Kyle P.O.V

Once the overhead bell rang out I smiled at ceiling with joy, knowing the school day was finally and I mean finally over.

I jumped right out of my seat and rushed out of the now open door, and hurried to True's locker where we'd usually chat for a couple minutes before I head to Luke's locker, which was exactly what I was going to do. I hurried down the hallway, and to where I knew True's locker was. It looked like all the other lockers, but I knew it was True's due to the fact there was a huge fist punched into the locker next to his. I pity the soul who has the locker next to True, since he's locker door has been replaced four time's this school year already.

When I arrived I leaned against the locker on the opposite locker, via the one that didn't have a large punch mark into it. I stood there for almost five minutes until I deemed that True just wasn't going to show up at all.

I huffed before walking away and heading towards my boyfriend, Luke's locker. I may be slightly over-protective of True but it was understandable. He was too innocent for the bullying he's been forced to take. I am so proud of how he manages to not break down and fall apart. Then again, True isn't a normal kid, he's special in a good way. He's stronger than most people think, and that makes him even more amazing than he already is.

When I arrive at Luke's locker, I found him stuffing books forcefully inside the locker, as if it had offended him personally, which it might have in Luke's eyes. Luke doesn't like school, in fact if he had it his way, school would never have existed. I agree with him on that, I absolutely despise school but somehow I'm still in this stupid runt. Book after book was shoved into the locker, and it was so violent that I was almost completely sure that the next door lockers were shaking inside the metal boxes. I giggled internally.

I creeped up behind Luke, a smile locked onto my face. I grin as Luke shuffled, before putting a large math book into his locker, groaning at the weight, and it looked like it weighted more than thirty pounds, and slammed his locker shut.

I wrap my arms around his waist before covering his eyes with my hands and whispered in his ear in a deeper voice, "Guess who?" I was giggle internally when Luke tensed up underneath me.

"Um," He started before coughing slightly and muttering under his breath a, "I don't know." Making me burst out into laughter, before removing my hands from over his eyes. He instantly twists around and pins me to his chest, a giggle escaping my mouth as he trapped me to his chest, his very muscular chest at that I loved. I felt Luke rub his nose along my neck. I continued to giggle as it tickled my neck and Luke knew it, the bastard.

We continued our little episode of PDA before a kid whispers, "Fags." and it seemed like the whole world ended for a moment before Luke snapped out of his momentary shock before glaring at the guy who was dumb enough to insult me and Luke, Luke didn't take to kindly to insults such as fag, poof, freaks, those kind of things made Luke's little fuse light faster than almost anything else.

It was clear that the single word pissed Luke off.

Luke let go of me, a whine escaping my lips as I really just wanted him to hold me in his arms forever but it was clear he wanted to beat this asshole up, but that was understandable as this guy deserved to has his ass beaten, I mean it's the 21st centry get with the damn program. Gay is okay! It's homophobic assholes like this guy that make me sick to my stomach at night.

Luke walks calmly over the guy, which caused little alarms to go off in my head as he was acting too calm, it is scary to go against a mafia prince. My Luke walked up to the guy looking down at him slightly as the guy was a few inches shorter, before grabbing the boys collar and lifting him off the ground and making him eye to eye with Luke.

"What did you say?" Luke said shaking the boy slightly, and it was clear that the boy was scared, he looked like he was about to piss himself.

"N-n-nothing." The boy said shaking like a leaf, and his response made me laugh. They both look over at me, both of them had different facial expressions. Luke looked at me in questioning, while the guy who so rudely called us fags looked at me with hope that I'd save him but I would never save him from something he rightfully deserved.

"Liar." Luke says before throwing the boy into the lockers where he crashed with a painful sound, where he fell to the ground, wincing alittle, but after he hit the locker, I lost interest in him, and my brain fell onto Luke and was stuck on him. He kicked the kid in the face, and I heard a loud pop noise and blood seemed to gush out of the boys nose, and the boy's left hand shot up to attempt to stop the blood. He was devastatingly failing at it though.

Luke lost interest in the boy, returned to my side, wrapping a arm around my waist in a protective manner.

Though I wouldn't admit it, the whole situation had reminded me of what happened to True on a daily basis, but I wouldn't be the one to tell Luke, he didn't need to know, and if he didn't need to know, he never would.

We walked out of the school, me with a arm around my waist and Luke with his arm wrapped about my waist. It was a sweet scene but some people would have looked disgusted if they saw because they couldn't get there heads out of their asses.

