Love In The Moonlight (BXB)

Chapter 10

Lyle's POV

I woke up in my bed feeling like shit. My head feels like it was hit by a bat, and my eyes are so freaking heavy that it takes me a couple of minutes before successfully opening them.

The light from the sun peeked through my blinds and curtains, illuminating my room. I loved the cool tones of my light gray walls, white floor, and my dark purple bedsheets and fluffy pillows.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned. Then, a sting of pain ran through my mouth and down my throat.

"Ah!" I hissed at the pain.

"I must've drank too much. God! It feels like I swallowed a rock or something." I mumbled hoarsely to myself and stretched my limbs. As I plopped back down to my pillow, I saw the time on my small desk clock beside my bed.

12:15 pm My eyes widened and I quickly climbed out of bed, falling in the process. I hit the floor with a thud but I quickly got up, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden. I was about to open the door, when it flew open and Mom was standing outside.

She was carrying a tray full of food and on the side was medicine for my hangover.

"Breakfast in bed?" She asked me, smiling as she put down the tray on my desk.

"That would be great mom." I answered, but my voice was so hoarse it came out breathy. I quickly placed a hand to my throat and the stinging sensation was back.

"You should eat first, then drink your medicine." She rubbed my back and ushered me to sit on the bed and eat.

As I ate my food, mom was seated on the side of my bed, digging a hole through my face and neck.

"What is it mom?" I asked her and placed down the fork. She was taken by surprise but quickly composed herself.

"Oh! It's nothing. Just finish your food and drink your medicine ok? We'll wait for you downstairs." She replied and combed my hair with her fingers. I nodded and she kissed the side of my head.

When she was almost at the door, my mind processed what she said. We. I stiffened and inhaled sharply.

"Mom? Did you just say WE?" She turned to me and smiled sheepishly.

"How many is WE, exactly?" I pressed at the question and she winced at my panicked expression.

"Ummm...2?" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Plus 3." Nope! I take it back.

With that, she left and closed the door, Leaving me with my pitiful state. I am so gonna die. Luckily I don't have school today.

I hopped out of bed and went inside my bathroom. As soon as I looked at the mirror, shocked was an understatement. WHAT THE FUCK?

My cheeks were stained with dried tears, my lips were totally bruised and my hair was everywhere. But those weren't what got my attention.

My whole neck was full of fresh hickeys and it was bruised all over. I went into panic mode and tried to recall what happened last night, but Nothing. I remembered nothing.

I groaned and ran my hands through my hair frustratedly. Fuck!

I exhaled a shaky breath, trying to calm myself down and focus on the matter at hand.

I stripped down all my clothes and got into the shower, washing away the smell of booze. I dried myself with a towel and went into my dresser, looking for the most innocent clothes.

I pulled out my light blue pajamas and wore my fluffy bunny house slippers. Hey don't judge, I like bunnies.

I got out and closed the door to my room, and inhaled deeply. You can do this. I chanted again and again and carefully walked down the stairs.