'Life is hard' is what people often say; Everyone has a story behind it too, either of how they bravely faced it, or of how they just gave up and let the course of time do the trick.However Lucas Gray, belonged to a third category, he got used to his hard life.The blue-eyed boy, like any other teenager, was full of passion and dreams too in the past, but he gave it all up because of his parents, who at the end of the day, never once cared about it.His mom and dad never really loved him, nor did they ever love each other, they got divorced when he was just twelve years old and his mom left his custody with his dad, to start a new life of her own, without any regrets.His father, Benjamin Gray owned an art gallery, he was professionally, a successful contractor, with an eye for astounding art pieces and his love for painting and creativity passed on to his son, but it was funny how the old man didn't even know about it.They had their unnecessarily spacious three storey apartment, in
Morning routines were really overrated, according to Lucas Grey.It was another unaffordable luxury for a university student like him, who had way too many responsibilities, to be worrying about things like proper diet and skincare.His mornings consisted of waking up to blaring alarms, eating instant noodles for breakfast and putting on the first fresh outfit that would drop down from his unorganised wardrobe.Although within the past six months, his routine had undergone a drastic change.It was in the form of a new member to his monotonous life, his two-year-old baby brother, Evan Gray.When Evan first came into his life, Lucas was extremely scared and disappointed, and his perspective towards him, was limited to considering the little baby as another burden.It was such a sudden change in his life that it made him extremely anxious, he literally just couldn't catch a break.Things had just started to work for the nineteen-year-old, he had bagged a hard-earned scholarship for his un
Chasing his dreams, seemed like something out of his league for Lucas nowadays, he didn’t find the same joy in painting as he did, back when he was a kid.He was still following the path that would lead him to achieve something close to his dream, but somehow the shining destiny that he had once imagined in the innocence of his childhood, now seemed hazy and not worth achieving.The presence of Evan was the only thing which was holding him back from calling his existence meaningless.His baby brother was the solemn source of color in his life, that was otherwise, mostly black and white.“Evy, where are your shoes buddy, we have to leave for day-care, we’ll get late.” Lucas called out from halfway under the bed, to a fully dressed Evan, who was sitting on the edge, his little bare feet dangling in air. The raven haired kept searching for his younger brother’s bright yellow shoes for a few more minutes, until he finally noticed that the toddler was seated on the bed unusually quietly, h
It is an infamous Shakespearean quote, "Expectation is the root of all heartache", but it was a headache in this case, because Lucas had expected his alarm to wake him up at the right time and since the stupid clock couldn't do that, he was now late, cranky and super tired. He didn't catch any sleep last night, pertaining to the fact that he was busy trying not to break down all over again.It had taken so much effort, just to remind himself that Evan didn’t understand any of his guilt and unlike him, the baby had even forgotten what had happened. Yet, Lucas kept stroking his younger brother’s peaceful sleeping face all night, wishing that he had someone better to take care of. The raven haired called himself independent, but that was never really true, he was chained by his inner insecurities, which haunted him on a daily basis and he kept enduring it silently all this while, because he felt like he deserved that.Every little stumble in his life was adding on to his emotional imba
Life is too short, to dwell on sad things for long, which is why Augustus Hale, always believed in moving forward with the best memories. He was a positive person, but at the same time sensitive, and he acknowledged all his flaws, because he was aware of the beauty of imperfection. He let his passionate and dreamy soul guide him towards his destiny, like a free bird, who fell a lot of times, before finally relishing the joy of flight. Coming to London was a hasty decision all together, but his friend Austin had saved him from regretting it. The brown haired was a second-year university student, majoring in interior designing and had transferred to the London Institute of Design, because back in the countryside Hampshire, where he initially lived, his first year had been very rough, especially after his grandmother passed away. His older brother who worked in a company in Japan was worried for him too, and suggested to start afresh in a new city. Even though Augustus was reluctant
Getting to know somebody through someone else’s perspective, gives you an insight of the bond that they share with that person. Augustus could see how much Austin cared for the raven-haired boy, in the way he spoke about him. Hearing about how Lucas was raising Evan, so selflessly, despite being this young and inexperienced, filled him with sublime admiration. It was not just an act of kindness, it was something much deeper than that, an example of the beautiful simplicity of love, which was too complex to be put in words. After the brief conversation about Luke’s background with Austin, Augustus silently sat on the couch, submerged in his thoughts, with little Evan snug in his lap, fiddling with a set of new crayons. Lucas could have easily refused to take responsibility for Evy, he was a mere university student to be fair, had his whole future lying ahead of him, but the fact that he didn’t give up, made Augustus wonder, how thoroughly brave the younger was. However, the brown-
