Wild Ones. [closed]

Mick frowned as he gave him the keys back, watching as his cousin left. He didn't like the idea of him driving off like that.

After school Luna sat in the diner she usually went to after school, eating her usual plate of pancakes while she read a book she started a few nights ago. She usually came with Ricky, but she figured she could handle eating on her own. She avoided the band for the whole day and noticed Ricky wasn't at school. She figured he ran off with Sierra somewhere and let it go at that. She took a sip of her drink, then continued to take a bite of her pancakes.

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Ricky drove around town for most of the day. He knew his friend was working the diner again and decided to head there. He made sure before he headed in tha the majority of his injuries would be unseen. He walked very slowly inside, doing his best to hide his limp. He went directly up to th counter, leaning in and whispering to his friend wha he wanted, before making his way to a seat across the diner. As he read some articles in his phone he realized Luna was there, he swallowed hard, tilting his hat forward to hide his face even more. He didn’t want her to see him like this.

Luna had finished her food and was reading as she sat there finishing her drink. She didn't want to go home, but she knew she had to. She wanted to prolong it as long as she could. Luna glanced up, noticing Ricky, meeting his gaze. She frowned at him, then looked back at her book. She figured he would be running off to Sierra soon enough. She paid her bill and grabbed her bag before she got up. Luna walked up to him, "Shouldn't you be out whoring around?" She asked him. She frowned when she noticed the bruise on his cheek. Luna reached up, going to move the sunglasses on his face. She had a feeling something bad had happened and she could tell he was hiding it.

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Luca was eating his food quietly when he heard the footsteps approaching him. He swallowed hard, knowing it was Luna. He looked up slightly, but not all the way. He shrugged his shoulders at her first comment. If she didn’t notice the bruises, he’d give it away with his voice. He swatted her hand away, readjusting his glasses to the way they had been before. Ricky’s eyes shot up and he sighed. Looking back down at his food he began to eat again. He hoped she jus left him alone. He wouldn’t hurt her or force her to stop anything if she kept pushing. He also didn’t want to talk and give it away. But he knew deep down that probably wouldn’t happen.

Luna frowned as he pushed her hand away, "Really you are going to be an ass now?" She asked him quietly. She stood near him, moving quickly to move his shirt down. She frowned when she seen the marks on his neck. "Sierra must be one kinky fuck." She said, making a slight joke, but knowing it really wasn't funny. "Sorry." She said, feeling his glare. "Dark humor." She said, looking around them. "What happened?" She asked him quietly.

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Ricky once again shrugged her hands off of his body, not looking up from his food, but he knew she’d had just enough time to see at least some bruising. Ricky glanced up for a second and stood, going to throw his trash out. He moved back to the table. Jus giving Luna another shrug. He slowly sat back down and buried his head in his arms as he lay them on the table. Rick wanted nothing more than Luna to tell him she wanted him as much as he wanted her. But just as badly he wanted to forget all of this, he didn’t want to admit he picked a fight with his father because of what happened between them. It wouldn’t be fair to her,

Luna frowned as he laid his head on the table. She sat next to him, looking at him. "You really aren't going to tell me what happened?" She asked him. She ran her hand over his up back, "Ricky." She said. She was worried about him. Luna set her bag down, sighing, "Can you please talk to me?" She whispered. She really didn't like that he wasn't sharing. She rested her head on his shoulder as he sat there in silence. "I'm sorry." She whispered. She was sorry for saying what she did and she was sorry that his dad beat him again. She was sick of them being treated like that. The only reason she hadn't been dealing with it because her dad had been busy with some new girlfriend.

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Ricky didn’t move, he didn’t respond either. He couldn’t. Ricky knew Luna would probably blame herself for what happened, and he wouldn’t have that. When she laid her head on his shoulder he flinched, and a small whine escaped his body. He shifted, just so that she wouldn’t be directly on a bruise. Ricky wanted nothing more than to look at Luna and tell her he loved her and wanted to be with her and that they’d be alright. But he knew none of it was true, or would happen. Not now. Not since his dad royally fucked up his voice. He didn’t know if the change was permanent, but he did know if it wasn’t. It would take much longer than a month to heal. Ricky stood up, and glanced down at Luna. He didn’t say anything, just nodded his head in the direction of his car. He hoped Luna would follow as he headed out, slowly sinking into the drivers seat.

Luna frowned as he didn't talk, but she grabbed her bag and followed him to the car. She got in his car, setting her stuff in his backseat. "Can you just tell me what is going on?" She asked him. She didn't like that he was not saying anything. It scared her that something was really wrong. She bit her bottom lip lightly as she watched him waiting for him to say something. She leaned back against the passenger seat as she watched him.

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Ricky looked over at her, shaking his head at the last question. He started his car and began to drive, reaching down with one hand and grabbing hers. He interlaces their fingers as he drove, something he had never done before. He just gave her hand a squeeze. Ricky knew things weren’t alright, but he wanted to reassure Luna that things would be okay, and we’re alright. He wasn’t sure where he was going as he drove. But he was just happy to be with Luna. He drove by his counsins, not seeing the car he decided to stop there. Ricky parked around back and went inside with Luna. He stopped for a minute and took a breath before leading her up to his bedroom. Once inside he locked the door behind them, and turned to face her.

