"luke? why are you frowning, aren't you glad to see your friend?" his mother sighed.
"michael isn't my friend." luke spoke through his teeth.
luke and michael had their ups and downs through the time they were room mates at the hospital, but most of the time they didn't get along. luke blamed michael for how long he was in there.
he held a grudge against him because he thought he would have gotten better much faster if it had not been for michael constantly saying things to trigger luke and cause more problems for him mentally.
luke finally learned to push him away. and he was excited to not ever see him again.
when he saw him come out in the house, he was pissed.
"luke, i asked the doctors at the hospital if you had any friends there and they said they only really saw you talking to michael and another boy, i think his name was troye?" his mother sighed, "i was going to try to get both of your friends here for a celebration but i guess troye moved to america after he got out. so i wanted to be sure michael was here for dinner. we were going to go out for seafood, your favorite."
"i don't want to go anywhere with him." luke spoke.
michael had a continuous frown on his face through the conversation. he had thought he and luke were buddies.
"i'll go home, i'm sorry you don't want to see me luke. congrats, anyway." michael sighed, grabbing his keys and leaving.
"lucas robert." his mom said sternly, "i can't believe you."
"i don't want to go anywhere anyway. i haven't been home in over a year and i don't want all this." luke sighed. "it was nice of you to try, i'm just not in the mood to do this."
and with that, luke ran up to his room and slammed the door, practically flying onto his bed and breathing in the familiar fresh smell of his sheets.
