"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
And as I stooped on the building that my parents owned. They already waited for me at the entrance of the building with worried eyes. "You made me worried sick about you, darling," Mom then hugged me. "So sorry for that Mom," I responded. Dad on the other hand was just looking at us. Mom guided me to sat on the couch. She then handed me the blueberry cheesecake. "Aw, thanks for this," I said. "Actually, it was your Dad who bought it for you," she said. Dad just looked away and gazed his eyes to the glass door. I could tell how much he is worried about me. I can't blame anyone if Dad will be pissed off with me. I mean, it is almost seven in the evening that it is almost six hours since I left here. "Go talk to your Dad. I'll just get my bag in my office," she then walked away from us. "Dad?" I called. "Dad
As soon as our car stopped at our front yard, Dad unlocked the car's door. Without hesitation, I opened it and ran going through the door. Both of my parents don't have any words to say. I understand my Mom but what I don't is my Dad. Like, what the hell he is up to? Why does he need me to protect from Dominick? He always keeps on insinuating that Dominick can't afford a permanent house and mysteriously bought a pink diamond? Would it be not enough to know that the person is working hard just to prove himself to the person he loves? I believe that Dominick works hard for this engagement ring and no one can change my perception of it. I know my man better than anyone else. As t
"What the hell!" I opened my eyes. I heard something falling off the ground. My room is dark and dim. Cold but not that much. My fingers then gently massaged my eyes to somehow remove the itchiness of it. "Haven't eaten dinner yet," and as I turned on my phone it is already twelve in the midnight. I yawned as I stretched my limbs. I rose up from the bed and immediately went up to turn on the lights. My stomach growl. "Oh yeah, we will be eating now, tummy. Just wait up," I talked to myself. As soon as my fingers pressed the switch button to turn it on. I saw myself being fully naked. "What?" The only reaction I said. "As I remember I did not undress me," basically, I was not totally naked.
"D-Daddy, h-hey, s-stop i-it," I stuttered as my hands covered my face. He peed a lot on me right now. Every time he spits on me, my body jolts. ''See? You are hiding your face from me because that is the face of a guilty person," he whispered but with full of pressure as his teeth gnash. He stopped peeing my face. "I-I don't know what did I do, D-Dad?" I cried. This instance made me remember how I suffered at the hands of Dr. Karsyn. Daddy Dominick is starting to make similarities to what that Dr. Karsyn did to me. "Did not do anything my dick!" He walked away from me and grabbed his phone. "Fuck you damn shit slut! I loathed you till death right now, Keatton,"&n
"Do not wear anything," he said. Daddy opened the door with full of confidence as if he owned the house. He doesn't mind making any noises as he walks. While I was very extra careful not to make any bit of sound. I might wake up my parents. "Ouch," I winced in pain. He turned around and looked at me. "You feel sore?" He asked. "Yes, Dad," he smiled. "Well, deserved," he smirked. Shit! The coldness of the air in our house is sifting through my body. My body is shaking a bit with every footstep that I made. I glanced once more before my eyes would not see the room of my parents. Mak
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