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    [color=white][font=georgia][size=8]Seeing Lucas like that was truly indescribable. The tears streaming from his usually bright eyes and sobs that escaped his mouth struck me to the bone. I almost couldn't bear it. I wanted to say something, I truly did, but I was drawing a blank. Eventually he let go of me as he gained composure. I looked at him gingerly, unsure of what he would say. Was he embarrassed? There was no reason he should be but maybe he was. Perhaps he was scared and just needed someone. I had already pieced together that I was that someone. With a shaky voice he asked if we could go to my house. Struggling to find my own voice it took me a second to respond. "Yes. Of course. C'mon." It was a subtle answer, but I hadn't much to say. Actually I had a lot to say but currently couldn't find the voice to say it. I enveloped him in a tight hug and kissed the top of his head lightly. In a whispered voice I said, "Don't worry Luke... I'm here for you." I pulled back from the hug and looked into his frightened eyes that seemed to soften. "Shall we?" I asked, a small smile finding its way to my lips.

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    [size=25pt]☠[/size] [size=25pt]Luke Ryan Kelley[/size] [size=25pt]☠[/size]
    " i'll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn't disrespect anybody's existence "



    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px Black; overflow: auto; width: 470px; height:250px; color: black; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify; color: black; background-position: left;]I felt comfort in his short answer. I noticed the way he looked at me. He looked down at me with soft eyes. Those blue eyes I could get so lost in now seemed to draw me in more than ever. I gave a little nod when he asked with a soft voice if I was ready to go. I turned and scanned the park quickly, still no sign of her....


    I started walking down the sidewalk, not exactly caring if he was with me at this point. I was torn between desperately wanting to be alone and desperately wanting someone to be there for me. A thousand thoughts ran through my head. My dad, my mom, sister, school, knives, Colton, Colton, Colton... His blue eyes pierced my chest and I felt like I couldn't breathe when he stared. I could almost feel his warmth against my body, the familiar warmth of his arms wrapping around my body. I swallowed and licked my lips, feeling as if I immediately needed chapstick. I shoved my hands into my hoodies pockets and sighed, my feelings and thoughts floating out into the air as a white cloud.


    After an eternity of silence we arrived at the house. I walked up to the porch and shivered, ready to go into the warm house. I wouldn't mind staying out here in Colton's arms. I wanted his lips on mine, arms wrapped around me, hands pulling me closer to him to try and fill the gash in my heart that was left every day from my father. I knew my silence was probably bothering Colton but I feared breaking it, terrified that my dad will pop out of nowhere and yell at me or grab me or hurt me, or worse. I could feel my heart rate speed up and so I decided to break the tension. "Can you hurry?" It was softer than I thought, I guess I was really shaken up. I mean, I am, there is no guessing about it. I've never talked to anyone about it, that's why this time it's worse, as if every single time is flooding back to me in a title wave, drowning me with sinister laughter and hands on every part of my body. I couldn't wait to go inside and be safe.
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    [color=white][font=georgia][size=8]He walked quickly like he wanted to get away from here as quickly as possible. It was understandable. The sickening thought of Ryan running his hands down Luke's body and whispering things to hurt him crossed my mind. I tried to shake all the things from my mind. I wanted to not think. Not think of Luke desperately trying to avoid going home. Not think of Luke crying as he was violently abused. How could someone even do that to someone else? I didn't realize it but my eyes were watery. I held tears back, and looked at Luke, who walked with his head down. I followed closely behind him, wrapped up in my own thoughts. Luke was silent, which worried me, but I didn't say anything. When we finally reached my house I stood on the porch for a moment, and Luke finally spoke. "R-Right. Sorry." I said. I was about to reach for my keys in my pocket but instead looked at Luke. I couldn't hold those tears back anymore. Once one rolled down my cheek the rest followed. My voice got shaky and I sniffled before speaking. "Luke- I just- I don't know what to do. I want to be able to help you. I want you to be okay. I want you to be happy. I- I just" Even my voice conveyed the fact that I was crying. I choked for a moment, and looked at him. I wasn't making him any better. Me acting up like this was just making him feel worse. I wanted to take back my stumbling words, force myself to hold back the tears, but it was too late now. Stepping forward I hugged him tightly, my body shook slightly every time I would stop crying for a moment. It was an overwhelming feeling. My heart raced, my breath was shortened, and I felt like I couldn't control my body. I let my head fall to his shoulder and whispered breathlessly, "I'm sorry Lucas. I'm so sorry."


