The Med-Student X The Teacher(Boyxboy)

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Joey's POV 

"I want to go home." I say. Jace turns to look at me from the passenger seat of the car and Luke glances at me in the rear-view mirror. I look down at the worry stone, rubbing it with my thumb.

"Are you sure?" Luke asks. I nod.

"Yeah...It's time." I say quietly.

"When?" My brother asks. 

"Um... Tonight?" I say uncertainly, peeking up at my brother. He smiles and looks at Luke.

"What do you say to dinner with my parents tonight?" He asks taking his fiance's hand. 

"Sounds lovely." Luke says bring my brothers hand to his lips. I look down at the stone in my hand. I wish I had a love like that. I shake the thought from my head. A love like that is impossible for me. I know that thanks to the countless girls I've hooked up with. I'll always have people who want to fuck me, never any who want to grow old with me.

"Joey?" My brother's soft, gentle voice stops me from falling deeper into the darkness. I look up and see that he has a hand out to me. I take it questioningly. Jace's hand is soft except for a callous on his middle finger, where his pencil rubs while writing. He squeezes my hand reassuringly. "You'll be alright." 

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I grab the house key on my lanyard. I try to insert it but my hands are shaking to much. Luke places his hand on mine. It's rougher and bigger than my brother's, but just as gentle. He gentle pushes my hand down and raises his other. He give three quick raps to the wooden door. I look down as the door opens.

"Kids! Welcome!" Janet's peppy voice chirps. She gives Jace a hug, then Luke. I keep my eyes down knowing that Janet won't yell at me, but she's probably still angry. I feel a pat on my shoulder. I glance up to see Janet giving me a small smile. She opens her arms. I feel a sense of relief as a almost fling myself into her arms. I wrap my arms around her waist and she wraps her's securely around my shoulders. "You've left so many times already yet I still miss you so so much." She whispers. I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. She says it every time yet it still gets to me and she still means it each and every time. When the anger that caused me to leave subsides the anxiety sets in. I fear that this time it'll be to far. That they won't let me back in. That they'll put me back into the system.

"I'm starving! What's for dinner?" Luke asks once we pull apart. Janet laughs and ushers us in.

"Max is setting the table now." My heart jolts at my other mom's name. I feel a light touch on my back and look to see Jace giving me a look. Asking me if I'm alright. I nod. He nods back and gives a gentle pat to my back. 

We walk into the dinning room/kitchen and sure enough Max is there setting down plates and silverware. I feel my stomach twist. We're having a "fancy" dinner. Normally it's a grab and go eat where ever situation. Except for special occasions like holidays, guest, and serious discussions. There is no holiday and I know they don't consider Luke and Jace as guest. Normally when I decide to come back home I just sneak back in at night or when I know my moms aren't home and then we fall back into the regular routine. My therapist told me, though, that I should try talking to them this time. Which I guess Jace must have informed them about since they seem prepared. I look at Jace and he smiles giving me a reassuring pet on the nap of my neck.

"Go ahead and sit." Janet says. "I'll bring out the food. Would you like some wine or soda or water to drink?" She asks.

"I'd take some wine." I pipe up jokingly, but wilt when Max glares at me, not taking it as a joke. Janet laughs and places a hand on Max's shoulder.