We walk together just like that to Luke's bike. Luke, being the brother of a rich and scary mafia boss, generally gets what he wants, and he has muliple cars and bikes to choose from on a daily basis. Today he choose one of his bikes, and to be honest, seeing Luke on a bike with his tight tee shirt that revealed his chest and abs wasn't a awful thing, in fact it was a great turn on, it almost made me feel better to know he only had sex with me. I was just about to get on the bike when my handsome boyfriend stopped me, grabbing onto my arm in a gentle way but firm enough to prevent my movement, not that I could have stopped him, have you seen this boy, he's tough and strong.

"Okay, what's wrong?" Luke asked me, obviously noticing how I was becoming effected by True's behavior lately.

I look at him with confusion trying to mentally deny that anything is wrong, and if I play the right cards he'll never know. I didn't play the right cards.

"I'm not stupid Ky, I can see that something is bothering you, now open your mouth and say it already so we can go home," Luke said crossing his arms releasing the hold on my arm.

I give him a shocked look, but I shouldn't have really been surprised, he was extremely observant, that potentally was because of the fact he was a mafia prince, they don't survive without being observant or they'll be killed.

I give up trying to hide it, even though it really wasn't his business. "It's my bestfriend." I say boredly. Luke's face turned into shock, which made me internally laugh, he didn't know I had a bestfriend, he especially didn't know that my bestfriend was True, the school's most bullied kid but he was.

In fact without True, I may have never made the move to ask Luke out, yes, it was I who made the first move, and it was all because of True's pressuring hand.

I love True for that, without his young mind pressuring me to go after the candy I wanted, I wouldn't be having such the casual sex life like I just so happen to have now, and umm, candy couldn't have tasted sweeter.

Regardless of the fact that I trusted each other like brothers I kept my secrets and True kept his, including what's wrong with him at the current moment, he was hiding something from me. True's one of those people who keep his feelings locked up, not thinking anyone would care enough to listen to him pour out all his issues and feelings. He keeps them locked up instead, he think's they deserve to be locked up forever.

I don't necessarily think he's suicidal but if he keeps his feelings locked up like now, he might fall down that path, and I don't want to see my bestfriend die, I want him to be here with me forever, if possible.

I bet Luke is wondering when I even got a bestfriend as I'm usually with Luke all the time. I mean Luke wouldn't allow me to be away from him for to long, he was that possessive but I loved it because it meant we got to have sex all the time. My boyfriend has to live under a rock for not knowing about my bestfriend, but True's probably been under a mountain.

"I mean we've been bestfriends since second grade so . . . " As I said that a shocked expression appeared on Luke's face, yeah, I haven't really brought True up around Luke, he's a jealous bastard sometimes.

A look of doubt crosses Luke's face but it quickly disappears. Luke shrugs his shoulders and I walk past him and climb onto the motorcycle, sitting in the front for multiple reasons. I love resting my back on Luke's chest, the fact he has to hold onto my waist to keep me in place, that I can feel his lower region on my ass, all wonderful things. To me anyway.

When we drive to the house, it's remotely quiet, one because you don't bother the driver, especially since Luke has to keep a cautious eye out for enemy gangs and our enemy mafia's, drive by's happen all the time in this part of New York but it's became less common but still possible.

When we arrive at the mansion, I don't gap at it, yes it's a large mansion but I've also lived in it for the past year and a half, and I've hand sex more than some woman have sex in they're whole lives.

Inside that house was Alister, Luke's older brother, and though Alister can be different after you get to know him, he's still a scary guy, but I have grown so used to it at this point. Generally you have to be scary if you run the biggest mafia inside of New York, I mean he can't worship butterflies and stuffed animals, but if he didn't that'd be cool.

Yep, Alister is a mafia boss but that is what makes Alister, Alister. I couldn't imagine him with a legal job then again Alister has been in the mafia his whole life, same a Luke, there father Malek had been a mafia boss, and Camillia, they're mother had been his Donna. It has been passed down to Alister and Luke by blood, though Alister could have given up the title when he was young, when his parents died in a drive-by.

It makes me kind of special since the mafia prince fucks me.

We pull into the drive way, which was a long driveway, paved with concrete and small little lights every five-seven feet apart lighting up the driveway.

