Trauma -BoyxBoy-

Thirty-One

This song goes quite well later on in the chapter when they are in bed if you'd like some ambience, lol.

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It was Saturday afternoon. Sebastian and I were driving around to find a nice spot to just relax in, away from everybody, for a nice evening out. We were driving down this long road surrounded by trees. It was a two-lane road with very few cars driving on it, but it had highway speeds.

I had my window down, the air whipping through my hair. It was a nice day, more on the cooler side instead of hot, so we were going to find a nice, less populated place to eat and then have a mini picnic. We seem to have a lot of picnics, good thing I like them. I opened Sebastian's sunroof and stuck my head out, laughing as he swatted at me.

"Careful! You might fly out, twig boy!" he exclaimed, bursting into laughter as I returned to my seat and slapped him on the shoulder. We soon entered into a town area with many good looking restaurants and shops, trying to scope out what we should get. We finally decided on a cool barbeque place, ordering a slab of ribs, a pulled pork sandwich and loaded barbeque fries to share.

We found a nice spot on google where we drove to eat; it was a big lake with a few fountains in it, tons of trees and flowers everywhere. The fountain's water was dyed a shade of indigo, and there were a few art installations around. We sat in a small clear patch of grass by the water, laid out our blanket and set our food down. He took one of the ribs and started eating it while I picked up a few pebbles and attempted to skip them on the pond. Out of the six I threw, only one skipped... one time.

"How do people even do that??" I mumbled. Sebastian laughed as he watched me, wiping away some barbeque sauce that dribbled from his lip. I scooched back over and joined him eating, grabbing a rib from the takeaway box.

There was quietness between us for a while. We listened to the splashing water and birds. A few other families were walking around the park. A man and woman who were presumably a couple, holding hands and swinging them as they slowly walked the path along the lake. The other was a man with two boys who were running and screaming playing with a football.

We had mostly finished our food, cuddling together. I set down the bone I was holding and used a wet wipe to wipe off my face and hands.

"Sebastian," I started; he looked over to me with questioning eyes. "I've been wondering, what is it like to have been adopted?"

He was silent for a second. "I mean..uhh, you don't have to tell me, I know it's probably personal," I stammered out. Wow, that was kind of rude of me.

"You think too much," he laughed. I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Well, I was told that I was left by the entrance of an urgent care when I was a baby, like three days after I was born. They couldn't find my parents... well, I mean they knew who they were, they just couldn't find them. So I went into foster care, I was there for a long time, and I was in and out of homes," Sebastian said, sliding his hands through the water. "Classic orphan story, right?" He joked, looking at me and chuckling.

"How were your foster homes?" I asked curiously.

He leaned backwards, with his hands out as support, speaking again, "I had good homes with nice foster parents and other kids who were friendly. I had my fair share of bad homes too, people who just neglected the kids, used the money they had for drugs and faked their drug tests... I'm not sure how they managed to be foster parents. Other ones with older kids who bullied the younger ones- but the worst part is that I never felt like I had a home, I didn't belong anywhere..." he breathed a deep sigh, his lips pulling into a small smile, "I felt lonely for a long time. I had doubts that I would ever escape that perpetual pattern of moving homes. But then, when I was eleven, I met Carter and Andrew. They said as soon as we met, they just knew I would fit right in with the family. They skipped the fostering and went straight ahead with the adoption process. It was so crazy to me; I had my own room and my own bed. I remember I was nervous for a long while that they would send me back, but obviously, they never did. Over time they also adopted Eve and Armelle, and now we're just a big happy family, sometimes I forget we're not all blood-related." He said, both of us laughing.