Love Can Kill by Cindercal
Summary: Kiesha has everything sh ever dreamt of having especially the man of her dreams but she turns when she can't take the love and stops loving all together.
Categories: Completed Het Stories Characters: JC Chasez, Justin Timberlake
Awards: None
Genres: Angst, Romance, Supernatural, Suspense
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 4 Completed: Yes Word count: 5017 Read: 9009 Published: Jun 20, 2007 Updated: Feb 03, 2008
Story Notes:
So I have decided to re-write this story. So cringey reading my early work. So I did a complete revamp mission. The rest of the chapters have been re written but not put up yet. So if you go to next chapter and I havent written that I have re-wrote it I beg you not to read till I update it. Enjoy!

1. Chapter 1 by Cindercal

2. Chapter 2 by Cindercal

3. Chapter 3 by Cindercal

4. Chapter 4 by Cindercal

Chapter 1 by Cindercal
Author's Notes:

So I have re-written this chapter to a better standard. Must revive early work. Enjoy.

My name is Keisha and I lived to be loved. That was my life, to be loved by my true love, not half heartedly but fully.  But I denied it I denied him. I was ignorant, I was young and I gave up. In an instant I hated him I turned on him making it easier for him to give up telling me he loved me every day. Sooner rather than later I hoped he wouldn’t care and tell me that he didn’t love me anymore. I thought I could have better, that where I was wasn’t the right place, but it doesnt always work they way you want it to because when you find your one true love there is no one else. You can search and search but you become bitter, so bitter you let yourself walk into the sea.


‘Keisha baby I'm home’ Justin shouted entering our home. He probably dropped his bag then and there, he always left it right by the door it constantly nagged me but he did it nonetheless.

Too late.

As usual he began to play music through the house a ritual he couldn’t help. The lights turned on to the kitchen, he searched the kitchen a smile on his face as he noticed the 3-course meal laid out nicely for him to start and finish with. He read the message on the card left on top of one of the silver covers. It read a smile enjoy.

Remember.

He lifted the covers smiling at his favourite all time meal. He let the smell of the food over power his senses and then it hit him.
‘Damn she never cooks something like this unless…’ he raced up the stairs stopping taking his time to catch his breath as he threw the door wide open.

He gazed at the bed but there was no one occupying it. He didn’t bother to check the rest of the rooms a feeling telling him she wasn’t in the house. He switched the garden patio lights outside and it lit up the front half of the vast garden that belonged to them. He noticed the towel and shoes on the patio outside, she must be in a good mood if she's waiting for him in the garden Justin thought.  It had been so long that he ran down the steps skipping a couple just to get to her sooner.

Don’t be mad.

He walked slowly outside smoothing his hair he couldn’t help but brush his clothes. He sighed thinking that she might just tell him to eat first.  

Here it comes.

He searched round the patio and slowly walked further into the garden wandering where and how far she had got to. His eyes fell to the private beach and landed on something he wished wasn’t what it seemed to be. 

To say rushed would be an understatement Justin charged to the water the sand hitting him flicking his eyes making them water not just from the pain but from the dread.
'Keisha 'he cried over and over again jumping into the water, he swam to my body pulling me by my clothes to get to the shore. It took almost all his strength to get me to the sand. My cold, still, wet body laid there face up to Justin.

‘Keisha baby please’ he begged shaking me his CPR knowledge suddenly unbeknownst to him.  Over and over again he tried to wake me up with words. He took a short moment and thought rationally and he begun to try with everything he had to bring me back to life. He used the back of his hand to wipe away the tears that blurred his vision but there was no change I didn’t move only when Justin's oxygen filled my lungs and escaped again doing nothing but be a waste. He cried hard not letting the thought of giving up enter but surely his heart was breaking down slowly he could feel pain like no other and it hurt his every cell as his mind, heart, body and soul lost everything it lived for. 


