Keith2013

Hayden sat in the taxi next to her baby brother, her heart was filled with sorrow, uncertainty, fear and pride for Keith, all the ingredients forged a cold dagger piercing through her heart, causing ever more pain she had always felt for her brother. A special piece of memory from six years ago managed to sneak into her brain, and the image made her cringe. * “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!” Hayden screamed at her parents in their living room, the fight that day had lasted for hours, and none of them co

Thank you Lisa for the kind words, any encouraging words from myself sound fake and betrayal, but I do hope I am on the right track of life.

It has been awhile since my last updates of my story, and I am sorry to keep you waiting. The second part of the story from chapter 18 was not supposed to be born. It was originally planned to be a happy ending at chapter 17, instead the smiles were written in grief and the happy reunion of Keith and Elliot was a desperate wish and a sorrowful call to a bitter reality. I hated the words in the end of chapter 17 and yet I loved it. One day I decided to wake up from the lie I knitted for myself

The storm had finally ceased but the chaos it had created for the traffic would not disappear so easily for the next few days. Keith sat impatiently in the taxi back to his penthouse from the airport, his cellphone was soaked in sweat from the grab in his hand. The traffic did not seem to be moving at all, cars honked like a late Christmas chorus. The dream he had had two nights ago on his birthday tormented him at every living second, and Hayden’s phone call did not improve the situation at a

Keith woke up with a sudden sensation of falling, he kept his eyes closed with grievous determination, and remembered the gentle push Elliot had put on his heart. He felt an excruciating pain sent from his chest to his whole body, and clenched onto the bed sheet with a disguised feeling of desperation which now turned into despair. The falling sensation continued but Keith gave up on any temptation of opening his eyes because even though the falling made him feel nauseous, the reality would feed

Two weeks had gone by in Warsaw, Keith kept himself busy most of the time but that did not sooth his concern about Elliot back in London, he would call his sister more than five times a day to check on Elliot’s condition, and Hayden had been very patient and supportive with him. Today after a lecture which took eight hours to finish, Keith went to have dinner with his classmates and sent his sister a text message during the dinner. Hayden didn't reply, Keith started to get anxious but then th

Thank you as always for the support. You might have noticed the changing of the tone when the story developed, well, the reason would be another story within this one. Keith feels nervous at leaving Elliot, but also guilty, but Hayden is right, he needs a small break, he has to be strong for him and his love

It had been one week, one day before Christmas eve, but Elliot still had not waken up, the coma seemed to deepen, together with the sorrow in those loved ones. Keith had barely left the hospital except going back to his place for shower and fresh cloth, every day and night he sat next to Keith, talking to him, whispering him things, making sketches of the life he imagined to have with Elliot after he woke up, he held hope tight within himself and he knew Elliot would return. Keith woke up alo

I also hope both Keith and Elliot including Jasper will be set free from their past, hopefully they will all walk through the pain and finally find the light that has always been there

I apologize for all the tears that are shed Pain demands to be felt for Keith, maybe it will be a changing point for him, maybe he will be more protective about his feelings if worse developed to the worst...

Elliot leaned in Jasper’s shoulder, time seemed to have stopped and he wanted this moment to last for eternity, everything seemed to be frozen except his heart was pounding painfully against his chest, all the memories buried deep surfaced again, bringing out both pain and warmth, and killed Elliot gently from inside. “Where are we?” Elliot finally stopped his tears and asked. “In our world.” Answered Jasper. “Our world?” “Yes, it’s our world, the one you have created, the one we have be

Justina came next day around eight in the morning, she brought some breakfast her mom had made earlier especially for Keith and Elliot's mom and coffee she had picked up on the way. Keith and Elliot’s mom were both sitting on each side of the sickbed, nobody had been saying anything but staring at their loved one lying unconsciously on the bed. “Hey,” Justina pushed in and passed them the breakfast and coffee, “How is he?” Her eyes were bloodshot and forced a smile on her face. “We don’t kno

the words "let go", as the title of this story, first appeared in this chapter, this was one of the hardest chapters for me to write, and truth be told, I still get myself in tears when I read it myself Thanks for the genuine review Lisa

“Where am I?” Elliot looked around but his vision could not penetrate anything through the thick fog surrounding him. He attempted to fumble around with his hand but except the ghosts of fog there was nothing around. Elliot started to feel nauseous at the emptiness, he shouted at the top of his lung but his voice did not echo, and there was no reply. After what felt like forever, a voice suddenly reached Elliot’s ear. Elliot’s heart clenched hard. He could never forget this voice no matter ho

I agree Keith shouldn't have listened to Erasmo, but Erasmo's words were like a confirmation of his long confusion of the distant feeling he had been having from Elliot, and at that moment I guess Keith was too much hurt to think rationally anymore about his relationship, especially when he had problem with confronting others about his feelings