Luke parks his bike, turning the ignition off, making the bike go quiet, and Luke tightened his hold around my waist kissing the back of my head before hopping off the bike, and I was about to get off, lifted one of my legs to the other side of the bike so I could slide off easily. Before I could even slide off the bike, my boyfriends hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the bike and flung me over his shoulder, causing me to let out a set of giggles.

I looked down at his back, which has muscles too die for, but it wasn't his sexy back muscles that drew my attention, though I'd probably put nail scatches into the back later, it was his round molds of flesh called his ass that drew my attention.

I looked at his ass a moment, before I couldn't resist anymore, I lifted my hand and crashed it on his left cheek, if Luke had done that to me, I would have squealed, but me doing it to him made him laugh.

"You be good and we'll have some fun baby boy." Luke whispered just loud enough for me to hear him, another giggle bursting out of my mouth. He carried me all the way to our room, and I can promise you that we didn't end up sleeping, and I did indeed leave little scratch marks on his back, and it made me very happy to see which he fell asleep on his right side, which is his side of the bed. I was about to go to sleep as well when my phone vibrated on the nightstand. True's ID popped up on my new high-tech phone. I snatch it instantly and answer the call, fear traveling up my spine as True hardly ever calls me unless something bad happens. Thank god Luke's a heavy sleeper if he wasn't the vibration would have woken him up. Last time True called I had to drive half a hour and found him nearly dead.

I didn't want that to happen again.

"True?" I started hearing his breathing through the phone, hearing it's weezing breath. "What's wrong?" I heard a loud cough through the line.

"I, I, I don't know," True said through the phone, coughing which sounded like death. "I don't know, Ky, somethings broken, something definitely broken." It sounded like he was crying. True has alot of bullies so that could be the issue but I might be wrong, it could be someone or something else. I'm actually surprised Chris hasn't figured out his brothers bullied yet, I mean it's fucking obvious to those who look close enough. Generally Chris was protective over his siblings, even True, he's protect them even if he hated them.

"Where are you?" I asked a panic setting in. I throw the covers off me, my nudity being shown to the room, as no one was here to see my lower region. I jumped out of the bed, grabbing my jeans which were laid on the floor where we had tossed them earlier in our attempt to play the who can get nude quicker, I won, but Luke had cheated in undressing me first, but I still won.

When True told me where he was I finished getting dressed and told him I'd be there soon. I hurried and rushed to get dressed and get to True because last time he nearly died, I wasn't going to let this be the time that he dies, I wouldn't let him be alone when he was hurt because everyone else didn't care. I care.

I rush out of the room, closing the door softly behind my back, and hurrying down the stairs to avoid waking Alister, where Luke was a heavy sleeper, Alister woke at the slightest sounds. I didn't need to wake Alister up, I couldn't, one because Alister would make me stay or wake Luke and I'd never get to True.

I had to get to True. I ran out of house, closing the door behind me hopping onto Luke's bike, starting it up and driving far, far away, and getting to my bestfriend. I potentally broke many laws, while driving, passing multiple red lights and speeding more than one time.

I park where True said he was and saw him laying on the ground in a fetal position. I jumped off the bike and rushed over to him, getting on my knees and putting my hand on his upper arm. Blood covered my bestfriend and his beautiful eyes were closed. I shake him slightly, which made his eyes open the slightest and I was his pupils dilated, he looked almost drunk.

I grab the front of his blood covered shirt seeing as the blood was soaking through, and I lifted the shirt seeing a large shard of glass, still in his skin. I look at the rest of him looking for the other place that blood was coming from and found the next source of blood from his left leg. A large shard of glass went all the way through, exited on the other end. His face was pale, and his hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat. I lift my bestfriend off the ground, he was extremely underweight that even I could lift him, he needs to eat more. I run over to Luke's motorcycle, where I had left my phone, reaching it out, and calling my older sister Karin.

Karin is a private doctor that take important customers, and occasionally goes to the hospital and does work there. She's better than most doctors in the school. We couldn't go to the hospital that wasn't a option. True's family couldn't find out.

That and my sister helped True mulitple times before.

"Do you know what time it is?" Karin asked instantly after the second ring.

"True's hurt, I, I need help." I said into the phone while stroking his hair back from his burning hot forehead. I knew I sounded panicked. I didn't care at all.

"Bring him over." Karin said into the phone and hung up to get dressed and get all the medical tools ready for True as she knew it had to be bad. I slide the phone into my jean pocket and then look at the bike and then at the unconscious boy in my lap.

How am I going to keep him on this damn motorcycle??