Gemme: Outta ItMature

I sigh; I had collapsed on the bed, watching him as he destroyed his mind. I pulled my knees up to my chest and sighed. He really needed to go to rehab or something, only reason I agreed was so he wasn’t on his own and he wasn’t going behind my back later. I wondered how bad he had gotten, so I decided to find out. “How are you feeling?” I didn’t really get a reply, just a simple “ugh.” I shook my head softly. “Great.” I sighed and he grinned. “Don’t try anything okay?” I eyed him cautiously and he burst out into a fit of giggles. “I’ll be a good boy.” His tone was oddly high-pitched and really did not fit his look. “You better.” I mumbled, to which he hummed a light “mmm” before curling up on the floor.

I moved to the floor beside him and nudged him slightly. "Luca?"


"You still outta it?" He nodded, I had to check; I wasn’t sure.

"How long do I have to watch over you?" I moaned.

He rolled onto his back. "You look funny from here."

"Thank you." He giggled again and I folded my arms. "Why did I ever agree to this?"

"Then don't complain." he mumbled.

"Oh shut up, you're in no mind to argue with me." I huffed, finally realising what a mistake I had made. I think he owes me for this. He laughed on cue as if he knew what I was thinking. “I think your debt has just gone up again.”

He shook his head, “nah.”

“Oh I think so.”

“Nahhhh.” I nodded; he definitely owed me something for watching over him like this. I was annoyed with myself, but also with Luca for even thinking it.

He shook his head and grinned. "You really look weird from this angle."

"How so?” He simply laughed and rolled onto his side, his body seemed to get closer to mine so I edged away a little. At this he strongly protested, “Nooo come back!” He called, reaching out his arms. I moved forward cautiously and he beckoned me even closer, I obliged and he hugged me; well I didn’t expect that.  I hugged him back softly. He smiled, “what am I going to do with you Luca?”

"I don't know. What do you want to do with me?"

"That's not what I meant."


"Well I know what I want to do with you but that's not what I meant." I wasn’t about to get into that sort of conversation with him while he was drugged up.

"What did you mean?"

"I meant what am I gonna do with you in this state?” He shrugged and smiled and I hugged him tighter and he hugged me back, I don’t know what came over me next I knew he would just be stupid about it but I guess it was a relief. “I don’t want to let go Luca.” I whispered. He giggled, as I guessed he would and I rested my head on his shoulder, breathing softly on his neck. “Ha ha that tickles!” He exclaimed and I smiled, blowing on his neck softly.

“Don’t!” He yelped.

“What?” I mumbled innocently.

"Tickles," he grumbled, leaning his head away and going cross-eyed as he tried to look at me so close up.

"Fine I'll stop." I shook myself, standing up I sat back down on the bed what was I doing? After a little while of thinking I had realised I didn’t actually want to be here. The only thing keeping me here was to make sure he was safe. I hadn’t thought about protecting him from himself.

"No, no," he whined, instantly extending his hands toward me again, though he didn't move from where he was on the floor.

"Luca... what do you want now?" I whined. He let his arms drop and he frowned, not saying a word. "Oh come here." I sighed; dropping to my knees again I hugged him firmly. He smiled and hugged me back tightly. Seriously what am I going to do with you...

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