Kindness is not rare in this world; a lot of people show and do kind things for a variety of reasons; But the people who do not have any particular motives behind a kind act, are the ones who are rare. Augustus was grateful to have a few of these wonderful, rare kind of people around him, he himself was very much like that, but then again, he was too humble to acknowledge it. Just then, a ringing sound of the doorbell that followed his thought, meant that the newest addition to that list of rare people, had arrived. “Lu?” Evan’s face immediately lit up at that sound, as he looked at the entrance in anticipation, making Augustus chuckle at his adorable response. “I think it is him too, let’s check out if it is.” The brunette lifted the happy toddler from the pile of crayons on the couch and opened the door to witness the sweetest reunion, he had ever seen. The moment he saw Lucas, Evan suddenly hid his face in the crook of Augustus’s neck with both his chubby hands covering his f
Getting to know somebody through someone else’s perspective, gives you an insight of the bond that they share with that person. Augustus could see how much Austin cared for the raven-haired boy, in the way he spoke about him. Hearing about how Lucas was raising Evan, so selflessly, despite being this young and inexperienced, filled him with sublime admiration. It was not just an act of kindness, it was something much deeper than that, an example of the beautiful simplicity of love, which was too complex to be put in words. After the brief conversation about Luke’s background with Austin, Augustus silently sat on the couch, submerged in his thoughts, with little Evan snug in his lap, fiddling with a set of new crayons. Lucas could have easily refused to take responsibility for Evy, he was a mere university student to be fair, had his whole future lying ahead of him, but the fact that he didn’t give up, made Augustus wonder, how thoroughly brave the younger was. However, the brown-
Life is too short, to dwell on sad things for long, which is why Augustus Hale, always believed in moving forward with the best memories. He was a positive person, but at the same time sensitive, and he acknowledged all his flaws, because he was aware of the beauty of imperfection. He let his passionate and dreamy soul guide him towards his destiny, like a free bird, who fell a lot of times, before finally relishing the joy of flight. Coming to London was a hasty decision all together, but his friend Austin had saved him from regretting it. The brown haired was a second-year university student, majoring in interior designing and had transferred to the London Institute of Design, because back in the countryside Hampshire, where he initially lived, his first year had been very rough, especially after his grandmother passed away. His older brother who worked in a company in Japan was worried for him too, and suggested to start afresh in a new city. Even though Augustus was reluctant
It is an infamous Shakespearean quote, "Expectation is the root of all heartache", but it was a headache in this case, because Lucas had expected his alarm to wake him up at the right time and since the stupid clock couldn't do that, he was now late, cranky and super tired. He didn't catch any sleep last night, pertaining to the fact that he was busy trying not to break down all over again.It had taken so much effort, just to remind himself that Evan didn’t understand any of his guilt and unlike him, the baby had even forgotten what had happened. Yet, Lucas kept stroking his younger brother’s peaceful sleeping face all night, wishing that he had someone better to take care of. The raven haired called himself independent, but that was never really true, he was chained by his inner insecurities, which haunted him on a daily basis and he kept enduring it silently all this while, because he felt like he deserved that.Every little stumble in his life was adding on to his emotional imba
Chasing his dreams, seemed like something out of his league for Lucas nowadays, he didn’t find the same joy in painting as he did, back when he was a kid.He was still following the path that would lead him to achieve something close to his dream, but somehow the shining destiny that he had once imagined in the innocence of his childhood, now seemed hazy and not worth achieving.The presence of Evan was the only thing which was holding him back from calling his existence meaningless.His baby brother was the solemn source of color in his life, that was otherwise, mostly black and white.“Evy, where are your shoes buddy, we have to leave for day-care, we’ll get late.” Lucas called out from halfway under the bed, to a fully dressed Evan, who was sitting on the edge, his little bare feet dangling in air. The raven haired kept searching for his younger brother’s bright yellow shoes for a few more minutes, until he finally noticed that the toddler was seated on the bed unusually quietly, h
Morning routines were really overrated, according to Lucas Grey.It was another unaffordable luxury for a university student like him, who had way too many responsibilities, to be worrying about things like proper diet and skincare.His mornings consisted of waking up to blaring alarms, eating instant noodles for breakfast and putting on the first fresh outfit that would drop down from his unorganised wardrobe.Although within the past six months, his routine had undergone a drastic change.It was in the form of a new member to his monotonous life, his two-year-old baby brother, Evan Gray.When Evan first came into his life, Lucas was extremely scared and disappointed, and his perspective towards him, was limited to considering the little baby as another burden.It was such a sudden change in his life that it made him extremely anxious, he literally just couldn't catch a break.Things had just started to work for the nineteen-year-old, he had bagged a hard-earned scholarship for his un
'Life is hard' is what people often say; Everyone has a story behind it too, either of how they bravely faced it, or of how they just gave up and let the course of time do the trick.However Lucas Gray, belonged to a third category, he got used to his hard life.The blue-eyed boy, like any other teenager, was full of passion and dreams too in the past, but he gave it all up because of his parents, who at the end of the day, never once cared about it.His mom and dad never really loved him, nor did they ever love each other, they got divorced when he was just twelve years old and his mom left his custody with his dad, to start a new life of her own, without any regrets.His father, Benjamin Gray owned an art gallery, he was professionally, a successful contractor, with an eye for astounding art pieces and his love for painting and creativity passed on to his son, but it was funny how the old man didn't even know about it.They had their unnecessarily spacious three storey apartment, in