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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Dash and I decided to wait to tell Duke. Everything is so fresh and I needed to clear my thoughts. But so far my thoughts have been trying to kill me. The weekend has passed and all I've managed to do is lose myself in a black hole of misery. Malicious words kept whispering in my head. The images of Vlad's lifeless eyes haunt me and the blood of Emilio is tainted on my skin. I couldn't sleep because all I had was nightmares. I barely ate or even got out of my room. The walls haunted me, it reminded me so much of my mom that I couldn't handle the sadness that dug deep into my heart.
It was early Monday morning and those hell-bound voices were whispering in my ear. "It's your fault Emilio's dead, your guilt will eat you up. Just kill yourself already."
"Shut up! Leave me alone," I turned around and lay on my side. I put a pillow over my head and squeezed down.
"It's your fault Vlad is dead. If he never met you, he would still be alive. You're a disgrace to the world. Just get it done already. Die," the voice laughed and that's when I sat up. I've had enough. I opened the door and went downstairs. The whiff of sweetness and coffee invaded my nostrils as I walked down the hallway. My eyes filled with tears as I heard my mom's sweet voice. It's like it was yesterday she was fixing me my favorite peanut butter pancakes. I was going to start kindergarten.
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*5-YEAR-OLD KIERAN*
I had my new Spider-Man shoes on. My favorite Spider-Man shirt and blue new jeans. I was starting kindergarten and Dash was starting 1st grade. I love my brother. I admire and look up to him. I know he'll do great when he grows up. He always talks about being a famous hockey player and I hope he does.
I ran through the hallway and sweetness filled my tiny nose. Mom was making peanut butter pancakes. Yes. Dash likes chocolate chip pancakes so I know my mommy makes two kinds. I noticed Dash sitting on the table and I ran to hug my brother. "I love you, Dash."
"Kai! I love you, too. You start kindergarten. I hope you like it. My class will be next to yours so we could hang out at lunch, ok," Dash pat my head but I hugged him.
"Where are my boys?" Dad came in as we both ran towards him. Dad got a new job with numbers. Dash and I are happy for him.
"You two are growing so fast. Stop growing," he started to tickle us and we laughed a lot.
"Ok, Henry. Let the boys eat. Kieran is excited about kindergarten. Show your dad your drawing, Kieran," I drew a racing car. I love cars and I want to build them when I grow up. I also like motorcycles.
I ran to my backpack and took out my drawing. "There you go daddy," my dad grabbed the piece of paper as Dash had his arms around his neck.
"You drew this, buddy?" Daddy asked. I nodded. "It's for you, dad." I noticed his eyes got watery but he quickly wiped them. Why was he sad?
