Why does it have to be him? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 11

Sam POV

"Sam Michaelson, I love you."

My breath was caught in my throat. Tears stung my eyes. What was he saying? He loves me? No. He's just confused. He doesn't love me.

"That's right, no one loves you. You're worthless, weak, a freak!"

My body started to tremble. I pulled my hands from Mark and wrapped myself in them. My eyes still locked with his.

"Sam? What's wrong?" Mark whispered, worry dipped with each word.

I lift my hand from my side and placed it on his. My thumb rubbing small circles on his firm, strong hand. "Why?" I mumbled.

"What?"

"Why? Why do you love me? I'm nothing. I worthless piece of shit. I'm weak and pathetic. I can't even save myself from bullies. Why? Why me?" I gushed out, now tears rolled over my cheeks and meeting his palms.

"I'm a freak, a fag" I whispered under my breath lowering my head. Not wanting to meet his gaze as he stayed quiet.

After a moment of silence, I lifted my head and peeked at his face.

My eyes widen in shock and worry as I stared at an angry Mark. His eyebrows furrowed together and his soft smile harden into a frown.

"Why would you think that?" His voice was hard and cold. I shivered under his cold gaze.

"Because it's true." I said

"That is not true. Don't let those jackasses get into your head. You are beautiful. Just ignore them." He said soften his voice so it was as sweet as honey. I could feel myself melt at the sound of his voice.

"But...b-but-" I started but was cut off by Mark pulling me into his lap. He cradled me in his arms with my head against his chest.

His loud lumping heart, beat in a perfect rhythm as I slowly relaxed to his touch.

"I'm sorry. It's hard." I whispered against his chest.

I felt him nod as his hand rubbed my back. "I know. I know."

"It's just with my mother it's hard to keep her from trouble and the stress that she gives me and then I have to put up with Jack and his shit. How can I be happy that my whole world is slowly falling?" I said, tears spilling out and soaking his shirt.

I felt like a baby, being rocked in his strong and safe arms. I really am pathetic, but right now I will let it go because I felt truly safe and loved.

But there was a voice in the back of my mind that kept saying that it won't last. He will hurt me, but I ignored it. I just care about the now.

Mark started to hum, rocking back and forth while he rubbed my back. His touch soothes me so much it scares me.

I found myself slowly fading into darkness of the peaceful sleep. My breath evened and the last thing I heard made me smile. Finally closing my eyes embracing the warmth of sleep..........

"I love you so much, Sam. Don't ever forget that."

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The song is 'Fix you' by Coldplay.
I thought it fit perfectly with this chapter.
I hope you enjoyed ~<3