Can two broken hearts be healed?
Duke Michelson lost his husband and high school sweetheart, Emilio. He buries himself with work but nothing seems to heal his broken heart not until he meets Dashiell Mitchell.
Dashiell "Dash" Mitchell also has a b...
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It's been a couple of days. I sat a couple of rows back from where Aiden was sitting. He sat in the first row with his head down. Memories came crashing down like a tidal wave. My chest tighten and my heart ached from seeing the open casket of Aiden's mother. I remembered sitting where Aiden was as tears poured down my eyes. I closed my eyes and a warm tear came down my cheek.
Duke squeezed my hand as I glanced over to him. His eyes were red but his blue eyes gleamed like diamonds. He forced his handsome smile but I know he's reliving Emilio's funeral just like I was with my mother. I gave him a faint smirk and gripped his hand into mine. Duke is much stronger now but I know deep inside his pain still lingers.
My guilt is eating me alive and I haven't heard from Kieran. I need to talk to him again. I need his guidance but I know the answer. I know the day will come where I have to be honest with Duke and tell him what really happened.
Matthew is staying for a couple of months at his old house. His father left the house in his name. I need to catch up with him and see what happened all these years. Maybe I can confess to him and see what he says about all this.
I saw Aiden stand up and walk towards his mother's casket. The room was not so big so I could hear his family members talking. Then I heard him speak. "Mom, I'm a mess without you. You guided me and were my number one fan. Why did you leave me!" He yelled and hugged his mom's lifeless body. A man stood up which I'm assuming it's his father.
"Aiden let her go!"
"No!" He cried out loud while his dad tried to pull him away. "No, she needs me! She needs me!" He finally let her go and fell to the floor. I glanced at Duke who's put his hands over his mouth and let his tears pour down his cheeks. I stood up and walked towards Aiden.
I kneeled next to Aiden. I looked up at his dad who just stared at his son. Why the fuck isn't he consoling him? Fucken prick. He walked away. He knew I was there to console Aiden, something he should be doing. "Hey, I know what you're going through," I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Dash, it fucken hurts. It feels like my heart is not beating. I can't feel my hands or feet," he glanced up at me as his eyes were bloodshot and his green eyes were soulless. I know that face so well, that was me a year and a half ago.
"I know it hurts, man. But I know you'll be ok. I survived this pain and I know you can. Trust me." he hurtled his arms around my neck and cried. His painful weeps made my lips tremble. I remember the last words my mom told me. My eyes filled with tears as if it were yesterday.
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*A YEAR AND A HALF AGO*
My mom wasn't getting any better. She had difficulty breathing and slowly her body was shutting down. I sat close to her as she rested her head on the soft pillow. Cancer had spread throughout her body. Her face was skeletal and her lips were dry. The dark circles around her eyes were more pronounced. I glanced at her hands and they were emaciated. I grabbed her wrist as my whole hand wrapped around it. My lips trembled and my eyes got blurry from seeing how my mom was dying in front of me. I swallowed the know knot inside my throat and cleared it.
