Thirty Chapters Of Kean and Khaled

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I feel the sunshine covers all of my room and wrap me with the warmest hug since me and Theodore decided to part ways, well its more of my decision that we have to call off our relationship because I can not feel the affection nor the magic we have since the first time he smiled at me.

I'm kind of hesitant to open my eyes. I need more five minutes to sleep or more than that. I want to sleep all day. I don't have to get off my bed early today because my resignation was approved yesterday. Mr. Rosario, my superior, was surprised at first but when I explained to him about my situation or what I am going through that's the time he agreed to my decision. Besides, as he told me "no one can teach me how to find myself other than myself".

My reasons why I left my job as a creative writer was my heart being broken which I didn't tell to my boss and doubting myself. Yeah I fake my reasons why I left my job but Mr. Rosario will not let me if I will tell him the truth. I just don't feel going to work when I'm heart broken. I will not be effective and efficient if I am going to stay. I might ruined everything. Right now, I think I need time to think things over. I need time for myself.

Yes I am broken and jaded and unsteady and I don't know. Now, jobless. Yeah I know its sad. Really. I'm just not sure how to do this on my own.

"Kean wake-up! I need you to accompany me to walk Dolly at the park!"

Ugh! This is what I hate living with Mom. She always want me to go with Dolly every morning. She always want us to eat breakfast together either cooking her savory recipes or dining on her favorite cafe at Lourve's. Well, I don't have a choice I love her she's the only love I have and how can you resist the stare of Dolly's puppy eyes. Its like hynotizing you to be kind and affectionate to her at all times. So I opened my eyes and tried to get up. I'm still on my boxers and white shirt. I need to change and wash my face at least.

"Good morning mom! Just give me five minutes to be ready. Okay?"

She did not reply at all. I heard her making her way down to the kitchen where she and Dolly will wait for me. I still struggle to stand up to do my morning routine and get my running attire. I am doing it quickly because I know mom is not a fan of the waiting game same as me. I stripped my boxers and shirt then make my way to the shower. Oh how good it feels to take a hot shower, it makes me calm and alive. By the time I'm all dressed up mom landed three knocks on the door. "What's taking you too long mon amour?" Mom mouthed with her french accent. I just smirked knowing that she is a little bored waiting for me to get ready. I twist the knob then open the door surprising mom with a hug greeting her a good morning.

"Kean, mon amour what's wrong?" Mom curiously asked smelling something is quite bothering me. I ignore her question because if I will tell her that me and Jaden is no longer together she will give me the I-told-you-so look which I am not yet prepared to witness. She is not totally agreed to the idea that his son loves/loved another woman's son but when we explained to her what was going on between me and Jaden before she accepted it.

We are now here sipping a cup of english tea and enjoying my waffle and her salad after a ten minutes walk around the park with Dolly. The sun is so up and people are busy running, making there way to make it to there respectful jobs. I watched them as my eyes catches Jaded walking towards us. My mom waived to him asking him to join us for breakfast. I'm not expecting this will happen soon. I'm uncertain. Jaden sit down besides me making the atmosphere a bit weird at least for me. I greeted him with an awkward smile and he do the same. Mom break the silence between us after she finishes her salad.

"So, what's going on guys? Any problem?" Mom asked with her eyes to me then to Jaden.

Oh god! Will I tell her now? I guess I don't have a choice. There is no way out. I'm formulating my sentence and about to open my mouth when Jaden speaks.

"Kean and I just broke-up a week ago. I agreed to it because he wants to," that's the thing he always agree to all the plans or decision that I have throughout our relationship and I don't want it. I needed him to be somehow in control in our relationship.

"Okay then I think you made your choice already. The two of you are young adults and who knows how to understand or handles things like this," mom responded with a blank face which I'm not expecting from her. I thought she will give us the I-told-you-so-look but no.

After small talks mom and I headed out Lourve. She requested me to drive her to the her book club. When we're on our way she told me that she love me and she is always there for me no matter what. That means a lot to me. It took us around 20 minutes to reached a condo type hotel where the book club members will meet. I accompanied her to the lobby and bid my goodbye to her. As I walk my way out the building I saw a huge abstract painting of a mother and child displayed on the wall. I stoped in front of it. I was amazed how this masterpiece was made and who is the brilliant artist behind this. I spend a few minutes just staring at the painting when I heard a deep voice with I think a middle-eastern accent from behind. I turn around to see a tall man in suit. I must admit I was stunned when I faced him.

"How'd you like my painting?" the man asked as I was standing like a statue staring at him. He smiled and snapped his fingers like waking me up in my daydream. In an instant I blurted the first thing that was on my mind.

"You're beautiful. . .Uhm! I mean the painting. It's beautiful!" realizing that I just embarrassed myself I turned to the painting on the wall hiding my already red face. He chuckle on my reply. He offer his hand while he introduce himself. "Kean James Middleton. Nice to meet you Mr. Clayton," I replied letting our hand shake. His gripped are quite tight. His hands are smooth though.

He nodded then smile again at me.

Why is it that he is smiling again? Am I a clown? Do I look like one? Last time I've checked in the mirror I am not.

"Well, Mr. Middleton thank you for appreciating one of my paintings here displayed on my building," he pauses and breathe a soft sigh, "would you mind if you can go to my exhibition tonight at 9?" he continues as he handed me a small lavender envelop, I think the invitation to his exhibition.

"That's so kind of you Mr. Clayton. It would be so awesome to see more of your pieces." I exclaimed making my excitement show at every word I've said.

"See you tonight then." shortly he responded.