The Canyon Calls Me Home

.Broken You Found Me.

Luca's POV

Quinn led me upstairs, there was a bathroom up there next to his room. I stood in the doorway. 

"Why didn't we just go downstairs and do it. I thought you'd want to hang out with your friends?"

"I see them all the time, and besides there's something I'd like to talk to you about while I cut you hair." He led me into the bathroom and he made me stand facing the mirror. I hated to look at myself, but my mind wasn't on that right now.

"What did you want to talk about?" I watched him grab some scissors from the cabinet underneath the sink. 

"Alright." He sighed deeply and looked back at the ground before moving his gaze to me. "This is about Bert. So," he paused and turned to take my first piece of hair, "has Bert talked to you about his past, at all?"

"No, why?"

"He's been through a lot." He cut the first piece. "Is that the length you want?" It was a little longer than what I wanted, but it didn't touch my shoulders anymore, so it was fine. 

"Like what? And yeah, that's perfect."

"Has he ever told you anything about a drug addiction?"

"No, wait Bert does drugs?" I turned as Quinn was trying to take another piece. I was pissed he had never told me this before. He didn't seem like the type, I knew him well and he was so happy. I was the one who was depressed. I did shit like that. I hid that from him. I was going to tell him sooner or later but I resisted, he didn't seem like he could handle that.

Quinn sighed again. "Yeah, well, he said he quit when he met you but I found him this morning with a needle in his fucking arm so I guess he lied. " He was almost done cutting my hair. I had actually brought a few things with me in my backpack. I froze, it worried me. 

"Does he know? Did he find my shit?" Thoughts went on forever

"I wanted you to know so you could bring it up with him and so he can stop. I can't see himself hurt like that. Not like he had been."

"Like with Kate?" It seemed like those two things would connect, and the words flew out. 

"Fuck, he told you about her?"

I shook my head. "No, I listened to you guys yesterday. Who is she?"

"Bert can tell you, I'm not fit to say it." Quinn spoke like something awful had happened. "Bring it up tonight before you go to bed and he'll say everything." 

"Alright." I felt the last of my hair get cut. " I should've went to get my dye before. Dammit. "

"I can get it, where is it?"

"Laying on the top the set of drawers."

"You stay there and don't get hair on anything else." He rushed out of the room where I was alone.

I sat down at the edge of the tub and put my head on my hand. I felt miserable. The person who I had been with for months had been lying to me about his past, and I had lied to him. I guess he felt the same shitty-ness that I felt. Both of us were broken and fixed ourselves up right before we met. It was hard, some days I wanted to go back to that, that pit of horrendous behavior, and there were days that I did and just kept it secret. I kept a lot of secrets and I was hoping that tonight we could finally get rid of them. 

Quinn came back a few minutes later and gave me the dye and gloves he found along with it. 

"I'm gonna go downstairs, scream if you need anything. Also when you shower the handle likes to fuck up a lot so be careful with the hot water." He left the room and I was alone again with the mirror. 

Bert's POV

Quinn came downstairs as I came in from outside and was about to grab myself a drink. I usually stole the beers his dad kept there for when the family stayed, I put my hand around one and soon realized what I was doing and grabbed a soda. I really needed to stop drinking but that overruled me as well as drugs. 

"She's dying her hair and I thought I didn't need to be there anymore." He said, looking into the kitchen and living room. "Where did the guys go?"

"Outside," I took a sip of the drink and set it down. "I just needed a cigarette and they found a scooter out there," looking outside and pointing it out to Quinn, Jeph was riding around the driveway and Branden looked like he really wanted a go. I laughed at them. 

Quinn went out with them and I stayed back, grabbing my drink and walking upstairs. I turned the corner and jumped, Luca was standing there without clothes and dark green dye covering her head. She didn't notice me until I was in the bathroom doorway.

"Fuck!" She yelled and I laughed at her. "You almost made me shit myself, don't do that again." She blushed and realized that I was staring. "Why'd you come up here anyways? I'm almost done with this and I gotta shower and I'll be down there soon."

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You wanted to say something to me before you came up here. What was it?"

"Oh, we can talk about it later, I don't want to now."

"Alright," I went in the room and shut the door, I didn't want someone coming upstairs and seeing this. My eyes only. She was like a goddess, and I wanted to have her all to myself. 

"So," I looked for something to say, "you like it here?"

She nodded, pulling the curtain open to the shower and turning it on.  "It's like a dream." She smiled right at me, a certain feeling of love went through me. 

Oh how I wanted to tell her what happened this morning.

But I didn't want to ruin the moment.