𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 || 𝘓𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘹 𝘈𝘶

Chapter 14 // I Dont believe in love...

(Lucas POV)

It was the weekend and I was up bright and early ready for the day ahead. My dad saw my arm and it went as well as you would think it would. He shouted at me and called me a pussy and said I'm incredibly weak for needing surgery. It took my mum a few hours to finally convince him to pay for the surgery. Now I needed to go the hospital so they could get a look at it and examine what surgery they need to proceed on it.

I was super nervous as I was driving to the hospital on my own. My mum offered to drive me but I refused as I wanted to drive on my own and have my free time to think. Life is good and bad. It's like when I'm at this new school I can be myself and have fun but when I get home it's a whole different story. I have to be strong independent man at 18 and know the rights and wrongs in the world. It's like I can't mess up. I can't just be a teenager. It fucking sucks.

I get snapped out of my thoughts as I finally made it to the hospital. I enter the hospital and walk to the front desk. "How can I help you" the kind woman says. "Umm...I'm here for a check up on my shoulder" I answer the lady.

"Ok what's your name young man?" She asks typing on her computer.

"Lucas Charles Sinclair" I respond putting my hands in my pocket. I stand there awkwardly for a minute or two whilst she continues typing on the computer. She tells me to wait in the seat as she informs the doctors that I'm here. I just sit in the seat staring at the roof waiting for my name to be called.

A couple hours later

Here I am now sitting on the hospital bed with a sling on. Surgery went well luckily and here I am now waiting for my parents to arrive so they can drive me back.

You know because I basically have one arm...

Anyway I'm on my phone now waiting for them to arrive. It takes them a few minutes as they finally arrive and now I'm in the car with my mum. My dad had to drive the car they arrived in back luckily. So here we are me and mum staying silently as I look out the window. I feel a sudden urge of sadness. Sad that I can't play most of the football season now. Sad that I basically have one arm for the foreseeable future. Sad that I'm stuck in a household where my dad doesn't love me. It's feels like love doesn't exist anymore and the truth is I don't know what love is anymore. I used to think my parents were in love but it sure as hell isn't that now.

I don't realise I'm crying until I feel a tear slip and my mum look over at me. "Lucas are you ok sweetie?" She says in her soft motherly tone. I shake my head saying no as I look back out the window not wanting to continue the conversation. I hear my mum sigh as she continues driving us back. I just continue silently crying as I watch the trees and houses pass by.

(Max POV)

I wake up to the morning birds and of course my annoying brothers. I heard shouting and went downstairs to find out there play fighting like idiots. I roll my eyes as I enter the kitchen. I make myself come cereal as I walk to the couch ignoring my annoying brothers. I was at peace enjoying my cereal on my own until I felt a heavy force sit next to me putting there arm around me. I was ready to be annoyed until I look up and see Will with that bright innocent smile plastered on his face. I smile back. Me and Will are definitely the closest out of the bunch. Ever since I was adopted he has been the only one person who I can really talk to without him being overprotective and judging like the others.

"Good morning Maxine" he says.

"Good morning to you too William" I smirk slightly. He hates me calling by his full name so I always call him by it anyway to annoy him. Same thing goes for me I hate being called Maxine.

"You woke up kinda late" Will says.

"Really?" I ask confused. I didn't check the time so if I was to guess it would be around the time I normally wake up on the weekend 10:00am.

"Yeah look" He says showing his phone. My eyes widen as it says 1pm. Woah. I never woke up that late. To be fair I couldn't sleep much last night. My mind was somewhere else in another place. The truth is I couldn't stop thinking about Lucas. I couldn't stop thinking about our conversation. There was something more about what happened to his arm. I just feel worried and scared about what he possibly could be hiding. I know there something else. I don't know how but I have some uneasy feeling about it.

The look in his eyes was telling me different to the words slipping from his mouth. He did me tell he was getting surgery today so I hope that went well. I get snapped out of my thoughts when something hits the back of my head. I turn around annoyed as I see Mike and Dustin looking at me dumbfounded. I look behind me and see a football there. I pick up and aim at then. "Who threw it?" I ask annoyed. They just both look at each other. I could them trying to communicate with they eyes looking like two dumbasses. I throw the ball hitting both of them in stomach as they groan.

I hear a giggle to my left as I look at Will. "Nice one max!" He says giving me a high five. This makes me chuckle.

2 hours later 

Here we were all sitting on the couch watching the tv. Our parents got home from work early so now we were all here now. I know you probably wondering why our parents are rarely here. It's because they have to work overtime as they keeping paying bills you know the regular stuff. I feel bad as it's kinda my fault now because they have another kid to look after also. Anyway we were all enjoyed the tv until we hear someone banging on the door. I quickly get up and open the door. And I was surprised by what I saw.

There was Lucas standing there with bruises and cuts all over his face looking like a zombie. I gasp as my worst nightmare was true. Everyone comes to the door to see what I gasped at and audibly gasped at the same thing. We all look at Lucas terrified as I see him heavy breathing clearly intimidated by all of us seeing him like this. Next thing happened he falls towards us passing out as we catch him.

Wtf...

Word count: 1149

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