When Our Lips Met

Mikey’s POV
We had just gotten back to Luke’s place and he was being quite awkward. He didn’t say anything the whole ride home and he has yet to speak.
“Um Luke, I think I’m going to go home. Give you some space.” I mumbled before we got to the top of his porch. I don’t know why he is being so quiet. Maybe he changed his mind about me and doesn’t want to be my friend anymore. I sighed and spun around and began walking back to my car.
“Mikey.” Luke said making me stop in my tracks. I didn’t turn around though, I just stood there and waited for him to say something.
“Just stay here, it’s late. You can stay the night.” He told me. I sighed and turned around to see him staring at me from the top of the steps. Instead of saying anything I walked up the stairs and walked right past him into his house.
“We can watch movies or just eat food or- What the fuck.” Luke mumbled cutting himself off as he flipped the light switch. I directed my attention to what Luke was looking at and saw Veronica sitting on his couch smirking at us.
“Hey boys.” She said, then got up and went over to Luke throwing her arms around his neck.
“Hey baby.” She cooed, only to be pushed away by Luke.
“What do you want?” He snapped.
“What? You’re not going to kiss and hug me and tell me how sorry you?” She asked.
“Veronica.” He growled getting angrier.
“I just wanted to come and say hello. I figured you would run and call Mikey. Are you sure you two aren’t fucking. You are together like 24/7.”
“No.” I snapped at her. She turned to me and began to smirk.
“You mean, you haven’t told him you’re in love with him.” She asked me.
“No of course not. I’m not going to tell him something that isn’t true.” I lied. Of course I liked Luke, but I’m not going to admit it to anyone. Especially this bitch.
“Oh please, I think the only one who doesn’t see it is Luke. He has always been stupid.” She laughed.
She got a look on her face that I couldn’t read, then she began to smirk and turned to Luke.
“You two are best friends right.” She asked. Both me and Luke nodded not know where this was going.
“Well, I’m sure you two tell each other everything, well besides Mikey.” She said.
“Veronica, don’t.” I warned once I figured out what she was going to tell him. Yeah it’s a long story. She walked in on me before when she was at my house because her dad and my mom unfortunately work together and had to discuss some things.
“Why not Mikey, he deserves to know.” She smirked.
“Mikey, what is she talking about?” I heard Luke ask, but I ignored him because I was too busy trying to kill veronica with my glare.
“When was the last time you saw Mikey take any of his hoodies off?” Veronica asked Luke.
“Erm, I can’t recall, why?” Luke asked Looking confused.
“When you get the chance, you might want to take a look at his arms, maybe his legs too. There’s a little surprise for you.” She explained. Before I could stop myself, my hand flew across Veronica’s face and she stood there holding her cheek glaring at me.
“You dick.” She screeched.
“How could you?” I shouted.
“He deserved to know, I mean he is your best friend. You’re supposed to trust each other.” She yelled in my face.
“I didn’t want anyone to know.” I fumed, surprised that there wasn’t steam coming out of my ears. But I’m sure my face was red.
“Well it’s too late for that, it’s already out. One day you will thank me. Now if you will excuse me I have to go ice my cheek.” She said and stomped towards the door leaving.
“Mikey.” I heard Luke whisper from behind me. I turned and saw he was looked down at me with a sympathetic look. I didn’t want him to feel bad though. He wasn’t even supposed to know. He began to walk towards me. He wasn’t looking at me though. I knew exactly what he was looking at, my arm.
I don’t want your pity.” I snapped as he grabbed my arm and began lifting my sleeve. His expression immediately changed as his eyes connected with the cuts and scars.
“Don’t.” I said, yanking my arm out of his grasp.
“But Mikey.” He sighed looking up at me.
“No Luke.” I snapped. “I do not want your pity.”
“Mikey, I want to help you.” He told me
“Don’t you get it Luke?” I asked. “I don’t want your help, I don’t want anyone’s help.” I said raising my voice. I felt bad when I looked into Luke’s eyes and saw them beginning to water.
“I sorry, I just have to go.” I choked leaving without another word. When I got into my car I punched my steering wheel, letting out a frustrating groan then I began sobbing into my hands like a big baby.
The worst part is he didn’t even come after me. I knew he didn’t care.

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