Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth. ~Marcus Aurelius
Luke's POV
My mind had returned to me eventually, leaving only a brief idea of what happened before, but the moment had passed. There was nothing to do now.
I sat next to Michael and Ashton, Calum on the other side of Ashton, on the bleachers. They were a cold metal that was very familiar. And I bet I was not the only one who thought this.
"Feels like forever since I've been here," Michael said. "Can't tell if I miss it or not."
I nodded my head in agreement. So many fights, so many make-ups. So much happened right where we were sitting. I should have kept my mouth shut, but I did not think about my actions.
"I first spoke to you here," I recalled. "You really did not like me."
"You're right, I didn't." Michael replied. "And Dallas hit you here."
"And you fought with a couple of my friends here. Perry and Nina."
"And there was every single practice we both attended."
"I almost walked into traffic."
"You sure did cry a lot."
"Yeah I know." I sighed. "You never really cry all that much. At least, not as much as I do."
"You say it like that means I have no emotions." Michael said, turning his head to me.
"No, I'm just pointing it out." I replied. I looked out onto the field. The bright lights were all the same as I remembered.
I felt as if I was constantly trying to figure myself out. To discover what I was doing with this situation I got myself in.
But what happens afterwards?
When I figure all this out, and I'm finally better - if I ever am - what do I do then? Nothing will ever be the same as it was a few months ago. And I feel that is what I dread the most. I just need my parents to get along, I need my relationship with Michael to be like it was back then. I need everything to go back to the way it was.
But wishes never come true.
Looking around me, everyone looked lost in deep thought. But that was all they ever were. Lost.
I appreciated everyone's efforts to help me. But I felt as now I was just being more trouble then I was truly worth. And I knew that was exactly what was to happen. I went from happy, to sad, to nothing and now to miserable. And in such a short span of time, too. I did not even think it was possible. But of course, I'm constantly being proved wrong.
Maybe that was my hope, I was always wrong so if I believed there was nothing for me, I would be wrong.
If only I could tell the future. Then everything would be so much easier.
"Michael..?" I said quietly, scooting slightly closer to him. He turned his head to me, and raised his eyebrows in response. "What do you think of me?"
Michael instantly looked confused, expected, he spoke. "What do you mean?"
"I mean.." I took a deep breath. "Do you still care about me?"
"More than anything in the world." Michael replied.
"Do you still love me?" I asked, I practically choked on the question. After all, I was fearing a no.
"Of course I still do." Michael said, proving me wrong as always. He looked confused and shook his head slowly. "Why are you asking all of this?"
"Just wondering." I replied, shrugging.
"Luke, you don't just wonder if I still care and if I still love you." Michael said. "Something makes you think that I wouldn't, now what is it?"
"I just feel like I've been troublesome." I muttered.
"You're not troublesome, I wouldn't say that at least." Michael said. "You're just, a lot of work, but that's not your fault. And I agreed to help you every step of the way."
I smiled in response and Michael returned the gesture. I left it at that though. I was too much work for Michael, I knew that better than anyone else. I turned and continued watching what was going on. Ashton and Calum seemed totally engulfed in the whole concept of what was going on, and by the way the girls kept looking towards them, it was much appreciated.
"Um..H-Hey guys." We turned our heads to see Sonya shyly smiling at us. "I didn't expect to see you here, do you mind if I sit?"
"No, not at all." Ashton smiled as he patted the space between Ashton and I. Sonya swung her leg over the seat and sat down next to me, she smiled at me.
"I wanted to talk to you," She said. I raised my eyebrows in response. "In private, of course, but that can wait until later. I feel as if we might as well finish watching the game, yeah?" I nodded my head in response. Wondering what Sonya would want to talk in private with me. It's not like we were extremely close, but it was something important.
Although, throughout the game, Sonya looked almost saddened. This fact led me to believe that I needed to hear what she had to say, for she did not want to tell me otherwise. It gave me a sense of worry but honestly, what else could go wrong in my life? I've already lost a sense of who I am, I've become a bother to those I'm around. What could possibly get worse than this?
Eventually the game did end, and Sonya confirmed with Michael that she would only be borrowing me for a minute.
"I don't want to tell you this, Luke.." Sonya said quietly.
"I thought as much." I replied, I had already seen it coming. Although, I had no idea what it would be.
"Dallas is over here, come on." Sonya said, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me off to the side, where we were out of Michael, Calum and Ashton's vision. Dallas was standing right where Sonya had guided me too, he almost looked sad too.
He smiled slightly. "Hi Luke."
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