Luke Therapy • muke

Six

SOMETHING IN THE WAY - NIRVANA

It was a Monday, and that meant going back to school.

Michael groggily woke up, grumbling with every step he took towards the bathroom.

He got dressed in his clothes which happened to be a mix of dark greys and black.

He shrugged on his bag, grabbed an apple and walked out the front door, slamming it shut.

He pushed his hair back with his hands and sighed deeply.

He turned around and walked back into his house.

"You forgot that I was here, didn't you?" Luke said as he stared at Michael from his spot on the small dining table.

"Yes I did." Michael admitted. "But stay here okay? I'm going to go to school and get an enrollment form for you."

Luke nodded. "When will you be back?"

"I'll be home by three o'clock."

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School was hell.

Especially for Michael.

He was constantly teased for not having parents that loved him.

He was teased for his hair.

His tattoos.

His piercings.

His looks.

He was fed up with everything everyone was saying and took out his earphones, letting the music fill his ears.

He silently mumbled along to the songs and opened up his locker.

He found a small square piece of paper sitting on top of his books.

He picked it up and unfolded it.

Dear Mr. Clifford,

I understand that my son has been sent to help you.
Please understand that he himself is a fragile boy.
When you get home, there will be some money for both of you to spend.
Use it wisely.

Please take care of Luke for me.

- Liz

Michael stuck the note in his back pocket and pulled out his books and walked to his class.

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Lunch was terrible.

Was.

He had spent the entire day looking for Luke's friend that he sat down at the wrong table and got badly insulted by the people who sat there.

The he spotted him.

Michael threw his lunch into the nearby bin and slowly walked up to the table.

"A-are you C-calum?" He stuttered.

The boy looked up to him.

"Yes I am." He said with a small smile. "Why?"

"Luke w-wants to see you." Michael said.

Calum's eyes widened. "Wait Luke? He's here aswell? Oh my god!"

A boy with curly hair looked over to Michael.

"So you have an angel too."

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Michael led the two boys back to his house after collecting the enrollment form from the front office.

Calum and Ashton were talking about something and Michael didn't want to interrupt them, so he just kept on walking.

He pushed open his front door.

"Luke!" He yelled.

The blonde boys head popped out of the kitchen doorway.

"Hi!" He said.

Calum and Ashton took off their shoes and walked into the house.

"Oh my god, Calum!" He said as he ran up to Calum, tackling him to the floor.

"I missed you so much." He said as Calum gave a small laugh and hugged him back.

"I missed you too bud."

Michael smiled. He liked seeing Luke happy. It made him happy.

Michael threw his bag into his room.

He saw a strange black box sitting on his bed.

He picked it up, opening the lid to find money sitting on top of each other, filled to the top of the box.

His eyes widened.

"Luke! I need you!"

The younger boy hurriedly rushed up the stairs and into Michael rooms.

"What!? What's wrong? Are you okay? Are yo-" he was cut off my the box full of money in Michael's hands.

"Your mum gave it." He whispered with wide eyes.

Look shifted his eyes form the box. "My mum?"

Michael pulled the piece of paper from his back pocket and handed it to Luke.

His eyes skimmed over the paper before he viciously ripped it to tiny pieces.

"Why did she give you a note! Why not me?" Luke said angrily.

Michael paced his hand on his Luke's back and tried to sooth him.

This is what Liz means by a fragile boy.

Luke can get really jealous of things involving his family and this causes him to break down easily.

"Why did she do that Michael?" He cried.

"I'm not sure Luke." Michael replied, pulling the boy into a hug.

They fell asleep, both a with a mixture of different emotions.

But there was one that they were both feeling.

Sadness.

(They may have also been feeling an emotion new to the both of them.)

(Love.)

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A/N: 742 wordsss i winnn. Not really but hey.

I keep listening to Halsey.

She is my mother. Do not insult her.

QOTC:

Which girl/boy are you? (5sos)

AOTC:

MICHAEL AF

- mitch