Tainted Love ~Muke Clemmings~

Chapter 20

I remember that as a kid, I would go outside to watch the stars. I was always so interested in them, and I wasn't sure why. My mother and father were always hesitant, but those were the times I was completely oblivious to the dangers surrounding me.

I have never been the golden child, nor have I ever took part in anything that rebelled. I was the sort of mistake. Even at a young age, I would take walks around during the night when they were asleep; and sometimes they would wake up and realise that I was gone. I just liked the night. Something about the stars.

I guess I am still like that, sitting my the window waiting for Michael to come around. My mother once showed me an astronomy book, showing me different arrangements of stars. I never saw the pictures in the stars. No matter how often I examined them, I just saw a disorganized sky.

It had been a while since I have gotten out of my shower, since Michael had not come around. I decide to go and get him. I know it is probably not my job to do so, but I decide to anyway.

I leave my room and go down the hall towards his. I hear a scream come from his room, and I am a bit frightened. But curious.

So, I slowly open the door to make sure that nothing horrible is happening.

And it wasn't. For him.

The light was off, but the light from the hallway shined perfectly on what was happening.

I wasn't sure who it was, but I saw Michael with him. He looks back to see who was standing in the doorway, probably prepared to scream.

Then he sees me.

I knew what he was doing, I wasn't stupid.

I slam the door and go back down the hall towards the main stairs. I go down them quickly and then out through the back door. The nights and days were slowly getting colder, and I had a feeling winter was upon us. I can see my breath as I walk along the partially frozen grass to the dead rose garden. I was cold, being in a short-sleeve and jeans. I wasn't properly dressed to be outside.

I lay down on the cold, stone bench located in the center of the rose garden.

I stare up at the sky, similar to what I did as a kid. I forget the name of the constellation, but I see 7 stars in their order. It was supposed to a man, a hunter of some sort. I still couldn't make much sense of it. I hear commotion coming from the mansion but I decide to ignore it. I still do not know where they come from, and why they only come out at night.

I wonder what they would look like during the day.

Speaking of which, where do they go?

I know the sun sets and the earth spins, same deal with the moon causing those night and day times. But the stars, They seem to be absolutely everywhere. I am not sure why they disappear so quick.

The sun beamed in my eyes and I squint. When did I fall asleep? How did I fall asleep? I mean, it was cold and the bench was uncomfortable.

For a moment I thought of Michael, then the memory of seeing him... in a bed rushes back into my mind.

I groan and get up from the bench, cracking my back. That was seriously uncomfortable.

The stars were gone, and again I found myself wondering where they went. I'll have to figure that out one day.

I walk back towards the mansion, still cold. I open the back door, and go inside. Nobody was around. I go up the stairs and head to my room. I open the door and see Michael sitting on the bed.

"What are you doing?" I bitterly ask him.

"Luke?" He asks, turning his head.

He seemed shocked. "Get out." I snap.

"You don't understand." He tries to explain.

"Don't say it was some sort of mistake. Go fuck your little buddy, and I'll just be sitting in this room like I seem to do every day." I say to him.

"I didn't think you would see. I was going to go see you after I was done." He tries to explain, but that made it worse.

"You think of me as a fool, don't you?" I ask.

He shakes his head and responds, "No... Look I was just frustrated after the whole thing downstairs a few weeks ago. I'm sorry I just... needed something."

That angers me.

I wasn't sure why I was so mad. It just something was sparked inside of me and came out in rage.

"Go fuck yourself." I spat.

He gets up from the bed and walks over to me. I don't back away like I normally do. Instead he stands close to me, and looks down on me. "It was an accident. It won't happen again Luke. We were building something." He tells me.

"Possibly we were, but I guess me and you will never find out." I shrug, moving past him and lying down on the comfortable bed.

"Please." He begs.

"No, Michael. I am done with you." I dismiss him, but he doesn't leave. I knew he wouldn't, he is superior to me.

"Do not talk to me like that, you show respect towards your King." He tells me, playing that dominant card. I know how he works for the most part.

"Respect, respect. Come back when you deserve it." I reply, closing my eyes and relaxing.

"Why didn't you just do it with me? Then we wouldn't be in this mess!" He yells at me. Ah, denial. He didn't want to believe it was his fault.

"What, get raped? I wasn't much in the mood." I respond sarcastically, keeping my tone calm.

"It wasn't my fault!" He yells.

"Yep." I falsely agree, me and him probably knowing that it didn't mean anything.

I look towards him, and for the first time he seems vulnerable. "Luke." He says, his voice cracking.

"I do not pity you, nor will I anytime in the future. Cry or whatever all you want, it is not going to make a difference." I tell him.

For the first time in my life, I felt superior. I felt like I wasn't helpless. And I didn't feel scared.