It took me ten minutes to rise from the floor. The punch that he placed on my stomach really hurts like a bitch.
Damn this Lord Damon shit! One day, you will fall on the pedestal that you are right now. I'll make sure to take revenge on you. One at a time. Slowly but efficiently.
I will break all your wings until you can't fly once more. And your name and existence will vanish like a thin air. "Fuck you!" I cursed.
My hand touched my aching stomach. I placed myself back at the lavatory to wash my face. His saliva was like a threat to my soul and in my mind.
Because the more I smell it, the more I started to like it. "Damn this shit," I cursed again. My hands then cupped to the running water as I washed my face.
Glancing in the mirror, his saliva was in my hair and in my shirt. They are thick a
Night came and my body felt relaxed. "Ahhhh," I yawned. As my eyes open, I perceived that I am laying on my bed. The room was dim and cold. Walking towards the aircon to turn it off a bit. "I forgot to eat dinner," I said as my stomach growl. Can't seem to find my phone so my fingers then pressed the switch of the lights right above my flower vase on my right side. "Where did I place it?" I said as my eyes roamed into the vicinity of my room. But what caught my attention is a box. Not just a box. But a coffin shaped box. Suddenly goosebumps hit hard myself. "Jesus," I said in fear. My heart started to thump out loud. I was about to walk out of my room but suddenly a phone vibrated and sounded eerily. My gaze then went to my bed from where the sound and the vibrating originates.
Right after I eat, I climbed back to my bedroom and lay there. I wasn't feeling sleepy at all. Feels like all the tiredness that I felt is replaced with such energy. To ease the boredom away and to make me feel sleepy again, perhaps browsing on the internet would be my resort. I opened my messenger and call someone who is very dear to me. She can definitely be a keeper of your secret and someone you can count on. The reason why I like her is that she is a hundred percent frank and her mouths had no filters and her words were not sugarcoated. What she sees is what she will say. I typed her name in the search box and clicked the video call logo beside the telephone logo on the upper right portion. Her line ring. I sighed as I stitched a cute smile on my face. Luckily, she is still awake. "Hey," I said while smiling. She smiled back
The cloud started to glow amidst the cold weather. The rainy season is fast approaching once more. Just when the clock hits five in the morning, I readied myself. Glancing myself once more in the mirror as I checked myself, my eyes were swollen and red. I must admit that I've been a fan of crying lately. Right after Dominick ended our call, later, I ended the call also but I say goodbye to Paulina properly. The house was silent. There are no other moving objects or whatnot except me. "Good to know that they are still asleep," I said. But to make sure that they are not awake, my foot leads me to the room where my Mom and Dad sleep. Just when I open the door, they both looked adorably cute while sleeping. It sends joy in my heart. They are hugging one another as Mommy Elise uses the arm of Dad as his pillow. Wishing that Domi
As I sobbed hard on his rock hard chest, Dominick remained not speaking nor moving. "I hate you," I cried hard on him. "I-I h-haven't taken any shower," he said. True to his words. Very visible that he hasn't taken one. He is kinda smelly but I don't care. I miss him so damn much. "Argh! My head," he said as his fingers massaged his temples. I stood up from leaning on his body and offered him a hand to grab. "Come on. Stand up now," I said. Dominick looks so messy right now. This is what he always says whenever we have alone time or our time together. He said that his house is lonely. No one is there to guide him. To care for him. To make him feel not alone. But I am also torn between leaving my parents. I mean, it would be hard for them also to accept my decision. Even if I haven't try
I felt an arm snaking into my waist as a warm breath touches my neck. "Who are you talking to, Baby?" Dominick said as he kissed my cheek. Rafael's eyes widen as he saw Dominick. His forehead became sweaty as his upper lips twitched. "H-Here is the food you order, S-Sir," he hand over it to me and walked away from us abruptly. "Wait! Rafael!" I called his name. Which it made him more tensed as he went on the elevator and closed the button immediately. "Argh! My head hurts," Dominick said as he pulled my body away from the door right after he closed it. "Why are you calling him anyway? Can't you see he is in a hurry?" He said. I faced him and saw his face winced in pain. Perhaps hangover danced in his head. "I was about to pay him for these," I said as I placed the food on the table. "What do you mean to p
"I remember that!" We then burst into laughter. Currently, I am talking with Minerva, Dominick's first cousin. I'm using Dominick's phone while he was taking a shower while I am here laying on his bed. I've known Minerva for about a year now since Dominick introduced me to her. She was nice. A funny and cool person. Minerva is also friendly and can get along with people very well. Minerva has two children named Maureen and Martin. Both of her children were graced with looks. I must admit that Dominick's family had beautiful genes. We are now talking but mostly reminiscing the sweet memories that both of us shared way back when I celebrated my Christmas at her place. Of course, along with Dominick. "Wished that you guys can come over here right now, I missed you so much," she said as she faked a cry. I laughed. "We'll get back there one day s
