SINS - muke - COMPLETED

5

LUKE

I woke on the couch to see a space beside me, which clearly had been occupied before.

I felt so good, like, clean and full and just happier. But then I looked at my bandages, and thought about how much of a burden I must be to this amazing person. Last night was amazing, just being able to relax in a safe place.

I smelt bacon. Good, I love bacon who doesnt? Dragging myself off to the kitchen I saw Michael preparing sandwiches. He turned to smile at me, and gestured to a plate. I took it and went back to the couch.

I hate how awkward I am all the time. Like, I cant seem to talk to Michael very easily. I dont know why, I hope I dont like him, that would never work. He would never like me.

Soon Mike came to sit with me, and we squished together watching TV.

"Hey Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you OK?"

That question caught me off guard. How does one define OK? Does he mean am I better than how I was when I was bleeding in an alleyway, or am I amazing in all aspects of life? I pondered on that for a long time, before answering. "You know what? Im OK." I smiled.