Couldn't Be More Different (Cashton/Muke)

Chapter 14

Luke's p.o.v

Tonight was our last football game of the season. We were competing against our biggest rivals. We need to win. I need this win. I am quitting sports after this game. I want to focus on music. It will be easier to do if we don't lose. Who am I kidding though? My parents are going to fucking kill me. Especially when they find out I am doing the talent show. I walked into the cafeteria and bought my food. I then sat at a table with Ethan, Ashton, Calum and Michael. Ethan did not want to sit with Michael or Calum. I stood up for myself and he grabbed my wrist digging his nails into my skin. I looked over hoping that nobody saw it happen. I deserve it for talking back to him. I should know better. Ashton was nervous and excited about tonight. He told us recently about how he is doing in school and that he needs the football scholarship. He thinks football is the only option he has in life. He is good at the drums but his family is also pressuring him into sports. Hey that's one thing we have in common.

Michael's p.o.v

Ashton, Calum and I were sitting at a table waiting for Luke and his pathetic boyfriend Ethan. We waited a few minutes and saw them walk into the cafeteria. They got into line to get their food. It looked like they were arguing over something. I have been paying attention to the way Ethan treats Luke. He is an abusive manipulating asshole. The reason I could tell so easily is because I live with one. I will need to talk to him alone when I have the chance. When they arrived at the table I glared at Ethan. He glared back at me and then started eating. 

Luke: So I think after the game tonight I am quitting sports.

Ethan spit out his drink and looked at Luke.

Ethan: You are what?

Luke: I am not playing football anymore. Sports just isn't what I want to do. I want to play guitar and sing.

Ethan: But you are a Hemmings! You are letting down your family!

Luke: Ethan not here please!

Ethan: You're right let's go now!

Ethan grabbed Luke's wrist and pulled him out of the cafeteria. I got up and said I was going to the bathroom. I was really going to follow them. I followed them down a hallway that had nobody in it and hid behind a trash can

Ethan: I told you taking that music class was not a good idea! You are a piece of shit! Why do you never listen to me?

Luke: I-i'm sorry.

Ethan: Yeah sure you are fucking sorry! You always say that.

I peaked my head up and saw Ethan hitting Luke. He then grabbed his wrist. I looked and saw cuts all over them. Some were old, healing and new. There were a lot of new ones.

Ethan: So what? You are a freak that cuts himself for attention?

Luke: Just let go you are hurting me!

Ethan: No Luke! You are lucky I am not breaking up with you! You deserve nothing!

He pushed him to the ground and walked away. Once Ethan was gone I looked over at Luke. He was sitting on the floor crying. I got up from my hiding spot and walked over to him. He was shocked and scared to see me there. I sat down beside him with my back leaning against the wall. I just grabbed him and hugged him while he cried into my chest.

Luke: How much of that did you see?

Michael: Luke I have been seeing it since the day we met.

Luke: What do I do?

Michael: Luke you need to leave him.

Luke: I can't Mikey. If I do I will have no one that loves me.

Michael: Luke that isn't love. 

We sat on the ground for 5 more minutes before getting up and going back to the cafeteria.

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Ashton's p.o.v

It was 6 PM. The game starts in and hour so we were on the field practicing. I was wondering if or when Luke was going tell the team or my dad that he was quitting. 

Luke: Ok everyone gather around. So I have thought about it for a while and this will be my last football game.

Everyone: What?

Luke: I want to do something I actually enjoy.

Teammate: Like what fucking your boyfriend?

The team laughed while my dad told them to stop.

Luke: No. I want to be a musician.

Tom: Luke let's talk.

Luke: Ok.

Luke's p.o.v

I walked over to the coach and began talking.

Luke: Are you mad that I am quitting?

Tom: No. Luke our families are very close. I even see you as one of my own children. I know football is this big thing in your family. If you really hate it that much just don't do it. Your family will be mad for a while but they will get over it eventually.

Luke: Thanks coach.

Ashton's p.o.v

I listened to the entire conversation my dad had with Luke. I could feel the jealousy and hate I had for Luke before we were friends. My dad has always treated Luke better then he treats me. That's probably never going to change. If I told my dad that I wanted to play the drums instead of get a football scholarship he wouldn't let me. The only reason I am allowed to do the talent show is because I am now in that class and Luke. I calmed down and went back to the locker room with the team. The other team arrived and everyone was going to the bleachers. We did all of our pre-game stuff and then headed to the field. Everyone was prepared to beat the other team!

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We were almost finished the game. Right now we were tied with the other team. We have one more shot. Luke was receiving the ball this time. I was feeling dizzy and lightheaded. I just want to get this game over with. We got in our position and Luke received the ball. We started running as he threw it. While others were tackling or getting tackled I caught the ball. I started running as fast as I could to the other side of the field. I was almost there and a player from the other team came running at me. Ethan tackled him as I continued running. I got to the other side scoring a touchdown. My teammates ran over to me cheering my name. Our whole school was cheering. The next thing I new my vision was getting blurry and I fainted.