"Baby, it won't be a nice idea for me to live with you," Dominick said. We are both laying here in his bed. His chest rose and fell normally. While my nose is dug to his armpit. I can't get enough of the smell of it. It is like inviting me to sniff it all day long. It's been like an hour since we finished having sex. Dominick came in me five times. And as I gaze outside the window, it is already dark. I wonder what time it is. Dominick doesn't have a wall clock or any source of time. Well, except for his phone and watch. He doesn't want too many decorations and ornaments in his apartel. What he wants is that simple house with decors that he felt he will be needing only. But the great thing about Dominick is that he is not a cheapskate when it comes to me
"And what time do you think is now, young man," and of course just by the tone of it. You know who it is. None other than my Dad. The biological one. Daddy William. "Time for us to sleep!" I said in an enthusiastic voice while giving them a half shrug. Hoping that everything would subside and would forget as nothing happened. I am here now at our kitchen as usual where we would always do our family forum or whatnot. Felt like this table in our kitchen and our kitchen itself is like our headquarters whenever we will be having important family matters to talk to. "Again," Daddy William took a heavy breath. "What time is it now?" He asked. Mommy Elise just looked at me while she is pressing both of her knuckles. "Time to sleep, I guess...?" I said uncertainly. I know that he is asking me what is the real time but I don't see any object that cou
The Blissful EndingKEATTON’S P. O. V.1 YEAR LATER…The sun was vividly bright, striking at the tomb of the man I loved. If it is not for the tent that is covering us here, then we’ll be all melted.“Mommy!”“Hey, Baby,”It has been a year since Damon left us. It always feels like yesterday. And I still feel like he was here, beside me guarding me twenty-four-seven. A lot has changed.We are gathered at the cemetery. Remembering our deceased loved one, Damon Karsyn. Although it has been a year, the pain, the memories, and the love they share are still on my heart and mind. Even though it is hard, I need to move on.Not a day after he passed away, I never cried. I’ve been depressed and am on the verge of attempting to eradicate myself. But Robert
Epilogue: GoodbyeKEATTON’S P. O. VMy airways are blocked. I kept gasping for air. My tears kept on rolling. The day has finally arrived. “Wake up, please!!” I demanded. I hugged my Mom, who’s crying now. The people inside the hospital room are weeping. Doctor Andrew stands at the door with palms covering his eyes.“Daddy Damon! Wake up, please!! Hear me out, you big man!!” I let go of my Mom’s hug and hugged Damon tightly. This would be the last time that I will hug him. the day has arrived for me to unplug the life support of them.I looked at Damon’s saggy eyes. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Would you dare leave me? I thought you’ll be mine forever? I thought I’ll be yours forever too? Open your eyes now, would you? We are all rooting for you here. Please, do it for me and for our future. Daddy, please?&
Chapter 176: The Hardest DecisionKEATTON’S P. O. V. Not a single day the word mercy killing echos on my mind. Another two months have passed, making it five months of their coma. And every day that passes us by, the more their body came weak and thin. True to Andrew’s words that it was the ventilator giving them life support.It’s hard to look at them in that way. I sat on the bench looking heavenwards. Blake sat beside me. Only the two of us are left in the room. My parents still need to work as they have a job, and Robert, on the contrary, should not stay awake twenty-four hours. Robert already had an underlying condition in health that may trigger if he continues lacking of sleep.Me? I don’t care if I’ll have health complications for not having enough sleep. I still have high hopes for them to wakeup.“K
Chapter 175: Life SupportKEATTON'S P. O. V.It has been a sleepless day for us. We've been drinking countless cups of coffee. All of us are keeping an eye on Damon and Dominick. Who knows that any minute, second, or hour from now, they will move.The sun is rising for a new day. I feel a tap on my shoulders. As I look up, I saw Dad. He smiled bitterly. "Uhm… you need to sleep even for a bit, son,""Thanks, Dad, but I am by no means sleepy. I can't miss seeing them moving their fingers or waking up!" making my voice alive to show my hopes. "I understand you. But look at you… it has been a month since you've taken a shower. It would be best for you to clean yourself. Damon or Dominick would not dare hug you when you smell like rotten eggs,""B-But what if they wake up and no one notices it?""Your Mom and I and the people around here are looking for them. Go take a ha
Chapter 174: Adore youKEATTON’S P. O. V.3 MONTHS LATER Day passing by without them giving a sign of moving is killing me. I opted to cry alone in the dark or in the cubicle or when I’m alone in the hospital room. I need them to wake up as early as now. Seeing them in that pace where their body turning the opposite of what they had before is making me hard to breathe.The ones that carry good looks are nowhere to be seen. Their lips are dry and chapped. Like withering leaves, they are. But I still had high hopes. I know they will wake up. And I claimed it!My parents and I are inside the room. They are sitting beside Dominick, and along with them is Ben. While I sat on Damon’s side, along with me is Robert and Blake. My cries echoed the room. I held on to Damon’s hands and kissed the palm of it.
