his majesty - michaelandluke

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Luke

It was one of those rare days where my feelings got the best of me. Every deadly thought that popped up would push me further and further into this black whole of loneliness.

And nothing could pull me out.

I woke up to Michael crawling into my bed and I immediately curled into him, as if on instinct.

I buried my face in his neck and I started to think long and hard, mostly about the past 6 months. Getting taken away, meeting Michael, and our relationship.

I made a choked noise and curled my fists against Michael's bare chest. I wanted to just disappear into him.

My head started to hurt with all the poisonous thoughts and before I knew it, I felt a couple tears slip down my face and onto Michael.

"What's wrong, Love?" Michael whispered, his fingers running through my hair in a comforting way.

I clenched my eyes shut and started to speak. "I'm thinking and I don't want to anymore." I whispered, turning on the light next to my bed.

We weren't in total darkness and I saw the concerned look on Michael' face. I pulled my legs to my chest and had to take a breathe before I spilled and told Michael everything.

I didn't want him to worry.

"Tell me what's wrong?" He whispered sadly, pulling me into him.

"Everything!" I whispered-yelled, suddenly become angry. Michael looked surprised, probably because he had never seen me get mad. I didn't care because I was suddenly overcome by this negative burst of energy.

I got up off Michael and started to pace back and forth, gnawing at my lip and tugging at my hair.

"Luke, you need to calm down." Michael coaxed, trying to help me.

And it just pissed me off even more.

"You don't get it! You don't get anything! You don't know what it's like to be put down all the time! I was all by myself through most of my child hood because I was shy and no one wanted to be friends with the 'freak'! They teased me until eventually it lead to beating me! I never told anyone because they'd just get an ever better reason to do it! And then eventually they got tired and they stopped. I had to work all the time doing dead end jobs just hoping that I could see the next day! I wanted to be something for my parents and make them proud but I didn't turn out that good, yeah?" I yelled, now crying and choking slightly.

"Luke.." Michael whispered, his eyes turning glossy.

"Oh that's just the beginning! I thought I'd be okay and then.." I stopped to take a shakey breath.

"the day happened. My brothers where out somewhere and I was waiting for them all night. I thought they stayed somewhere when they didn't come back that night. We had gotten into a fight and they both left to go the bar..." I spoke, trailing off as a flashback popped up.

*Flashback is italicized*

"What the hell are you doing?!" I bellowed, shooting daggers at my two older brothers. In their hands was my money and I knew what they where planning to do.