One Last Rose

Chapter 19 - Shattered

A/N: heeeey hehe he he... *Guilty face* Oh gosh my lovely readers I am so sorry for the false hope I gave you... I TRIED and failed... *Linkin park with in the end on the background* okay anyways I am really sorry that you all have been waiting so long for this chapter. Just please believe me when I say I have been really busy lately... But things are calmer now and since we have only a few chapters to go, I'll try to finish it soon for you. Pls dont hate me XXX BlackRoses
Keith's pov

I watched him, just laying there with his eyes closed and listened to his steady breathing.

We loved each other, but would we always have to hide behind the four walls of a house, in fear that people would pick on us?

The Knives should be arrested anyways for several crimes. If they tried something again we would tell the police. Other people, I had seen a gay couple and a lesbian couple before and nobody assaulted them, so we should be fine as well.

I knew I had to tell them I wanted to open up about our relationship. I couldn't do this for much longer.

I startled out of my thoughts when Damon moaned slightly and his eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning." I whispered with a smile and he smiled back at me before planting a kiss on my lips. "Good morning." He said with a husky voice.

"What are you thinking about?" Damon asked while pulling me a little closer. I almost forgot what I wanted to tell him, and afterwards I wish I actually had forgotten.

But I hadn't so I put on a serious expression and looked hin in the eye.

"What is it?" Damon asked with a tad nervousness in his voice. I took a deep breath before I opened my mouth.

"I think we should come out of the closet together."

As I hsd stung him eith something he shot up in bed. Eyes wide and filled with panic.

"What? Why would you say that? Are you insane?!" He almost screamed. The tone of his voice startled me and I crawled back against my headboard.

"Have you forgotten what they did tho you?" He hissed looking at me with a deep frown. As he came a little closer.

"Of course not." I said taking his hand in mine. "But I don't want to be afraid all my life. I don't want to hide my love for you when we're in public." I said calm.

But instead of calming him down he got even more fired up. "No! You don't understand! They will go so far. They will ruin everything! I can't lose you. I don't want to lose you!"

I shook my head in disbelief. "Why are you still letting your fear in the way? Let them come to us, let them try and we will tell the police..." I trailed off when he shook his head.

"You're so naive, Keith. The police is corrupt. They won't help us miserable gay people. They will do nothing with our charge." He said.

Tears blurred my vision as I stared at him in shock. "Why would you say something like that?" I whispered.

He had no compassion in hid eyed, only pain when he met my stare. "Because that's what happened before."

I said nothing and kept staring at him, wondering who this stranger was in front of me. This bitter side of him that was full of pain.

He sighed and stared out of the window.

"In my old town I fell in love with my best friend. It was scary, like I imagine it always is for someone when they realize they are gay. When I accepted the fact I liked boys and told my parents I found the courage to tell Matthew. But Matt was not taking it well." He sighed and shifted his gaze to the floor.