 

 

‘Keisha why did you do this’ my mothers words echoed round me in this white room I suddenly found myself to be in. I wasn’t exaggerating when I said the white was blinding. Was it really my mother or was the white affecting my brain. Where was Justin
‘Mom where are you’ I cried spinning round the room or just endless white there was no door n walls it was like an open white wash of space.
‘In your heart’ she whispered and that’s when she reappeared looking more beautiful than I had imagined.

‘Mom’ I cried teas springing down my face as I hugged her tightly vowing to never let go. She smelled the same she gave out the same warm feeling.
‘Keisha how could you?’ she said her voice somehow harsh as she separated us and place her hands on my shoulders. She was angry she was upset but I was finally with her. 
‘It wasn’t meant to hurt, he wasn’t mean to try and be with me’ I answered inside distraught that I had almost caused Justin to take his own life to join me.
‘Lucky his clown friend arrived’ I tried to remember what happened after Trace arrived but it was all blank to me.

‘You've always been there haven’t you’ I whispered
‘Always but not recently you weren’t my daughter anymore Keisha'  
‘But mom it was like you didn’t listen when I begged for you. I felt alone I couldn’t hear your caring words’ I let out finally telling her how hard it had been for me not being able to communicate with her

‘Keisha you are strong and always have been my words were reassurance that I was there. You'd be strong without me. I gave you the love you have and you turned from it so I wasn’t there anymore ’. Why was life so confusing why did I have to lose my mother why couldn’t she be with me?  

‘What happens?' I asked realising my mistake ready to face the mess I had created 
‘You die’ she answered crying herself covering her face with her hands shaking her head. I couldn't convince myself that my mom was just saying that to punish me. She never lied to me. I was never going to be with Justin again. 
‘Cant I go back I'm sorry’ I whimpered wanting desperately to be with Justin
‘It's too late’
‘Mom I don’t want to go so quickly’ I wanted to marry Justin have a family with him. I wanted to cook him breakfast for his birthday I wanted to do so much'

‘You should've thought of that Keisha’ My mom cried back to me I crumbled something went missing inside and I touched my chest and it honestly felt like I had no heart my heart which belonged to Justin had been stolen from me.
‘It's okay Keisha I'm here’ I held my mom’s hand and hugged her again and looked back to my darling Justin and suddenly I couldn’t accept that I was going, I couldn’t go yet.

End Notes:
Will re-write next chapter. Thanks for reading.
Chapter 2 by Cindercal
Author's Notes:

Rewritten Chapter!

I fell to my knees and I was over taken by thank. ‘A chance one chance thank you God thank you for one more chance’ I said looking up. I clutched myself and I smiled to the heavens. I got to my knees and I was overwhelmed by the thought of being with Justin.
‘Use it wise’ ‘Tell the big dude he will have to go without Keisha Douglas for a long time’ I smiled happily nothing would bring me back prematurely.
‘Your mom always told us you were funny’ I stopped and gazed at the door which I was supposed to go through.
‘Thank you’ I whispered going towards the door.
‘Be careful and pray’ and that was the last I heard before I was sent back to earth. The planet I stared down upon for what seemed like a long time but was only a month.

I stood in my bedroom my old bedroom. I spun round looking at how much it was still the same. I had left all of this and I had missed it terribly and I couldn’t help but curl in a ball and cry on my bed.

I must have fell asleep because it was morning and I could hear voices downstairs. I ran down and walked straight past Trace he was behind me when I was just in front. I waved my hand.  

‘Trace!’ I cried but he just stared straight through me. My ears instantly pricked up to the sounds of Justin's sweet low voice and followed it to the kitchen. I braced myself to see him in front of me.  He was standing leaning over the counter staring at the food I prepared him before I... and it was untouched, not even removed, and the smell I could never stand for bad smells in my kitchen. I walked closer to Justin and touched his cheek but he couldn't feel it he didn’t react or anything. He continued to stare at the food. I couldn’t look at it. A reminder of the selfish thinking I went through that day. I tried to move it but my hands just passed through it as if it was air.

