One Last Rose

Chapter 7 - Revelations

Keith's pov

It took me one week to get back to normal. One week to lose the feeling of numbness. One week before I could go back to school. It was Sundaynight and I just had a talk about school wuth my mom. We decided I had been gone long enough.

Luckily Damon texted me all the homework I missed. It was a welcome distraction working on that and a relief I hadn't missed any tests.

I was in my room thinking about Damon, again. He asked me to come over this week. I said yes, of course I did. I liked him, although I was still figuring it out. I accepted I liked a boy, but I knew I would hide it from everyone.

My mom would dispise my, I was sure of it and Damon would hate me for thinking such a disgusting thoughts. But I couldn't help it and I tried everything. I learned that you can't suppress feelings, you can't control thoughts and you can't make butterflies stop.

I hated myself for it, for thinking what I thought, for being who I was and I was scared. Would this be a one time thing? Or was I really... gay? Would I always chase other guys instead of girls? And if so, would I ever find love and become happy?

I doubted it.

I think I fell asleep in the end because the mext day I woke up in my clothes at my desk. The uncomfortable position I had slept in caused my muscles to be a bit sore. Oh well I din't really care.

I pulled on some other clothes and grabbed my bag before heading to the bathroom. While I was brushing my teeth I saw the grey bags underneath my eyes. I was pale, almost wit some kind of grey areas. My bloodshot eyes stared dead back at me.

I looked like a corpse. Maybe I was becoming one. I didn't care. "Keith! Hurry up!" I shook my head and ran downstairs where my mom was baking some pancakes.

I grabbed three frrom the pile and started eating. I ate as much as I could to satisfy my mkm, knowing that I would skip lunch. I quickly drank my tea and saw I had to hurry.

"Thanks for breakfast mom." I said and gave her a kiss on the cheek before heading for the door. "Good luck!" As I opened the door something red catched my eye. It was a rose.

I grabbed it with shaky hands and opened the letter.

Dear Keith
I missed you last week
What I write you is just a sneak peek
My feelings for you are so strong and real
I hope you feel what I feel
I know I shouldn't hide longer
And I should grow stronger
To tell you the truth you need
But I'm scared you'll make my heat bleed
Yours

I was speechless. This couldn't be a joke, but who in the world would like me like that? Who would take the effort to suprise me with roses and letters. Poems that stunned and touched me. They were from the heart and I knew I had to find out who wrote this.

But first of all I had to make a run for school.

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I was out of breath when I reached school and I found Damon waiting for me. He laughed. "Did you forget it was Monday?" He joked. I had no breath to talk so I shook my head.

Instead I held up the rose as an explenation. "Another message from your mysterious lover! How exciting!" "Ma-maybe to you! But I-I don't know who it could be." I said still trying to catch my breath.

He put hand on my shoulder and grinned. "I think you'll be able to find out. You recieved a rose after what, three weeks? That means your lover isn't giving up." He said.

He was right, the rose meant someone out there still had an eye on me. But who?

I shrugged. "If I only knew who it is. I mean, it's so frustrating, Damon! This person makes me feel kinda happy-ish and I don't even know who it is!"