That smile he shows just for me

Chapter 20

I didn't go to school on Friday. The day passed by rather fast, me laying in bed doing absolutely nothing other than sleep.
Lukas tried calling me but I didn't answer. He needs to focus on school.
Justin won't be back till late tonight. Or if there's a party after the game he'll be home sometime tomorrow afternoon.
So I have a lot of time to myself.
Which I'm both glad and scared about.
Sometimes I don't want to be around anyone. Other times I can't stand being physically alone. But I go to the living room and turn on the tv so that it wasn't so quiet.
I look around. I haven't seen my mom in a while. I wonder if she got on one of her escapades.
I hope she comes home soon. I worry when she's gone. I know Justin does too.
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The night passes rather fast and 8:am rolls around. I can't seem to move off of my laying position on the couch. Though I really need to pee.
Suddenly there's a knock on the door. And of course I already know who it is.
"Hey."
"Hey." He smiles. "I havent heard from you."
"I know."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah."
"Please talk to me." He begs.
I let him into the house and we sat on the couch. Rather close may I add.
"Who's hurting you at school? I swear I'll make it better."
Tears well up into my eyes. "You can't."
"Well I can't if you don't tell me what's going on."
I laugh at that. But decide, maybe, I could tell him.
"This- this guy at school. He's been like harassing me and stuff."
"What do you mean?"
"He's just- I don't know."
"Who?"
"Mike."
He thinks for a moment. "Showmen?"
"Yeah."
We sit quite for a bit.
"What does he do?"
I look over at him. His face is scrunched up in worry.
"Just- calls me names and stuff. And uh-" I clear my throat.
"What?" Lukas asks.
"Something really bad happened Lukas."
"Gray. What did he do?" He looks pissed.
I start crying and I know that it won't stop. "He- he made me have sex with-with him in the sch-school bathroom and and and -" I lose my breath and words escape my mind but Lukas understood.
He always understands.
He places his hand on my head, not moving as to not freak me out.
And I coil myself into him.
And he holds me. And pets my head like he does.
And I'm pretty sure he's crying too.
But all I can hear is my own crying.
But Lukas doesn't leave me. He stays right there.
For the rest of the day.
And as night comes around, he walks me to bed and tucks me in and sits by my head to pet my hair.
And I fall asleep that night.
But I know when tomorrow comes around, I'll have to explain more.