forum London Panic // 3/3 // CLOSED

Started June 19, 2019 by Deleted user

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Lucas glanced up over at Aaron. "Lovely. Any more rumors about tragic backstories and stuff?" He often joked about that one to sort of hide the fact that a lot of the rumors weren't too far off for him.

"There's actually a lot this week, one says we all were strippers at a gay strip club because we were broke and that's where we met," Aaron said while laughing, sitting on the sofa instead of laying down on it. "Adding into that, our manager was also apparently the manager at the club."

Lucas smirked and laughed quietly. "Nice. Everyone still thinks I'm mute, so we've got that going on." He tapped his fingers on the table a bit.

"Do you want to tell the internet that you're not mute?" Aaron asked, glancing at Lucas with a smile still on his face. "Also, should we add some fuel to the rumors or no?"

"I don't mind the mute thing, honestly. What kind of fuel are you wanting to add?" Lucas stood and went over to Aaron, glancing at the other's phone.

Aaron didn't mind, shrugging lightly. "I don't know–" He tilted his head back to look at Lucas. "–what should I do?"

Lucas shrugged as well. "Maybe say that like… one of our mothers has cancer or some shit, I dunno. I've never really tried to spread rumors before."

"Not what I meant but sure," Aaron replied. "Also, whose mother is going to have cancer? By the way, spreading rumors can be fun sometimes."

"You can say mine, if you want. We know for sure that isn't true. She's kinda dead, so…" Lucas muttered, watching Aaron's screen. He couldn't remember whether he'd actually mentioned this fact before or not.

Aaron looked a bit surprised, looking at Lucas a bit worriedly. "Why didn't you tell us about it before?" He asked, closing his phone and facing the other so he didn't have to lean his head back.

"Oh… well, she's been dead for ten years. I didn't figure it was that important for you guys to know…" He turned his eyes away nervously.

"Lucas…" Aaron mumbled, pouting and glaring a bit at Lucas (which makes him look very cute but he doesn't know that). "That doesn't mean it's not important, everything about you is important and you shouldn't hide anything from us." He added on. "Unless you did something really bad."

"I-I didn't do anything bad! Not to my mother… she was killed. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I was only nine, after all." He shied away from Aaron's glare, rubbing his arm a bit.

Aaron kept glaring at Lucas, crossing his arms now. "Lucas, you need to tell us stuff like this, okay? I don't want to talk about a sensitive topic and make you upset," He said. "Is there anything else we need to know?"

"I… um… I had a twin brother named Claus. H-He died too… also when I was nine." Lucas folded his arms tightly over his own chest, feeling self conscious.

Aaron sighed, getting up and holding his arms out. "Can I give you a hug?" He asked, feeling bad for Lucas.

"I-I guess so…" Lucas hugged Aaron. "And my dad, um… He's still alive, but I'd honestly probably be better off if he wasn't…" It's pretty horrible to basically want him dead, but he wants me dead too…

Aaron wrapped his arms around Lucas, nodding in understanding. "Let me guess, he's abusive, isn't he?" He mumbled, trying his best not to hug him too tight.

Lucas remained silent, which confirmed Aaron's already basically rhetorical question. He held on a little tighter to the other. "I'm sorry…"

"Well, at least your family is close by," Damian said suddenly. "Mine's all the way in Britain. Although I think they're on holiday in Ireland right now. Kinda wish I was with them."

"Kinda wish my dad would just go to Ireland or something, but I wouldn't wish that upon your parents. He's not a pleasant man."

"They don't live there," He laughed. "Just visiting. But heaven forbid you send him to Scotland. If Gramma finds him…" He made the motion of slitting his throat.

Lucas smiled weakly. "Maybe I should send him there, then. Someone needs to stand up to him and I sure as hell can't." He folded his arms tightly over his chest again, ignoring the twinging of the bruises underneath.

"Do you want to live with me?" Aaron asked, standing up and leaning against the wall now.

"W-What?" Lucas looked over at Aaron, surprised. "I… I really shouldn't burden you like that… I wouldn't want to be any trouble or anything…"