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'I need to hit the gym…' I thought, looking in the mirror. For some reason, everything I saw in the mirror had a flaw.
My freckles looked dull, but still not dull enough to be gone so it was in the 'awkwardly between' phase, which was annoying me. Why couldn't my freckles be either there or not there? If they were deciding to fade, why couldn't they fade completely, and if they wanted to stay, why are they not making themselves vibrant? I felt like not even his freckles themselves knew the answer to that one. Count your life decisions freckles. I'm 16, make up your minds NOW.
My double chin was as prominent as ever. I knew I was a chubby kid, okay well, it was no secret I'm always the fat kid. I looked down at my gut and sighed as I poked it. The soft flesh just sank in and fluffed back out. My arms are flabby, and my legs are chubby.
My blonde hair was looking like it was brown with how golden wheat it was. It was just like my freckles, it couldn't decide what it wanted to be and/or become as I older and moved out of puberty.
And all my clothes couldn't hide my fatness or make me look taller to match my boyfriend's height.
'Damnit.' I'm in distress, okay! 'What if he leaves? Who wouldn't? Look at my fatass.'
"Mike? Your date's here." I whipped around, embarrassed to be caught with my shirt tucked under my chins and tapping my stomach and holding it in for a couple of seconds, only to let it go and sigh. I looked up, causing my shirt to drop down awkwardly, at my older brother, Leo.
Leo was an 18 years old guy who just graduated high school. He had black, chin length hair, and blue eyes similar to mine, except they were soft and baby blues whilst Leo's were sharp and collected like strong ice.
I would've thought my all-traditional brother would be offended by my sex choice and rat me out to father, but surprisingly, no. Leo was supportive and still is. He helps even helps me hide it.
"Uh, erm, Cool. Thanks bro!" Getting ready to get caught with it, I was about to run out that door, unfortunately, Leo was keen. Leo stopped me by throwing his arm around me and stopping me before I could leave the bedroom door. I was eye to eye with my big brother who had to bend down to do this.
"Also, don't look at yourself like that. You're better than that."
"Um... I won't." I averted eye contact but I felt and calm and confident hand on my shoulder.
"In fact, you look pretty good. Go, I know I'm holding you up." He smirked and I rolled my eyes jokingly as I knew Leo was realizing how 'mother hen' like he was acting. But he was also acting like a good older brother too.
"Be safe!"
"I will mother!" I gave one last, joking, call to my older bro as I went to the front door of the apartment and Leo went to our shared bedroom to leave me alone with my date upon leave.
And there before young Michelangelo, stood a guy he never thought he'd get with.
Raphael had naturally tanned skin. His eyes were electrically amber whilst his hair was a dark smooth chocolate brown to me. He was pretty tall too, with a muscled body and everything.
I was doubting himself so hard, at the same time giving myself a boner.
Raph was perfect. And I wasn't.
Raph was almost 6'1 and I was barley 5'7.
Raph was tan and yummy and I was pale and yucky.
Raph was handsome and sexy, I was ugly and fat.
We just weren't designed to be together. But I fought the instinct to cry, hide, yell in frustration, and declare to the world that Raph was mine and mine only; all in one huge spike of emotion. I fought off the offending emotion and gave a shy smile upwards to my date. Third time and hopefully still counting.
"Hey!" I tried to come off as comfortable, but it come off a little too shaky even for my liking.
"'Sup. You ready?"
"Uh… Heck yeah." Again, I tried to come off ecstatic, but it came off as more scared if anything.
On the drive to a little secluded spot the two of us would hang out at, when we started out as friends, Raph brought some conversation to the comfortable silence.
"So, what's wit tha nerves?"
"Huh? Oh uh, just a bit jumpy is all. I swear." I tried to avoid the skeptical eyes of my new partner at a side glance and forced myself to keep my eyes down on my lap.
I felt a hand on my thigh.
"If yer feelin' shy, don' be. Ya look cute." I blushed as I looked up to see the smug and flirty eyes of Raph. "In fact, if I didn't have ta focus on drivin', I'd be havin' a boner. Don' worry 'bout lookin' good, yer body does it for ya." Raph smirked, unashamed. He winked at me, who's blushing became more deep and visible as Raph kept smirking, even when we weren't looking at each other.
'He's just saying that.'
"Thanks."
The drive was silent again, to my utter relief. One more flirt from Raph and my face would officially become apart of the tomato family. And my dildo would be officially apart of the stone family. I was really holding it in.
Speaking of holding it in, my stomach was starting to hurt from how long I'd been sucking it in.
"Ya know ya look fine. Let it out." How Raph knew? I had no clue whatsoever.
So, I did just that and I felt… weird.
A couple minutes later and we had arrived.
Raph got out and before I could, Raph had already gotten to the other side and opened it for me.
"T-thanks."
"No problem, babe." It was something Raph had mastered, dating. But I still had a lot to learn, obviously.
When I got out, I felt my face flush and my breath go, I stared in awe.
