Boys Home

Eight

The next day I was out in the field kicking my soccer ball around and into the net. I was wearing some shorts and a t-shirt, the scars on my arms are showing but you won't see them unless you look closely. It's the ones on my chest and stomach are the ones I'm the most worried about. Anyways, sweat is dripping down my forehead and I kick the ball hard, it hits the back of the net then rolls out to a stop. "Goal!!" I hear someone yell. It startles me and I turn around to see Luke with a huge smile on his face.

A small smile spreads on my face when I turn to go get my soccer ball. I walk up to him and I didn't even see that he had a glass of ice tea. "How long have you been there?" I ask. He giggles and hold up the glass, "this is for you and only a few minutes" he says. I set down the soccer ball then take the glass and take a huge sip. "You are sweating buckets" He says looking disgusted. I finish the tea and hand him the glass back. I chuckle lifting up my shirt without realizing and wipe my face.

Luka's eyes widen and he looks up at me, that's when I realized what I just did. "Luke...." He says softly. I gulp stepping back a little. "T-That was a-a l-lot" He stutters frowning. "Thanks for the tea" I say quickly grabbing the soccer ball and running back to the net. Shit...
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A few hours later I walk inside in need of a long shower when Luka stops me and I sigh. I try walking around him but he stops me again. "Luka stop" I say. "You can just not talk about it" He says biting his lip. "Yes I can" I say finally moving past him. I should've been more careful but I let my guard down around him. Now he knows. He grabs my wrist and pulls me back to him. "Luke please talk to me" He begs. I yank my arm away and glare. "I can help, I have scars to" He says softly.

I am very annoyed and for some reason angry with him...I snap. "I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING HELP!" I yell at him. His eyes widen, taking a step back. I can see the tears in his eyes, I hear the footsteps from the stairs. Matthew, Ash, and Wyatt all rush up stopping when they see me and Luka. "Luke I-" I stop him. "Leave me alone" I say then walk into my room slamming the door shut. Now it's my turn to cry, a choked sob escapes my mouth as I enter the bathroom. I take a quick shower then put on sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt and lay in my bed.

"Luke I'm coming in okay" I hear Ash's voice from behind my door. "It's locked" I mumbled. "The doors don't have locks" He says then the door open. I am facing the wall so I don't see him, the bed dips and his arms wrap around me. My back to his chest and his head resting in my neck. I feel so bad for yelling at Luka, I really do. The tears come back and a sob escapes my mouth again. "Hey, it's okay Luka knows you didn't mean to yell at him" Ash whispers in my ear. I close my eyes trying to calm myself down.

My heart flutters as Ash nuzzles his face back in my neck. "I feel so bad..." I whisper. "It was a touching subject wasn't it?" Ash asked. I nod my head. I haven't even talked to Isaac about how I got so many scars on my chest and stomach. I get reminded every time I change or take a shower of how ugly I am. "Just tell him okay" Ash says. "Me, Matthew and Wyatt will be in the kitchen okay" He says. I nod again, Ash plants a kiss on my should and I can feel myself blush. He walks out and I wait a few minutes before going do to the living room where I think Luka will be.

Once down there I see Luka sitting on the couch hugging a pillow. I walk over to him, grabbing  the pillow sitting in his lap. We are about the same height, I also think we are the same age too. I sit next to him really close, I put my legs over his lap and lay my head on his shoulder. "Luka" I mumble. He gently places his hands on my legs rubbing softly. "Yes" He says. "I feel so bad for yelling at you like that, I didn't mean to...it-it is a hard subject for me and I don't like talking about it" I mumble. "I'm sorry too, I wasn't trying to push you into talking about it, I just wanted to help" He says back. "I know and believe me I will tell all of you when I'm ready okay" I says moving my head so my face is close to his neck.

"Promise?" Luka whispers. "Promise" I whisper back. I raise my head and he turns his head towards me. Our faces are so close, our lips inches away from each other. Luka closes the distance and our lips touch, his lips started to move but mine didn't, I didn't know what to do. He pulls away confused. "What's wrong?" He ask. "N-Nothing I-" I stop. I know I'm blushing but I'm also embarrassed, I've never kissed someone before. "What is it?" He asked. "I've never kissed someone before" I admit looking away from him. He grabs my chin pulling me back to look at him. "It's okay" he says.

Luka presses his lips to mine again and I kiss back doing what he is doing. He pushes his tongue into my mouth. It got heated real fast and I had to break away my face on fire. Luka smirks as I bite my lip, he hugs me and moves on top of me. "It was so cute! I loved it!" Luka giggles. "S-so it wasn't b-bad?" I ask softly. "You did amazing for your first kiss" Luka answered sitting up. "Guys dinner is ready come eat!" I hear Wyatt yells from the dining room.

Me and Luka walk into the dining room and me sit with the others. We start eating in silence when I catch Wyatt staring at me. "You are red Luke" He says picking up his glass of water. "I think we should tell him" Luka says. Matthew, Ash, and Wyatt look at him wide eyed. "Tell me what?" I asked. Matthew nods at the other and faces me. "Luke we are in a polyamory relationship" He says. I am confused what even is that. Wyatt chuckles at me, "We are all dating each other" He says. My eyes widen. "Really!?" I ask. They all nod and I look down.

Oh my god...
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