I was invisible they had sent me back invisible. What was I to do in this condition? Suffer? Be forced to watch the damage I had caused. Everyday a constant reminder of the human being I had become.  
‘Keisha’ I head Justin whisper. I gazed at Justin and responded instantly to him.
‘Justin, Justin I'm right here’ I cried tears falling on my face.
‘I know’ he answered but whether it was to me I wasn’t sure. I stared at him but he was still staring at the food. Why is he torturing himself? Suddenly the strangest thing happened. It made me dizzy that I had to shut my eyes but when I reopened them I imagined me and Justin.


‘Justin I will always be there for you’ I said softly, I watched myself hugging Justin in the exact same place a few years back. There was so much love so much tenderness. The weeks before I...it was such a cold relationship Justin would try but I made excuses I stayed at work late left early i argued about the most stupidest things I looked for anything to be angry at Justin about and I regretted it all.  
'I Know' he whispered back. He must've been thinking back to when he had to go for an operation and I had connected with him I could see and hear what memories he was going through. And I was back to reality.

‘Justin!’ Trace called marching to the kitchen very impatient about something. Justin fixed himself up and stood straight putting on a front but I knew. Trace knew we were the closest people to Justin.
‘Are you okay man?’ Trace asked patting his shoulder his eye glancing towards the food. Dear God Trace get rid of it. Justin will become compulsive about it.
‘Yeah’ he whispered his voice weak that I cried more.

I had done this I caused Justin to be like this because of my stupidity. How could I not see that Justin loved me that I loved him/. Why had you sent me back like this!‘Trace can I have a few moments alone?' he asked Trace softly. Trace didn’t want to leave Justin alone it's understandable he did try something that night.
‘Sure I'm in the car’ he answered before leaving. Justin turned away from the food and his eyes scanned the kitchen. The kitchen was somewhere I loved to be. My favourite room in the house. I made wonders in that kitchen all of which Justin said was brilliant.

‘God she wasn’t ready to be with you why did you take her damn it’ he banged his fists on the counter and I just wanted to hold him.
‘Keisha tell me why? I still don’t know. I don’t understand I loved you I still love you’ The words cut right into me of all the people I'd helped over the years, the one person which pained me to see like this I could do nothing. I walked round the Island to the other side. Thinking of how I could explain why I did what I did.

‘I know now you did, it was me I don’t deserve you Justin I turned on you because you were everything I ever wanted and I'm sorry’ I rambled on. I almost got caught up in myself when I realised how quiet Justin had become. I looked up to Justin my eyes locking with his I was looking into him but he was doing the same the connection there and intense.

I was alive 


‘Justin’ I whispered he ran to me hugging me tightly pushing me back onto the stove and I hugged him just as hard. It was beautiful to be able to hold him and smell him feel his heart on my chest.  I fell forward and he fell forward into the counters. I turned round as did Justin but he wasn’t looking directly at me.

I was invisible

‘Keisha come back’ he cried his arm touched out to the air but I wasn’t there. Not to him 
‘You deserve me I forgive you’ he begged falling to his knees
‘Just come back’ he cried again.
‘Justin what’s the matter?’ Trace asked concerned.
‘Keisha she was-' he couldn’t bring the words to say it.
‘She was...?’ Trace repeated.
‘Here Trace I just saw her’
‘Justin come on get up' Trace helped him up and sat him on the breakfast table. He continually stared at the spot where we just were.
 
‘She looked beautiful Trace she looked breathtaking, she didn’t look like she was dead’ he said the last word paining him to say.
‘That’s good if you’re not seeing the Keisha at the beach'
‘God Trace it felt so real I swear she was there I could' he looked at his hands and the feeling like he just held something slipped away.
‘Justin are you okay?’ Trace asked once again. You could never ask someone too much if they were okay.
‘I’m so angry with her'.
 
‘I'm so sorry Justin'.

 

Chapter 3 by Cindercal
Author's Notes:

Rewritten Chapter.

6 months into my death. I feel like the most shittiest person ever to be born. To endure the pain and anguish I have caused kills me over and over again. I still didn’t understand why nothing has happened I've been following Justin watching him day in and out as he tries to live and be a human being. I have turned my family and Justin's family upside down. I sent a shockwave to everyone around us and the aftershocks just keep coming again and again.

