double reflection (#Wattys2016)

men

 EDITED 4.9.16

"So you want this on or off?" I asked Luc. He tapped his chin, "Let's keep it on, we don't want to miss what happens later."

I nodded against his chest, "Alright. But I still don't understand why you're watching The Proposal with me."

Luc kissed the top of my head, and whispered, "Because that's what a good boyfriend does. A really good boyfriend."

I looked up at him, curiously, "Is that suppose to gain you points?"

Luc laughed, his smile brilliant in the darkness of the house, "Maybe."

I smiled, and stared at the TV screen. It was on those reveal scenes, the crush of the leading lady turned out to be gay. Her face stood shock, but it wiped into terror as her friend swiveled the car. Then her friend and her boyfriend, who was also in the car, got romantic.

Usually I would shrink in disgust, but then I would be a hypocrite. After all, I'm sure I was the one who placed a kiss, for the first time on my boyfriend. I snuggled deeper in Luc's chest. Mom was right, I was happy.

A kiss on my nose snapped me out of my thinking, "Why you so smiley?"

I shrugged, "I just really really like you, that's all."

His eyebrows raised up, "Oh I forgot. I'm sure you mentioned it yesterday, and I forgot to tell you."

My forehead creased in confusion, "Tell me-"

He kissed me with force that left my breath to pause and savor the moment, he pulled away. "I really really really like you too."

I gave him a smile, and I was just about to reply when a beep came from my phone. I reached over, confused and made a grab for my phone.

Mom: I'm coming home. Be there in 10.

My fingers typed up a reply before placing it back on the table. Luc curiously over my shoulder, "Who's that?"

"Mom," I told him, looking him in the eyes, "She's coming home. Wanna stay a little longer, you can meet her?"

His eyes showed nervousness and a bit vulnerability, "You think she'd like me? I mean I'm not exactly the greatest influence and I don't have exemplary grades."

I laughed, poking his cheek, "I think she'll love you. After all I told her that you were my current happy machine."

He eyed me, strangely, "Current?"

I nodded, happily. He leaned forward and tapped my nose, "My new goal is to make that word change to permanent." My breathe caught in my throat. Is he suggesting what I think he's suggesting?

I slid off the couch, rubbing my temple. "Luc, I have to tell you something first. I accepted that I do care for you but you need to respond after I tell you about my past. It's not exactly clean and just in the past, it's following into my present. My mom's and mine are tied to our past, and I need you to promise me not to tell anyone. Last time, I said that it didn't do me or my mom any good."

Luc slid off the couch too, and took my hands. "I promise." His eyes shined with sincerity and I started before I could stop myself.

"Dad was apart of a gang. He did it for money and he had to do a lot of jobs. That included selling drugs and on some matters making a person disappear. Dad was in for the dangerous life and Mom knew that. Mom supported him and when the gang would come over, she would hide me. But one day, I came out. I revealed myself as Mom and Dad's child, and that was my first mistake. The gang could use my existence as a advantage to make my dad do even more immoral stuff. It went on for a few years, but my dad refused to do one job. It was to drug a girl about my age at the time and bring her to the gang for torment. Dad revolted in doing his assignment, and things turned for a time of the worse." I told him, a tear sliding out. I wiped it away quickly, refusing to look Luc in the eyes.