Keith

Prologue

He leaned against the marble balcony, his dark chocolate coloured hair fluttering lightly as a gentle breeze glided by. He was so still you could have mistaken him for a decorative statue.

      Damien. Keith Damien.

I walked out and looked at the expansive property that lay ahead. Had I been feeling less shitty, then maybe I would have just passed him and continued on my way.
Maybe I had a death wish. Who knew? Even a suicidal man would think twice about death if Keith Damien was to be his excecutioner. That should say alot about exactly how shitty I was feeling.
      It did not escape me that it was only a day ago that He was considered one of the most dangerous men in the known and unknown galaxies.
Five years ago, I couldn't imagine I'd be standing across him.
Five years ago, I didn't even know he existed. Yet a year of my life had been spent in his pursuit.
I looked over to him , just to get my mind off the cause of my sour mood. Any woman with eyes, never mind that, he could probably give sight to the blind with his chilling and brique beauty that was mascularised by the harsh line of his jaw, slight stubble and sheer force of will.
Today, however, it was arctic eyes that captured my attention.They could bring a poet to his knees. They reminded me of darkness frozen in ice, the blue was so dark and luminous that sometimes looked surrel. Those eyes, that were usually as dead as a doorknob spoke of a drowning man.
A man whose life had changed coarse so drasticly with the difference of North and South . A man, who looked to be drowning as the current forcibly swirled in a completely opposite directions.
      "You'll get through it," I said.

He didn't move , not even a blink, nothing to indicate he had heard me. Though I knew he had.
     "Change is hard. It demands something of us that we can't be sure we have within. It is unknown.Like stepping out into the darkness."

His hand squeezed the marble pillar hard enough that I thought I heard a crack but I continued nevertheless.
      "Don't let yourself  drown."
I had no comforting words to offer. No assurances to give him. No false hopes because just like him, i didn't know where the currents would pull him.
I moved closer and closer till a my should touched him. He gripped the marble harder but did nothing else.

And I stood. Till my teeth chattered, my feet became numb and my fingers froze because even monsters like Keith were allowed to break.