There were touching moments when Justin would think about our happy past and I could experience with him watching what he was watching.
I'd lay next to him unable to sleep and try with every being to be there in his dreams. Let him know that I'm still here. I’ve added extra problems, Trace sent him to see a therapist about seeing me in the kitchen. For 42 days Justin didn’t set foot in the kitchen because of me. For the last 2 months Justin stayed with his family unable to live there reminders of that day haunting him.


I went over and over what the guide in the white room said to me as I tried to sleep but nothing told me what I had to do to be with Justin or let that moment in that kitchen happen again. I go over the scenario of seeing Justin again endlessly and I've come to the point where I believe it would just cause more damage.

'Be careful and pray'

Justin and me always prayed together before we slept and now neither of us did after my death.

I got out of bed and knelt on my knees and prayed.

‘Lord please help Justin, make him happy again let him believe in you again he needs his faith back. Hi mom’ I added smiling knowing she was watching me and I could hear her soft chuckle.

‘Nice of you to think of me’ she answered
‘You know me I'm a nice person’ and I broke down to tears
‘Soon…Keisha soon' her voice echoed round the room and I went back to sleep next to Justin.

‘Justin man wake up we're going out we got something to show you’ Trace shook Justin I sat up watching Justin trying to ignore Trace. 
‘Trace it's way too early’ Justin grumbled turning over.
‘At least you remember my name I aint spoken to you in ages’ Trace whined. Justin distanced himself from almost everyone his best coping methods.

‘I've only just come to terms living back here I haven’t got time to socialise’ Justin defended himself another reminder of the long list I have mentally noted of all bad things I had caused.

‘But you do Justin’ I told him I wished he would try to get on with his life. I wouldn’t be hurt if he dated or wrote hate lyrics about me anything which would stop him from walking around like a zombie in this big house.
‘Your doing well J, dang I miss her cooking’ he sighed I smiled I missed my cooking I miss doing anything normal I just followed Justin like a lap dog crying daily.

‘Get up J.C is downstairs’ Trace pulled the pillows from under Justin and chucked them on the floor. The mention of J.C sent me wandering down I haven’t seen him in such a long time.

I went downstairs following Trace, listening on his conversation with Joshua. J.C took it hard he couldn’t bear to be in this house the first few months hurt him I heard. He couldn’t take the mention of my name or anything affiliated with me. Him and Justin's friendship was in shreds.

‘How’s he doing?’ J.C asked his face grim as he looked around the Living room which still held pictures of me.
‘Seems alright but you can never tell the truth with his feelings’ J.C nodded he walked away to the fireplace which had a number of photos of me. J.C picked up one of me and him a picture Justin took at a dinner we all went out for.
‘Keisha I hope you’re watching Justin’ J.C whispered gazing at the photo. I placed my hand on his shoulder and wrapped the other one around him.

I am J.C more than you know it I thought in my head, I went back upstairs to check on Justin hearing him in the bathroom. I was just about to open the door then realised how wrong it was to intrude. I'm his girlfriend. My reasoning for going inside was to make sure Justin was in good shape. 

I opened the door and walked towards the shower, I stopped as Justin turned the shower off and began to open the shower door. The door swung through me.

Justin stepped out screaming and I couldn’t help but scream then laugh as he slipped and fell out banging his head on the floor. I was by his side in an instant.

‘Justin are you okay?’ I asked as I lifted his head into my lap stroking his hair. His eyes stared at mine above. He couldn’t believe it but he opened his mouth and spoke. 

'You scared the shit out of me standing right there' I laughed embarrassed blushing. I don’t think he got why I was standing right there and I think when he realised he began to laugh to himself.

‘Your still a freak Kay’ he laughed even harder trying to cover himself up as he sat up. I noticed him becoming fidgety, I snatched the towel holding it away from him. ‘Keish give it back' Justin tried reaching out for it but failed I was just about to sit on the floor with him when the door opened and went straight through me.

