Reflection ; {Larcel Fanfic} Marcel the geek/Louis the punk (BoyxBoy)

~Part 21~

"I guess he is my type."

(Louis POV)

I used my key to unlock the door to my house and I walked in.

"Mum?"

It was silent.

I haven't heard from my mum since I last talked to her. I wonder if she even processed what it was I said.

Anyways I need to know what her thoughts about it are because dispite the fact that Demi's parents say they are okay with me staying there, I feel like a burden.

I walked around and looked in my sisters' room. I sighed realizing they weren't there. But they call me everyday and it makes me feel like..they're okay.

I went to my room and looked around. This is my room, this is my home, this is my fucked up life and for once it feels like...it's getting better.

"Happy Birthday."

I flinched and flipped around on my feet. To see my mum holding a box in her hands.

"Wha--what?" I questioned.

"Happy Birthday." She repeated. Then she held the box out for me to take from her.

I scanned the box then her face then the box again.

She sighed and set it down on the floor.

"Louis..I honestly don't even know what to say. I apologize I guess."

I frowned at her. "You guess?"

She shrugged. "I told you I don't know what else to say.."

I scuffed. "Say you're sorry."

She shrugged. "Sorry? Sorry for what?"

I grabbed my head and looked away then I put my hands on my hips. I turned back and looked her in her eyes.

Her low...red...unfocused..eyes. "Are you high?"

She looked away from me. "Open your gift." She said reaching for the box and shoving it in my hands then going to sit on the edge of my bed.

I looked at her and looked down at the box in my hands. I slowly started to lift the lid and I looked inside. "A teddy bear?" I questioned looking at her.

"Look closer at it Louis." She said shaking her head a little bit.

I looked back down and examined the small blue bear then I stopped.

To my dear Louis. Thank you for everything. xx mum

I frowned and looked at her confused. "You...do you mean this?"

She nodded. "What was the last gift you ever remember me giving you?"

I looked to the side to think but nothing came to mind.

"Exactly. This is an apology and a gift. I know y-you're older and stuffed toys may not be your thing anymore but--"

I ran and dropped to my knees and hugged her. Hugged her with all my might, with all my soul, with all my heart. "But you're trying." I said to complete her sentance then I pulled away and looked at her with tears in my eyes. "Mum that's all I've ever asked for." I told her.

She sighed and craddled my cheek with her hand and I leaned my face into her fingers and blinked one last time before my tears slowly fell down my face.

"Louis, I'm sorry I have to be...high for you to understand that..I love you. I love all my children. Honey I'm sick and I need help." She lifted my face and made my eyes meet hers. "I can't do it alone."