The whole area was already beautiful naturally, hence why we had always enjoyed it. Fireflies at night and beautiful skies at any time of day. There was a whole candle lit picnic set up by the oak tree and pond which had dragon flies and other creatures in it. No one else was at the park at this time, especially since nobody except the locals really knew about it. To me, it always felt like a little piece of heaven, me and Raph's own little world. A secret just between us. A haven.
There were a lot of sweets, I had always had a sweet tooth, hence my current weight, the sweets were from a local, run down bakery. It made sense why it was the only bakery open at this time of night. And some alcohol; I had no idea where Raph had gotten it from. It was some wine, not exactly a top of the line brand, but a cool looking glass of wine nonetheless. And I was not going to complain. There was also a box of pizza from a local pizza joint.
It wasn't the world's most romantic picnic, oh I knew that. But it wasn't the big things that I cared about, it was the little things. My official boyfriend had gone through all this work and money for me, and I was damn grateful and pleased for this setting.
And I planned to show it, shyness forgotten.
"It's A-mazing! It rocks! It's so beautiful right now…" I had to stop just to breathe in some of the fresh air. I felt hands wrap around me from behind.
"Glad ya like it."
His hot breath was going down my neck and I felt a shiver of comfort go down my spine.
Everything was perfect it seemed.
I heard my parents arguing in the next room over. Dad was drunk again, and Mom was high.
Not exactly a good mix here.
I rolled my eyes and left the house silently to avoid hearing them yell, I knew Don was staying at a friend's house for the weekend and I'd have to find somewhere to crash. Once Mom and Dad find out a bottle of that cheap, shitty wine they like is gone, they'll have our heads. I closed the door as I heard a glass bottle break and a fragile ash tray shatter.
He didn't need to know.
"Raph, what's that on your chest?" I was curious why Raph had a huge, seriously multicolored bruise on his chest. How could I not?
I heard him mumble a 'shit' under his breath and him adjust his shirt a bit to cover it.
"Nothin' babe. Had a rough night. That's all."
"It's not all. It looks like it's painful. Come here so I can-" The minute I tried moving forward and touching it, Raph shoved my hand away and gave me a horrible look of fear, anger, and embarrassment?
"No Mike, just don't fuckin' touch it alrigh'? Stop being so damn nosy." I felt a pang in my heart, I knew I had crossed a line, but I was only worried.
"S-sorry." I stammered, how could I not? Raph had never raised his voice like that.
I scooted a bit away as did Raph. Way to go Mikester. Ruin the mood like you always ruin everything else. You've killed it.
It was real quiet, and tense, then I heard him open a bit, but he never moved or turned to face me at all.
"My dad's a drunk an' my mom's a druggie. There. I ain't eva tell anyone 'bout this so ya gotta keep it a secret. Good?" I defiantly hadn't expected him to confess like that… Or for that to be the confession at all.
I felt horrible. All this time and I didn't ever notice? Way to go again.
"I'm sorry. For never seeing this and-"
"Oh, shut up. This is why I ain't eva tell nobody. I don't want no pity an' shit okay? Jus' leave it." I should've known. I have known Raph for years now, even if we only recently started dating. He brushed off things like this and made everyone move on from the subject.
"Is that why you're into heroine so much? And smoking? Because you've grown up around it?" It really was a dumb question. Raph was not exactly addicted to heroine as much as he was addicted to smoking. It was something between us and his younger brother, Don, who was the same age I was.
I worried for the guy a lot. Just like he worried for me.
"Yeah Mike. It ain't a pretty picture."
It was silent again. Then I finally worked up the courage to get involved in this.
"Raph… this isn't okay."
"It doesn't happen all tha time if that's what cha thinkin'. It's like a lottery draw. It's random. Sometimes I'm lucky, sometimes I ain't."
I scooted close to him. "Does it happen to Don too? Do they hurt each other?"
"Sometimes."
I can tell I entered an area I shouldn't have. I felt Raph's arms snake around me and hold me close. I subconsciously rubbed my left arm.
"Don't scratch it."
"I'm not."
"Ya are."
I sighed and moved my hand away from my scars. Raph knew, Leo knew, Don even knew. But that was all. If my Dad found out I was gay and depressed? I'd be kicked.
It just wasn't traditional. Bad enough I'm fat.
Raph sighed heavily. "I didn't mean ta kill tha mood babe."
"I did it. Not you, so don't even start this game." I kissed Raph and I felt him snake his arm a bit tighter around my 'waist' area. Or really, my stomach.
"Either way we both killed it, deal?" He was talking with his lips pressed right against mine, our lips just sitting there brushing each other's.
"Yeah."
…
"So, what do ya wanna do tomorrow?"
"Well, I know I need to start hitting the gym. Who else to be my trainer?"
Raph gave a deep and grunt-like chuckle.
"No one else but me, that's fa sure."
Raph made me feel like one of those typical love stories where the hot, perfect guy falls for some ugly nerdy girl. It's clear who's who, and I don't need glasses to know that's exactly what this is.
Your typical everyday love story.
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