‘Justin you alright?’ J.C asked slightly frantic his eyes diverted when he saw Justin wasn’t decent. 
‘Get out dumbass I'm naked…but I'm alright thanks for caring’ he answered shooing J.C out. The door shut and he rest his head onto it.

‘Give it to me Keisha’ he asked I stepped just that bit forward and my eyes closed as I let my head rest against his back. I stood up straight and Justin turned round moving round me pushing me back against the door His hands travelled their way down the sides of my body making the hairs on my arm stand straight he took the towel from my hands wrapping it round his middle. My eyes were fixed on his.

‘Aint like I haven’t seen it before’ I said glancing down he placed his thumb under my chin and lifted my head to his level. Our faces were close my senses were on overload. I didn’t know I still had these human functions Justin was sending me crazy with lust.
‘I'm sure you see it every day’ he said slyly his eyes looking at my lips then back at my eyes.

‘Well… not all the time’ I defended smiling embarrassed that this watching thing had turned into some stalker thing.  
‘How come you’re here’ he asked he held my hand and led me to the side as he opened the door back to the bedroom
‘Not excited to see me opaque’ he turned to me looking upset. What the hell was I doing.
‘Sorry, if I can’t explain it to myself how could I possibly explain it to Trace or someone ’
‘I know, you sure your fine you hit your head hard’ I asked sitting him down on the bed my hands running through his short hair checking for any bumps or lumps. Justin moved his head with my hands loving the feel of my hands.

‘I'm fine…Kay?'
‘Yeah’ he sat me down on his lap and fell back on the bed.
‘Do you know why yet that you’re still here watching me?’ he asked his hands running through my hair.
‘No not yet I prayed for the first time…in a long time and it felt good I felt refreshed afterwards’ I told him hoping if he did the same he may feel better some days. He smiled a small smile.

‘God aint in my good books yet’ I sighed tracing my fingers across his face
‘He made it possible for me to be here’ I said gratitude washing over me that I was given this moment with Justin.

‘For how long ay, I've seen you twice do I have to wait another 6 months if I'm lucky’ he spat back angry. I uncurled his fist and kissed his fingers.

‘Justin today you laughed’ I told him with a smile on my face

‘I didn’t’ his voice sounding like a small boy refusing to agree. I giggled, my hands stroking his shoulders tapping his freckles.
‘You did and I'm so sorry it's taken this long' ‘We miss you' ‘I know baby' I kissed his forehead taking my time to take all of this in. Justin wrapped an arm round my waist bringing me closer to him. ‘It's really you' I nodded glancing up at him but not for long I was always mesmerized by his freckles. I sat up and leaned over Justin. I kissed his shoulder then I bit it hard. ‘Just so you can remember me’ Justin winced but he was smiling ‘I could never forget you or the bite mark shit Keisha' he rubbed the dent I left the sting getting to him now.
‘I had to I've wanted to do that-' I stopped it was my own fault I wasn’t able to do that I couldn’t look for sympathy from Justin.
I can feel I'm about to go, cutting Justin short of what he was about to say I capture his lips my hands holding his face his hands doing the same. I haven’t kissed Justin in over 6 months and it felt so damn good I think I'd forgotten how amazing his kisses felt. It lasted just long enough and I was invisible again. 
I love you Key' Justin said softly 
I love you too' I replied lying back on the bed with Justin.

 

Chapter 4 by Cindercal
Author's Notes:
Last chapter I hope you enjoy.
"Justin." my dad called, motioning him to the TV. I miss my daddy.

I miss seeing him and Justin talk, and get along, as if they were father and son.

"Kiesha." he whispered, as if he was trying to get my attention to watch the home video.

I began to watch it, trying to think of what party it was, and then I saw Justin going down on one knee, proposing to me, and I said yes. I turned to Justin to see how he was taking this 'cause boy, was I in tears. Before I could get a look, he ran out of the house, and straight to his car. My mind went blank, and I passed out. This usually happens when Justin moves too far away too quickly.

