Morning came and I don't have the strength and endurance to wakeup. Was just here closing my eyes and wandering things how works.
The ray of light is touching my face but that's okay. Sun is a great source of vitamin d anyway so, that won't be much of a problem with me.
Because my only problem is that how am I gonna supposed to say that I had resigned from the D.K Company that I was interning with?
Pretty sure by now at any moment, Mommy Elise will knock on my door.
Like it is not my cup of tea to pile lies after lies every now and then. Also, I am not saying that I don't lie and portraying to be a saint.
"I'm sorry, but that's all I can give you," Dean Carl said. "B-But one day is not enough to find a company that would accept an intern like me?" I said. Dean Carl agreed to my request to change my intern company. But yet, here is the consequence. I have to find a company that will accept me within this day, nonetheless, I will be back to my first assigned company or fail this subject. "Morgan, I am not obliged anymore in that matter," he said. Dean Carl then arranged his table that is now surrounded by paper. "B-But--" he cut me off. "Remember that you are the one who requested this to me and in return, does your part. Not everything in here is spoon feed. You need to work also," he said. My eyes then looked at his ceiling. How would I do this? My face frowned. One day won't be enough for sure. I mean, like who would entertain me? I bet I wi
In life, even if how smooth or how rough it sails, there should be one specific day and time wherein you will be alone. For what reason? Well, the reason for it, for me, is that it will be the moment for you to seize your moment. Win or lose, you did your part, a'right? Plus, in each loss or wins, we should always recalibrate our thoughts and should encompass to what our heart is saying. The mind could be pure evil, dark, and cruel but the heart will give you hope, light, and clarity. That is why we are given a heart and a brain. A heart to forgive and a brain to think. And by means of that, we are all capable. We are what we choose and we live what we choose. To cut the long speech, I am currently here at the milk tea shop at Qyvei City. Drinking and sipping my Butterscotch Milk
Night came and my knees are still trembling. That Damon shit is real. He is really threatening me and he does what he says. His mind is unpredictable. He thinks out of the box. His actions were made to scare anyone who disagrees with him. He is a clear manifestation of a demon living on earth. How come does he sleep at night peacefully? How come does he felt contentment as he saw someone suffering? "Dinner is served, everyone. Come down now before the food gets cold," Mom said. I slowly rose from the bed thinking what could he possibly do next to me. I'm not praying that he will do something bad to me but I must admit that I am afraid that he will mean things when he says that he wi
"Keatton we will be going within an hour for now. Get ready and get dressed, darling," Mom said. Little did they know that I have not taken any amount of sleep. "Yes, Mom," I said. As I went to my bathroom, I can't help but to clutch my chest. The water that comes out from the shower is peaking through my bones. It's cold. The coldness of the water makes me want to freeze. We have an hour to prepare before heading to their company. I personally won't like to call it as "our" company because I have never contributed any amount to it. Like, it makes me cringe to call someone mine or part of it wherein I haven't owned it ever since. And as usual, I did my morning routine. Scrubbing my body to remove dirt, shampooing my hair, and bubbling myself with my favorite shower gel. The scent that I am always obsessed with is str
"So, what can you say?" Mom asked. "Never knew that this is such a view to remember," I said. "How could you not show me this for the past twentysomething years?" I joked. Mom laughed. The building is indeed modernized. "Just stay right here for a moment. I will just follow your Dad," she said as she walks away from me. "Yeah sure," I said. The building consists of four floors. And we are currently on the third floor which happens to be the floor which my mom supervised. The fourth floor was for Dad. Everything seemed fine and very call center vibe. I mean, of course! After all, this is a call center company. I love the fact of how my Mom organized this floor very well. The ceiling is painted pure white while the lights are inserted on it. Like the typical bulb or light that we see in a hospital.
"You did enjoy my kiss," he chuckled as he cut off our kisses. "Damn you, Bryan!" I wiped my lips using the back of my palms. Tears rolled down in my face going to cheeks. Bryan's eyes looked at me worriedly "W-Why? What's the matter?" He said. I gave him a punch in the face. Blood swelled from his upper lips. He then touched it and look me in the eyes. "I am getting married and yet you do this to me," I said. Why the fuck did I not contest him? Perhaps I was carried away by my sinful need. "I-I thought we were enjoying the kiss? I never thought that you mean what you say when you told me that you are getting married?" He said. He grimaced as the tips of his lips touched the upper portion of his lips. "Damn, Keatton. You make me want to steal you away from him," he huskily said. "Never thought that you would grow wit
"Wait, who is this, Babe? Your grandpa?" Brandon teases Dad. Dad on the other hand hid me behind his back. "If you try to lay a finger on my son, Brandon. I swear, I will knock you out," Dad said. I can feel the tension between the two men. Mommy Elise dangled her arms to Dad's arm. "Stop it, William," she said. Mom then looked at Brandon. "Do not include our son, Mr. Crawford. You may leave now, please," she said calmly. Brandon then wears his Versace shades again as he gave us a shrug. "I'll be leaving here with my Babe," he said. "Keatton and I were going out on a date," he chuckled. "Right, Keatton?" He asked. Daddy William growled in anger. "No one is going with you, you dummy! Get the fuck outta here now!" He yelled. Brandon maintained his poise and snapped a finger in the air. We all look at the twenty men who
"Would this be all enough?" Brandon said as he removed his coat. He then smokes the cigar and blew it hard on the air. He booked us here at the famous resto in town. That only the riches of the riches can afford. I believe that the payment here is per hour. Brandon ordered a feast at our table. It was a heavy meal to watch that basically the both of us can't eat. Brandon keeps blowing the cigar in the air as he looked at me intently. It made me conscious for a bit as he stared at me. "Eat now, Babe," he said. "This is much of a food. Don't you think so, Brandon?" I said. He chuckled. "That means that I can give you more than enough, Babe," he winked at me. I laughed awkwardly. By the looks of the food, I can already tell how tasteful they are. I mean, they should be because as far as I know, the food in here costs al
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