I Ever Tell You About The Time Keith Novels & Stories

About 9 o clock that evening I got a meesage from Keith. "Give me your phone number, I need to call you." he sent. "Is everything ok?" I ask as I send him my number. My phone rings. "Hello?" "Honey, I am about to come by the apartment we need to talk." Keith tells me. "Oh, ok." I tell him, and there is that feeling again. What the fuck? "I have to go but I promise to tell you everything when I get there. I love you but this is a conversation that has to be had face to face." He says.

I took a deep breath, tipping my head a bit and looking into his eyes, “Kyle, there's something I need to tell you. I know it’s none of your damn business, but I just have to say it so you can understand me better. You see, when I was with Keith, things were... difficult. He hurt me in ways I don't think I can fully explain. He was so mean to me, Kyle, and now I don’t have the urge to be with another man. I was going to run away from him before you found me. I was going to put some distance between Keith and me because I wanted space to breathe without him breathing down my neck and causing me so much pain. Even if I decide to be with another man, I’ll never love him like I’m supposed to. I

he informs me. “When is the show?” I lean back in my chair. Keith raises a brow with a smirk plastered on his face. “Tonight.” An evil smile creeps on my face as I stare at him. “Tonight will be fun.”

he said, turning around once again and walking away, leaving me with my jaw hanging. “He just wants to spend time with you,” Keith said when I looked at him. “But why?” I asked. “Because he likes you,” Keith told me the answer that I wanted to hear. “Well, he has a very weird way of showing it” I shrugged. “Forgive him and give him some time. It isn’t easy for someone with a reputation like his to show love and do all those mushy things” Keith explained. “What reputation?” I was curious. “I need to go and get ready,” Keith said, ignoring my question.

"Yes and don't dream of saying a word to your mom or anyone else. When the time comes, I will do the introduction myself" "My lips are sealed" Keith made a show of fake zipping his mouth. "Common Keith, let's go or we will be late" one of his friends call out to him and after saying his goodbye, Keith left knowing he will be seeing Queen soon since her sister is practically family...a smile tug his lips just at the thought of seeing her again. Meanwhile, Amelia and Queen stood beside the restaurant building talking. "I don't want you living with him" "I have to. I need to get to the bottom of Martha's death"

his tone was cold. Keith looked at the clock on his phone screen, cursing when he saw that Caleb was right. “Fine, fine... I’m coming back, I’m on my way. No need to worry mom.” he emphasised at the word mom. “I asked you a question, Keith!” Caleb shouted at him. Keith grimaced and rub his temple before hanging up. Serve him well. Shouting to a gang leader. “Vale, wake up. We have to go back.” Keith whispered and gave butterfly kisses on her face knowing very well it irritates her.

Instead of throwing daggers at each other, they would welcome their bond with a pair of open arms. "What? Of course not!" Of course, yes. "She will be here soon, just as I promised." She won't. Keith stood up, his little feet struggling to hold his weight. The sway of the yacht was making him dizzy. He crossed the room and walked away from her towards the window so he could hear the soft splashes of the ocean waves taking them farther and farther away. "Mom always tells me not to talk to strangers but I did. I'm such a bad son and..." Keith talked to himself more than to her since the day he arrived and now isn't any different.

The staff informed. Eva was beyond annoyed. She had a lot of things to do, so why did she have to deal with this so early in the morning? “I guess I will meet him briefly just so he would leave me alone after this.” She told herself as she walked outside. When Keith saw her approaching him, a smile formed on his face. “Ah, it’s good to see you again, Eva.” He greeted her. “What are you doing here, Keith? Stefan is not home right now, I think you need to come back another time instead.” She told him.

I felt hot tears gliding down my cheeks, “Please, Justin.” I walked past Keith and held Justin by his shirt. “I need to tell you that … that …” Keith gulped down his spit, “Justin …I …” “That you love her?” Justin finished it for him, “What took you so long, pal?” “No, Justin. Don’t believe him.” I kind of pleaded. “Justin I can explain this. Please, don’t get mad.” Keith and I were trying to fumble with words without paying much attention to what Justin just uttered.

He brushed his forehead, gazing at his drink. “I am sorry,” I told him what I hated to hear when people were coming to talk to me a few months back. “You know? About cancer... It’s just that sometimes it is all about telling a goodbye. I mean, for those who are staying...alive.” Liam turned to me. It was a moment when I knew I should keep my mouth shut. It wasn’t game time, not with this guy. He only needed to vent, and I was the listener.