I finally woke up, lying on grass. I sat up straight, and looked around where I was, which was a graveyard, and I was sitting in front of my tombstone.

My tombstone. I had never been given the chance to see, as Justin wouldn't visit it. It was so beautiful. Exactly what I would've wanted. I turned to Justin, whose soft voice began to sing, filling my eardrums. It was our favourite song, 'I Do'. He made it with the guys, straight after I said 'yes'.

He stopped, and began to talk.

"K, baby, hearing you say that you would marry me bought tears to my eyes, not just yours. Ever since I met you, I wanted to call you my wife."

He broke down to tears, and I hated myself. My death brought so much pain to Justin. It was unbearable seeing him trying to cope with it.

Justin had drove for hours, that I fell asleep. He stopped at a hotel. A hotel which looked familiar, but maybe I had seen it on the Internet when I was alive. He strangely booked for tonight, even though he had a home to go to, and asked for a special room. I thought it was a celebrity thing, but when I reached inside, did I realise how much meaning it had to both Justin and me. This was the hotel the room I let Justin take my virginity. When I truly knew I loved Justin, and that he truly did love me, I gave him the most pure thing I could think of.

And I appeared.

"Fancy seeing you here." Justin whispered, still looking down from the bed. I took no time rushing to him.
"Justin, I love you. It hurts and it killed me. I should've believed. I should've remembered what made me love you. I'm sorry for doing this to you. How could I do this to the both of us?"
"Kiesha, baby..." he hushed me.
"I love you. I think you've forgotten this is our anniversary of when we first ever met at junior high."
"Omd, Justin! See, how could I want to leave? How could I be so selfish?" I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Kiesha, I love you, and always will."
"Me too, Justin."

I hugged him tightly and our lips met and stayed locked for a very long time. I felt dizzy when he pulled away. And that night, Justin made sweet love to me again.

I could feel Justin stroking my hair. I opened my eyes, turning to him.

"K, baby, last night I prayed so hard you would stay in my arms, so I knew I wasn't dreaming."
"J, I love you." I whispered, my brown eyes connecting with his in a strong gaze.
"I love you too." and his lips met mine. I pulled back, a strange feeling in my stomach.
"Remember, and don't forget, I would've loved to be Kiesha Timberlake. But please, Justin, promise you'll love again. Otherwise this may happen." I said my, voice cracking.
"Kiesha, don't." He held my wrists tightly.

I was invisible.

"Kiesha, honey!" I heard my mom call.
"Mom, what's going on?" I asked, looking around for her, but I wasn't in the hotel room anymore. I was in a white room.
"When I died, I knew it would be hard for you to believe in love again, but I begged that you would find that right person, and soon. But, when he truly loved you, a love so much more than I could give, you became afraid. But you loved again, and you're going."
"Going where?"
"Back to love." she smiled.
"I love you, mom." I hugged her tight.
"I love you too, Kiesha. I want to see those grandchildren soon."
"Mom!" I whined, rollign my eyes.
"Well, I wouldn't worry. I can wait 4, maybe 5 months." she informed me, giving me a wink, and I realised the news my mom just broke to me. So sneaky of her! I hugged her again, tight.

"Kiesha, please wake up!" I heard Justin's voice beg.

I was back! I was back in my body on earth, but dead.

"Kiesha, don't leave me, please! I'm nothing without you." I could hear Justin's voice, but it seemed to be fading away.
"Kiesha, come back to me! Please, God, don't take her. I love her!" Justin looked up to the sky.
"Janice, send your daughter back to me!" his voice begging, but also demanding.
"Justin." I whispered, chocking on the water. I sat up to let it come out.
"Kiesha, don't you ever do that again!"
"I promise. I love you."
"I love you too." Justin hugged me really tight, I thought I was going to die again.
"Thank you, God! Thank you so much!" Justin smiled.
"Thanks, Mom." Kiesha hugged Justin tighter.

My life was to be loved, and once I accepted it, I found true love. Obstacles always come and go, but you can't ever give up. If you give up, you might as well give up your life, but trust me you don't want to do that.

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