Luna let him take her hand, and was surprised when he laced his fingers with hers. She was really worried about him. She walked into the apartment with him and looked at him once he shut the bedroom door. "Ricky please tell me what is going on." She said. She reached up, taking his son glasses off. She bit her bottom lip lightly when she noticed how bad the bruises where. She had seen his dad beat him a lot, but he had never hit Ricky to this extent. She reached up to move his shirt down, scared of what she was going to find.

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Ricky grabbed her hands when she went for his shirt. He shook his head. He twirled his finger, waiting for her to take the hint and turn around. When she did he slowly stripped down to his boxers. He took of his hat, and took the sunglasses from her and put them on the pile of his clothes. He wasn’t hiding anything now. Ricky ran a hand through his hand before he reached out, grabbing her shoulder to turn Luna around. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see her reaction. And he knew she didn’t even know the worst part yet.

Luna frowned as he made her turn around. She bit her bottom lip lightly as she stared at the wall. She he turned her around, she covered her mouth in shock of how bad it really was. Her eyes took in the large amount of bruises that covered his body. "Oh my god." She said. "Ricky you.." She stopped herself. He wouldn't go to a doctor, they never did. She looked away from him for a moment, trying not to cry. She didn't want to see him like that. She didn't understand why his dad did that to him. She looked at him, wanting to hug him. She knew that it would only make things worse. "You need to go to the hospital." She finally said. She normally wouldn't suggest that, but she was really worried about him.

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Ricky opened his eyes when he finally heard Luna say something. He swallowed hard at the mention of the hospital. He shook his head and walked to the bed, laying down carefully. He wouldn’t do anything different than before. Hospitals meant questions that Ricky wasn’t going to answer. He just wanted to lay down and relax. Ricky pat the bed next to him, he knew it would hurt but he wanted Luna to come cuddle with him. He bit his lip for a moment before finally deciding to show her the worst part. “I can’t talk right either.” He told her, his voice cracking on nearly every other word. “It feels tight in my throat to talk, scratchy.” He said and pulled a blanket over his legs.

Luna walked over to the bed and climbed into with him. She frowned when he spoke, hearing how bad it was. "Ricky you need to go to the doctor. What if he ruined your vocal chords." She said. She didn't want to even think about that. Luna sat on the bed next to him, taking his hand. She looked at his hand, not knowing what to do. She laid down and looked at him. "I'm so sorry." She whispered. She ran her fingers lightly over his chest. She kissed his cheek, then rested her head on his shoulder.

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Ricky shook his head again. “No.” He said, as sternly as he could with a squeaky voice. “Hospitals ask too many questions. I’m not dealing with that. I don’t like doctors anyway.” He said and just shook his head. When she grabbed his hand he once again interlaced their fingers, holding her hand in his lap. “You didn’t do this, don’t be sorry.” He said and kissed her head. Ricky was happy to be here with Luna. She made things better. Just her prescience made him happy. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax, to calm down, and unwind finally. “Don’t ever tell me to never talk to you again, again.” He said and looked down at her. Ricky brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. “I told you since fifth grade you’re stuck with me forever.” He have her a smile at the thought of the young them. “For someone who was set on getting me to be just hers, I find it funny Sierra hasn’t contacted me or asked to be with me, or anything.” He said and rolled his eyes.

Luna looked at him, "I know I know. I'm not getting rid of your dumbass." She said, laughing softly. She rolled her eyes when he mentioned Sierra. "Can we not talk about her right now?" She asked. She really did not like her at this point. Luna looked at him, "I still think you should get checked out. You probably also shouldn't be talking because it may make your voice worse." She said, not liking the idea of it. She hoped it didn't ruin everything for him.

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Ricky smiled at Luna, rolling his eyes at her. He wanted to tell her that he had feelings, real ones, for her. But if he did. All of it would become true, and real, and they’d have to deal with it. He couldn’t do that. Not now anyways. Ricky nodded, he wasn’t happy about Sierra either. Ricky raised an eyebrow and shook his head again. “I’ll be fine, I’m not going to the doctor. And it doesn’t hurt to talk, it’s probably just swollen from last night. I’m fine.” He insisted. Ricky gave her hand a squeeze, he thought she worried too much about him. “He told me to die last night, he’s never done that before.” He told Luna quietly.

Luna looked at him when he mentioned what his dad said to him. She snuggled up to him, "He is such a piece of shit." She said. She sat up, "You really should put ice on your eye though." She said, noticing the swelling. She got up, "Don't move." She said. She walked out of the bedroom and got him come ice then returned and sat next to him. She slowly put the ice on his face. "I don't think you should go back there." She whispered She was scared his dad would kill him.

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Ricky nodded in agreement. He hated his father. Ever since he was 7 his father had been treating him worse than he’d treat a dog. Ricky had to grow up quick. Ricky placed his hand over the ice she’d put on his eye, rolling his eyes at her. “Luna I appreciate the concern but if you haven’t noticed, I’ve got two black eyes, and a shit ton more bruises. But thank you.” He said and smiled softly. Ricky shrugged. “I don’t either but it’s whatever.”