet tights. My hair and makeup are done, but I haven’t worked up the courage to finish getting dressed.

“Um... I’m not ready yet.”

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