    [size=25pt]☠[/size] [size=25pt]Luke Ryan Kelley[/size] [size=25pt]☠[/size]
    " i'll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn't disrespect anybody's existence "



    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px Black; overflow: auto; width: 470px; height:250px; color: black; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify; color: black; background-position: left;][size=9pt]I sighed, watching everything but Colton but my attention snapped to him when I heard some sort of choking sound. I knew exactly what it was without having to look up. When I looked at his face I almost lost it. He looked like a mess then he stumbled on his words, them being said in a shaky, almost desperate, tone. Before I could do anything he wrapped his arms around me once again. I brought mine up to wrap around him as well, hands on his shoulder blades. I felt like I couldn't make a sound so I tried my best to breath hard but quietly. It ended up making me more winded than I already was.


    "Don't apologize...it wasn't your fault." I whispered back to him in a weak voice myself. I held him tighter, not wanting to ever let him go. "I just want to go inside." I finally said, "can we just lay together and relax? Maybe watch something, please?" I sighed and slowly let my grip loosen, letting my arms return to my sides. I could almost feel my dad's hands holding my hips, holding me down. I shivered and goose bumps shot up my arms. I felt cold and weak. I didn't have the energy to do anything. I just wanted to lay with him, in his arms. I wanted to sleep or get my mind off of things. I honestly just wanted to do anything, but nothing at the same time.
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    We ran up the stairs, as fast as our feet could carry us. My mom was home and when we entered she greeted us. However we totally disregarded her and ran up the stairs. It felt like an eternity until we got to my room. I felt kind of bad for ignoring my mom but Luke was more important right now. I plopped on my bed and he followed. I stared at the ceiling, my heart still pounding. I so desperately wanted him to be happy. I wanted him to feel safe. The silence was slightly eerie. It was a terrible silence that ate away at me. I wanted to say something, but what could I say? After a moment I sat up and looked down at him. "Hey. Want to make something? We could make smoothies or bake cupcakes or... Do you feel like doing anything?" Damn. I was making things pretty awkward. I sighed and locked eyes with him. I still felt terrible for what happened. I mean, it wasn't like I could do anything about what happened in the past but I wish I could.

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    [size=25pt]☠[/size] [size=25pt]Luke Ryan Kelley[/size] [size=25pt]☠[/size]
    " i'll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn't disrespect anybody's existence "



    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px Black; overflow: auto; width: 470px; height:250px; color: black; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify; color: black; background-position: left;][size=9pt]I raced upstairs, heart pounding. I heard Mal say hi or something but I didn't turn and look or say anything. I think I made a soft agreeing noise but I'm not even sure. We just kept on running up the stairs until we made it to his room where we both collapsed on the bed.


    He looked at me, a little confused. I just stared back, blank. As blank as I could look at least. I probably looked like I just got hit by a truck. That's how I felt. I felt so tired and weak, like I couldn't move. I just wanted to curl up and die. I looked at him a little more edgy when he suggested we do something, but then he mentioned smoothies and cupcakes. They both sounded good but I didn't have the energy to do anything. I just shrugged, not feeling like I could speak. I knew I could but I feel like if I spoke I would get a slap across my mouth and on my rear from my dad, telling me to be quiet and just be a "good boy" for him until he's done. "I don't really want to do anything Colton..." I flinched a little when I thought I saw Colton move, but realized that maybe he didn't. I turned on my side to look at him and moved over, almost touching him. I brought his arm out and lied my head on it, putting my arm on his stomach. I moved closer, my chest touching his side. I could automatically feel his warmth against me and almost wanted to get closer. I knew it was impossible though, unless I got inside him, which didn't sound too bad but right now it wasn't the best idea to calm the thoughts of my dad going inside me.


    After what felt like an eternity I moved my head to look at him in the face. "I guess we can do something. I just don't want to do much that's all. Also give me a lot of hugs while we do whatever. And food. And don't remind me of-" I cut myself off, not wanting to finish that sentence, so I didn't. I just shook my head and sat up, sliding off of his bed. I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands, still feeling terrible. I wanted to do something, I know that it would get my mind off of what happened, what's been happening.
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    HEEEEY SORRY I EDITED MY POST cx

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