Binary Boyfriends

4 ~ Memories

[ Hawk's POV ]

It was the next morning and I had stayed up all night thinking about what had happened yesterday. I don't know why I couldn't just go back to hating Demetri. It was so much easier when we were fighting. It might not have been the happiest of times, but at least I knew where I stood with everyone. Now everything was just so... off.

I heard a loud knock on my door and it was my mom.

"Come in!" I shouted as I sat up and pretended like I hadn't just woken up.

"Hey sweetie, how did you sleep." She walked over and sat next to me on the bed, tousling my flowy red hair that hung messily down to the end's of my ears.

"Ok, I guess." I said just wanting to be left alone.

"How does breakfast in bed sound? I know you had a big day of training yesterday."

"Sounds great mom." I said with a soft smile as she kissed the top of my head and left me alone to my empty room.

I used to have posters completely covering my walls, but after I became Hawk I took them all down. I used to love them, but now they just represented a time in my life full of pain and sadness. I kept them all under my bed, but I had no desire to put them up again. Mitch and I had gone out and bought some of "hot babes", as Johnny would say, to replace my nerdy ones, but I didn't really like them. To me it was kind of weird to have pictures of a bunch of half naked girls hanging in my room, (a/n: i wonder why king💅🏼) but I just went along with whatever they wanted so they wouldn't ask any questions.

After about 10 minutes my mom came back up to my room with a plate of steaming hot pancakes slathered in syrup and a bottle of water.

"Here you go sweetie." She said, handing me the plate. 

It was scalding hot to the touch, but I tried not to flinch so that she would leave quicker. Don't get me wrong I loved my mom, but sometimes her smothering could get overbearing. Whenever Demetri and I would have sleepovers she'd constantly come and check to see if we needed anything. It was sweet, but having to pause a Harry Potter movie 5 times before you even get to their houses being assigned is exhausting. All of these memories made me think more and more about Demetri and how simple things were when we were younger. Of course out in the real world it was a living hell, but when it was just the two of us it was calm and comforting. We would laugh for hours and sometimes we'd just sit in silence reading comics until one of us got tired and started to doze off. It was my fault that we didn't have that anymore and I'd give up anything to get it back. Well, anything but becoming... h i m again.