Never have I ever

Chapter Three

As soon as we entered the house, I tried to get to my room un the back of the house, but my mother stopped me. "Why didn't you tell me you were gay? Did you think I would love you any less or abandon you? I could have been there for you", she whined.

"You think I didn't have a reason to be scared to be abandoned or hated by you? You really think that? After all that you said and did to dad? You destroyed his life! You destroyed him! Because of you I don't have a father anymore. He killed himself because of you! You dragged him to court, took all him money and made his parents hate him! And all of that because he was gay!", I screamed with tears running down my face.

I couldn't look at her anymore, so I ran to my room, locked it and hid under the blanket and just let all emotions out. I couldn't breath out of anger. She was my mother and I should love her, but she didn't get it. She didn't understand the fear of being hated for who you are. And especially watching your father slowly be destroyed by your own mother, just because he is different, but still exactly like you in that way.

I must have fallen asleep, because I was woken up by the sunlight shining through the window. It was the second day of holiday break and I already had enough. At least school would be a distraction from the misery that is my life. I took my phone and went on Instagram. Apparently, my former classmates heard about Cindy's passing and thanks to Mack also about Nick being take into custody. Now everyone was conspiring about what happed that night.

After finally getting out of bed, I went to the kitchen took an apple and got on my way to the police station. As soon as I could see it I started running and only stopped at the door, to try to breath normally again. And when I finally was able to stand upright and talk again, I went in.

I had to wait a bit at the front desk and when there finally was someone I could talk to, I asked if it was possible to speak to Nick Herondale. And I couldn't believe my ears when the policeman said "Yes"

I was brought into a poorly lighted room with no windows. The walls, the floor and the ceiling were painted in a boring, dirty grey and there only was a table, with chairs on two sides of it, in the middle of the room.

I sat down and when Nick was finally brought in I fell into his arms. We were left alone, because Nick was just a suspect and not charged with anything yet.

"How are you? You look tired. Is there anything I can do for you?", I got all excited. "Babe, chill. I'm okay, don't worry. I'm doing it all for you. And you're worth every second I'm in here and I would do anything to be with you", he whispered whilst kissing me.

"How are you doing it all for me?", I got confused and pushed him away a bit, so I could look him in the eyes properly. "If it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't lie about murder. I probably wouldn't even be in the position where I have to lie about it", he explained quietly, with a huge grin on his face.

I backed away. "What do you mean with you have to lie about murder?" "I mean I gave her an overdose. You have to understand that she would have never accepted us as a couple. And you know Cindy was with gossip", he said nearly silently, but with a lot of pressure on his voice.

I couldn't see the handsome lovely guy I fell in love with anymore, only a murderous psychopath who used me as an excuse to kill. "I want to leave now", I said loudly so the police would take Nick away again and let me go.

I breathed heavily, but still felt like I was suffocating. I slowly went out of the police station, staring right ahead. I walked, not knowing where I would end up. Even though I was looking where I was going, I didn't really see.

Suddenly someone grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me back. I woke up from my trance, because of the shock, and realised that I nearly walked into a tree. I turned around to look into my saviours' eyes and I would probably recognise these shining blue eyes everywhere. Without saying anything I hugged him and just started crying.

He didn't even ask what happened. He just held me, and I cried into his chest. "Do you want to sit down?", he whispered. I nodded slightly and just let myself fall against the tree and slid down until I sat on the floor.

Luke took a seat next to me and put his arm around me, so I could hide from the world again. It was a while until I stopped sobbing and was able to speak again.

"He did it", I whispered over and over again. Luke looked at me with his eyes wide open. His shocked expression made me shut up. "What did you just say?", he asked with a pressed voice. Because I didn't answer he asked again: "Daniel, tell me what you just said!" "He did it. Nick killed Cindy", I said, scared of Luke's reaction.

I looked at him. I noticed his clenched jaw, the anger in his eyes, but despite of what I thought would happen, he hugged me. "Are you okay? This must have been hard to hear", he breathed in my ear.

"You don't know how much better you make it right now", I mumbled. I pressed myself against his chest and I didn't want to let go off him. "Thank you for being here for me. I couldn't have asked for a better friend", I cried. I felt him giggle slightly and a light kiss on my head.

He put his arm around my shoulder and said: "Come on, let's go somewhere else." After discussing for a couple of minutes and a tickle attack on me, we decided on going to the little ice café in the centre of town.

We sat down on a table in front of the café and I ordered an iced coffee and Luke ordered three scoops of chocolate ice cream.

We sat down and started talking about school and where we planned on going next year. Thinking back at it, it was a bit weird that we never talked about it before, even though we knew each other for more than a year. But this whole situation in general was strange. I mean, half an hour ago I found out my boyfriend killed someone and now I'm sitting here just talking and laughing.

I trusted Luke. I didn't know why, but I did. And it felt good to be able to just say everything you wanted off your chest for so long. Keeping secrets to yourself for such a long time gets exhausting after a while.

This was the best day I had in a long time and as I laid in my bed that evening I couldn't stop smiling. I didn't know why, but I was just happy. I just forgot everything that happened the last day and focussed on that wonderful day I just had.