His Tesoro (MxM)

Chapter 52

Stefano

16 years ago

Luke had helped me clean up and get a change of clothes, he even offered to get me food but I don't think I have the appetite to eat at the moment, so instead we both just laid down in the bed as we watched the ceiling

I still felt very sore and achy, but I couldn't complain, I just had to suck it up, even though Luke had been asking me for the past one hour if I was okay and I kept lying to him that I was, I felt like total crap
"Do you want to watch a movie"? He asked out of the blue and I just shook my head, not having the strength to say anything else

The room fell back into a comfortable silence, my mind spiralling out of control and I couldn't stop it, I didn't know any of those people that did this to me, but it seemed as if they knew me, and they had one purpose, to punish me for being gay.

I know Luke didn't tell anyone, but I can't help but wonder how they knew, maybe they guessed it
"Stop thinking about it" he whispered and I just swallowed hard, pushing the tears back, he turned to face me and I know he feels bad for what happened to me "you have to stop thinking about it, I know it's not easy but please don't let it consume you" he pleaded, his voice shaking at the end

"I'm trying" I whispered, hating how pathetic I sounded in that moment "maybe they're right, I'm a weirdo and an abomination" I whispered out croakily and that's when Luke stood up, his frame hovering over me as he looked into my eyes, his scarlet eyes looking down at me with so much warmth and sadness, causing me to look away, but he tilted my chin sideways so I was looking at him again.

"Being gay doesn't make you an abomination and it doesn't make you weird, nothing is wrong with you, they're the ones that are wrong for doing this to you, so please stop saying that" he whispered and I could see the glassy look covering his eyes, I didn't want him to cry because of me

He'd been doing that a lot tonight, I forced out a smile and nodded my head, I believe him, I trust his words, and if he says nothing is wrong with me then I believe him, because he's my best friend.
We just laid there, with him still hovering over me, his eyes left mine and landed on my lips as he swallowed, it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable, in fact I felt more comfortable with him than I've been all night.

After a while he just sighed out and relaxed back on the bed, I felt his warm hands envelop mine as he interlocked our fingers, nothing needed to be said, because his actions alone were enough comfort for me, if the whole world is against me, but Luke is with me, then that's all I need

After a while of both of us just laying there, I heard him turn and face me, looking at me intently
"Do you want me to stay over"? He asked and I shook my head, I did want him to stay, but I wanted to be alone at the same time
"Are you sure? I can just call my mom and tell her I want to stay over" he muttered and I shook my head before I turned to look at him

"Maybe tomorrow, I...I wanna be alone" I whispered and I saw hurt flash through his eyes before he gave me a weak smile and nodded, I wanted to just tell him to stay, but I really needed alone time to myself, so I could wallow in self pity and think of where everything had gone wrong for me.

"Okay, but I'll come check on you in the morning before I leave for school" he muttered and I nodded before I felt him slip his hand away from mine, I immediately missed the warmth of his hand pressed into mine, he smiled at me before he walked out of the bedroom

I laid there for another few minutes before I started feeling thirsty, I hadn't eaten anything or drank anything since lunch time at school.

I groaned when I tried to move from the bed, moving was going to be a big problem for me, especially since I'm an only child and my father doesn't exactly know what happened to me, of course he asked when he saw me limp home earlier on, but I lied to him and he kind of bought it.