CRYSTAL HEART (MaleXMale)

Prologue

Thump Thump Thump.......

The sound of a heartbeat, lets me know that I am still alive. The beats that can turn my life 360 degrees. It either can drown my family in a sea of sadness in a blink of eye, or put a smile on their face for another day. Without it, my body would be cold, immobilize and fall in eternal sleep using a soil as a blanket in the narrow space without light.

Every second the death and alive word always appear in my life. When my eyes almost close, my mind automatically thinks, will I have another day tomorrow. When my eyes open, my mind quickly think, can I through the day until the end. The dilemma that always hunts as long as I am breathing. Dead or alive only the fate knows the answer.

Twenty years I have endured this discomfort in my chest. Twenty years I waste my life doing nothing that could put burden on my heart and twenty years I was banned from involve in extreme outdoor activity. Because at any given moment, I am either living or dying. But I had chosen to stay alive, fighting for the sake of my beloved family.

It is still too early to give up.

You need to stay alive because he is waiting you.

No, you can't surrender to the dead. You're the last hope for him.

Please keep fighting! Please stay strong! Please he need you.

Each time, I almost give up, one voice always triggers my wills to stay alive. I don't who he was or do we ever meet. The man's voice is unfamiliar. Or maybe it's just me having a delusion under drugs effect. I never tell anyone fearing they would begin spread a rumor that I suffer a mental illness.

The whispered voice always comes when I entered a coma state or the heart machine line goes straight. I have ignored it for a while since my mind not in good rational at the time. Or maybe that is my own voice that clings on false hope since I never feel any special love except from my family.

True love isn't just any love. You have given your heart and soul into it. You have burnt the midnight oil imagining the everlasting blissful life that you would share with the one you love. Perhaps nothing is ever quite as painful as getting over it. That is my first thought about love. A picture my parents put in me. Their loves are beautiful, shining endlessly.

I want to taste it at least one. A purer and true love from the person that could accept the defected me wholeheartedly, caring me for who I am and love me without boundary. That is one of many wildest wishes I imagine in a dream. A wish that far by million milestones. A crave that never can be attained by all mean.

But I do have my own motto of living to never be scared of dying that I need to stop living. I am not giving up. I am sticking around to see what fate has restored in my account. I am waiting for fate to make thing right and counting that the God have some mercy, creating a miracle in my case.

At least, I want to taste the bittersweet moment that people call a love. I wanted someone who exclusively loves me, accept me for who I am, for eternity. Although, I would permit him to have someone else if I die first. See, I am not selfish at all. I only want to taste this ecstasy at least once before my life expiry.

A/N

Ahem.. Ahem... So, this is my new babies. The idea randomly stuck in my mind until I have written it. I apologize for those who expecting an Allen's story. I want to rest for a while from werewolf genre. Hopefully this book also can satisfy you like my other books.

For these Grammar Nazis, you shall stay always from any of my books. The grammar in it only burns your eyes and mind. I don't want anyone to remind me about it again and again. It's a lie if I say my heart never hurt by these comments. I know my biggest flaw and I am waiting people who sincerely want to edit it. Thank you for reading my rant.