CHAPTER 173: When A Father CriesKEATTON'S P. O. V.A week passed by, and my hopes are still up. Both Dominick and Damon are placed in the same room per my request. As always, Sir Blake contests it, but I still won the argument. I've been sleepless for a week. I don't feel tired at all.I wanted to be awake whenever they open their eyes or their fingers moves. And yet those weeks, there isn't a day that my eyes to be in flood. It is hard seeing them in ventilators with endotracheal intubation. My eyes are alternately looking at Dominick's monitor and Damon's monitor.Please, Lord God. I need a miracle.Please let them live.The door creaked open. It projected the physique of the man I loved. But he was his father. I smiled at him. He did not respond. Blake is enraged by the choices I made. "Good evening, Sir," I greeted. He was voiceless.He sat beside me in the middle. I h
CHAPTER 172: When Will They Wake Up?KEATTON’S P. O. V.Night came, and we are still outside the operating room waiting for the doctor to come out. I appreciate they are doing their best, but can they please hurry? I’ll lose my sanity if this would take another long hour to wait.“Oh!” we both looked at the man who facepalmed himself. Beside him was Robert. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking get lost before I come back? Get lost now,” he declared.None of us moved. My parents and I looked away from Sir Blake, same with Ben. “The fuck!?” he yelled again. “Are you deaf or plainly dumb!?” the temperament of his voice captivates my interest. I stared at him.“Get lost now, Keatton! Bring your damn fam!” he bellowed. Robert caressed his shoulders and smiled apologetically at me. “I’m sorry, Keatton,” sa
Chapter 171: Misfortuned TruthBEN’S P. O. VJust by looking at Mr. Karsyn—the father of Lord Damon, the intensity of his angst on Master Dominick is quite sensible. Well, I did not come here to have a beef with anyone else. I am here to spill some teas.Beside me is my bodyguard. I need to protect myself at all costs too. One life to live is not enough for me to fulfill my dreams. In front of me is Damon’s dear to his heart.As I saw Keatton, I saw reasons why Master Dominick has deeply in love with him. I cleared my throat and held the brown envelope. “Before I start,” I paused staring at them as we sat on the bench. “I came here at peace. I don’t want any war to arise after this one—”I was cut off by Mr. Blake. “Well we are at war now,” he said. “Your damn dumb Master started this!”I nod my head as
Chapter 170: Life And DeathKEATTON’S P. O. V.“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!!” yelling at the two bodyguards that I brought along. We are here at the hospital right now. I was walking circles outside the operating room.The smell of the hospital is making me sick. My fist clenched, looking at these guys. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!!” pointing my fingers at them as my blood boils. “We-We are sorry, Mam—”“Mam, my ass!! YOU ARE ALL INCOMPETENT!!” I don’t care if people will stare at us. They know nothing, so they better stick their nose on how they should be.I heard heavy footsteps running on us. It was Sir Blake with Robert. “Keatton? What happened? Where is Damon?” Blake asked. Shutting my eyes closed as tears swelled from it. “H-He is at the o-operating r-room,” I startled crying.Robert gasp