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Keys To My Heart

One night I was walking home a call diverted my attention. It was from home. Apparently they need more money which I don't have right now. I didn't notice I stopped in front of a musician. He is more like a dirty homeless guy with overgrown beard with a guitar. His music didn't really attracted me. But still it looks like I disrupted his business by standing right in front of him so I searched for some coins on my pocket and dropped it on his guitar holder. I continued walking while talking on the phone I live close to that place. When I get home I can't find my keys. Shit where is it. That's the turning point of my life when a homeless guy appeared in front of me holding my keys. With that favor this man had given me. He asked so much more in return.

Harljane · Urbain
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Why

I called Tristan to come out so we can talk further about why he let Arman stay on his place.

"So tell me how did he convinced you?" I asked puzzled.

"I just pity him and he seems to be a nice guy!" He answered in simple words.

"What just like that. He doesn't seem to be a nice guy, he can take advantage of your goodness, he can betray your trust. Something bad can happen inside your apartment then you possibly has no match to this big guy." I warned Tristan.

"You know what Grace, I can see myself to him. He showed me his video on youtube before he turned homeless, how he struggle to be an artist and failed you know. Things like that can happen to me too. I can fail here without my parents knowing, then I will end up homeless like him. He is a dreamer too like us. He still hopes to get back up there." He showed me a video of Arman playing music with a band. Their music is not really appealing. Their loud but the message is so basic and not really hitting the spot. He is probably this guy who betted so much on himself and lost. He thought he could make it to be an artist here at the capital but failed. His family on the countryside didn't know he is struggling here.

"I don't feel good about this Tristan, I'm just concerned about you." I told him worried.

"I know but I know what I'm doing. I'm not always here plus I will lock my room everytime, I have nothing valuable on the living room. He can take whatever is there." Tristan appease my worries by his words and smile. He sent me to my apartment and order me to watch Arman's videos on youtube while I'm resting so I could know him better. It's all music and his band and their high end lifestyle. No wonder they went down. I noticed the band has new vocalist now and doing better than before. So they found a better singer. But still he can just easily go back to his parents even though he failed but he didn't. Maybe his family is troubled as well, for him to choose this kind of life than be with them. I can't sleep thinking of these things, Arman and Tristan being together in 1 house. Tristan getting hurt because I brought a stray dog on his doorstep, I won't forgive myself if that happens. I checked again Arman's face for the last time on his video I can't believe this is him in a period of 1 year. The music has nothing to admire about but Arman's look can drive a lot of women crazy.