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Lucas Kevinski

After long hours of no sleep, tears and uncontrollable pain, the sun finally raised. Everyone was woken up by loud knocks on their doors, created by Mr Paul.
Around seven, we gathered on the lobby, waiting for the bus to arrive. Matt and I kept our distance and occasionally stole few glimpses of each other. And to make things worse, the entire choir, plus school knows that today's our anniversary. Too ashamed to admit why we broke up. Or I broke up with him. The whole situation was confusing cause Matt begged me not to break up with and if remember correctly, I never used the words 'It's over', but it seemed pretty clear that Matt and Lucas is no more.

"There they are, happy anniversary" yelled Larsa and Jackson as they approached us. Jackson walked over to Matt and almost dragged him closer to me. Eventually, Matt stood next to me and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"So, last week... Jackson and I thought of giving you two a surprise for your three month anniversary" Larsa started "A hot air balloon ride" After hearing what she has for us, I glimpse at the side of Matt's face and coincidentally, he was looking at me through the corner of his eye, but when he noticed me looking, he sighed through his nose and stared at Jackson.

"The basket is beautifully decorated with flowers and a little picnic is waiting for you guys" chuckled Jackson amazed

"You don't look too excited, why?" asked Larsa as her eyes dartted between me and Matt.

"Larsa, Jackson...w...I appreciate your gift, but we're no longer... together" stuttered Matt and walked away.

"What!?" asked Larsa, earning a few looks from the other students "You two broke up on your anniversary?!" I didn't bother to answer her but walked towards the leather bench and sat on it with my elbows on my knees and face in my palm. Hearing Matt confirming that we're over, made a lump instantly grow in my throat. Eventually my hand was soaked in tears and everyone was staring and whispering/gossiping about me. Eventually the bus came and it was time to head to the stadium where we'll be performing. I comfort myself in the last seat and stared out of the window. Larsa and Jackson approach me and was followed by Matt, but when he noticed that Larsa's about to sit with me, he turned around and sat in the front seat. I tried to ignore the stabbing pain in my heart but no luck, and so I put on my headphones. Closed my eyes and leaned on the window with my head.
Finally we reached the huge stadium, everyone jumped out and headed inside but not without out VIP passes.
Everyone gathered at the stage to listen to the director of the show. Even though he spoke on a microphone, all his words was blurry. To me.

Yet again, I occasionally looked at Matt who was being entertained and kept busy by Ross. Seemingly happy and kept making jokes and stuff.

"I guess he's happy without me" I said to myself and coincidentally caught Larsa's attention.

"Are you kidding me?" she asked

"Once this show is over and time to go home, I'll have to babysit him and wipe his tears. He might seem tough in public, but he does not know how to handle a breakup in a mature way like you" she remarked

"Sure" I murmured and suddenly Mr Paul called out my name.

"Yes sir?",

"You'll be performing Hailee Steinfield's I Love Yous" announced Mr Paul

"Great, a breakup song" I murmured annoyed

"What was that?" asked Mr Paul and turned his ear to me to hear me more clear.

"Nothing sir. I'll sing the song" I nodded and pursed my lips. Mr Paul continued to give songs to sing and finally everything was arranged and we finally had time to be on our own. Larsa wanted to spend time with me, but I needed some time alone. And so I sat on the top section of the seats while scrolling on my phone. As about a half hour later, I was approached by Matt. When I was sitting alone, it was already silent, but when he came, it got awkward.

"Hi" he broke the silence and I responded with a hum.

"Lucas, please I'm begging you. Don't do this" he begged "It's our anniversary"

"Matthew, I really...don't wanna do this right now" I stuttered

"Is it really that hard to accept the fact that I used Heroin?" he asked impatiently "You called me a freak, don't you think I should be mad at you?"

I slowly started to explain why I unintentionally called him 'freak', but he still formed an argument.

"So you think I wanted to rape you?" he scoffed

"I didn't say that, why...Matt can we just take a break from each other?" I sighed with my eyes closed

"No, I don't want that" his eyes started to water up.

"Please"

"Lucas, no, don't do that. I don't wanna take a break from you" he sobbed and wiped away his tears.

"I can't argue about this right now" I scoffed and stood up then walked away.

"And if I joined rehab?" he yelled but I didn't answer him.

"Lucas!"

"Lucas!"

"Babe!"

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