Heal my Heart

Chapter 12 - West Ham

Two years later, Grizz was now a successful football player. Pretty popular with his three buddies, he was finally gonna get out of high school. The school trip, prom and bye bye West Ham.

His father was still in the same state as two years before, but Grizz wasn't bothered by it anymore. It felt so great to finally be free from all the beatings, fear and pain that Grizz was really happy. Of course, he wanted his father to wake up and visited him every two days but the situation wasn't so bad after all...

There was just one thing that bothered him : Sam. He could sense that his feelings for the deaf young man were constantly growing even if they didn't talk to each other anymore. Sam had his friends and he had the football team. He sometimes just watched Sam from afar, a wide idiotic smile on his face.

He knew he wasn't interested in girls anymore but couldn't bring himself to tell Luke the truth. He knew his friend was tolerant and open-minded but he didn't want him to look at him differently. He needed this stability in his life and Luke was a real anchor for Grizz.

He hadn't had any power incident for a few years now. Whenever he didn't feel comfortable with all the feelings surrounding him, Luke and him would find a way out, breathe some fresh air. He sometimes tried to take in his father's pain but he couldn't feel anything coming from his lifeless body.

However, Luke often came to him to heal quarterback injuries.

"Man, you have to be more careful on the field... I'm not some fucking hot nurse, you know?"

"Oh come on, I know you love healing me ! Hahaha"

"Mmh... just be careful, there is just so much I can take, you know it."

"Yeah, I know, sorry... How's your heart by the way ?"

"Well I take heavy medication when we have football practice but there are secondary effects. It hurts a bit sometimes and I have to be more careful in a regular basis."

"Are you sure, it's a good thing for you to still play football?"

"I still play cause I can be with you guys and I know that's what my dad would have wanted me to do, so...It's not because he's in a coma at the hospital that I can't make him proud of me."

"I'm sorry, Grizz but you know I can't understand your sudden forgiveness. Your father, coma or not, is still a bastard in my eyes. He hit you, insulted you and even tried to kill you with him...I'm not sure you should put your health at risk just to make this bastard proud or anything..."

"Luke. He's still my father and I love him, okay ? He's in a coma, so try to respect him for once. And, please, respect my choices, without insulting my dad."

"Alright, sorry, man." Luke apologized.

"It's fine, he was a bastard after all." he said, smiling to his friend.

"Hey guys !" Clark and Jason called as they jogged up to Luke and Grizz's level.

"Hey" they answered.

"Wanna smoke a bit?" asked Jason.

"Hey ! Be careful with your lighter, man !"

"All right, last one for a week. We don't wanna start a forest fire." Grizz said.

"Hey. What's that ?" asked Luke.

"Graffiti" Clark said.

"Yeah I know it's graffiti, man. But when was the last time you guys saw graffiti in this town?"

"It's the writing on the wall." Grizz suddenly said, looking carefully at the writing.

Everything went down from there.