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LUTHER

Solid Sterling Silver, and porcelain plates, are what Marlon has used to serve me dinner.

My mother would absolutely lose her mind. She is a sucker for expensive cutlery and plates, but she never was able to afford them, and we have never been settled enough to acquire any.

I feel like stealing a teaspoon and putting it in my pocket, to take back home to her, but if Marlon finds out, he might never invite me for anything ever again.

“Is your car giving your any problems?” He asks, ch
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  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    40

    LUTHER Solid Sterling Silver, and porcelain plates, are what Marlon has used to serve me dinner. My mother would absolutely lose her mind. She is a sucker for expensive cutlery and plates, but she never was able to afford them, and we have never been settled enough to acquire any. I feel like stealing a teaspoon and putting it in my pocket, to take back home to her, but if Marlon finds out, he might never invite me for anything ever again.“Is your car giving your any problems?” He asks, chewing lightly.“Huh?” I squint. I was so lost in my thoughts that I probably didn't hear him the first time. “Um, your car, dummy,” he gestures with his fork. “Any problem with it?” “Well, that's very unlikely, giving that it was like brand freaking new.” I answered, and he glared at me. “Do you have to be sarcastic with everything?” He mumbles. I bit down my lip, I didn't mean to be sarcastic, it just came out like that. “This is very nice, did you cook it by yourself?” I ask. “Umm…” he r

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    39

    MARLONI skip the rest of classes that day and decide to give my room a complete makeover. I stand in the middle of my room, turning around, and I imagine Luth coming in here with his sense of knowing-it all. My bed is at the wrong spot, and I suddenly hate the color of my curtains. Purple. What guy has purple curtains? I immediately start to tear everything down and when I am done, I start to push my bed towards the window. That would be better. Now, he would have nothing left to judge. I hear a snicker behind me, and I turn around to see my sister laughing. “Maybelline. What the hell are you doing here?” I ask her, barely stopping. “I should be asking you that, Marlon. Imagine what Dad would say if he finds out that you are skipping classes anyway.” She shrugs. I roll my eyes. I hate that she is bringing up dad right now. I see her quickly realize what she has done, then she changes the topic as she clears her throat. “So, changing the arrangement of your room because L

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    38

    LUTHER Marlon and I sit awkwardly as Maybelline goes around, pulling the curtains together to make sure no one sees us. Once she is done, she smiles at both of us as she walks backwards to the door. “No fighting, okay? I will be back in exactly fifteen minutes. Be good.” As soon as she leaves, my hand goes to my chest as I exhale with relief. “You told me freaking sister that we were fucking?” Marlon spits at me. “She already knew, what was I supposed to do?” “I don't know, Luther, maybe try to deny it!” He yells even louder. It seems that he has forgotten that we are here because he needs to explain those silly pictures he sent me. Now, he has turned it around and I'm the one getting the chastisement? How?! “Fine!” I stand up to my feet. “Looks like you have better things to do than explaining yourself. Have a good day, Marlon Gustave.” “Hey, hey, hey,” he grabs my hand, his voice is a lot more gentler this time around. “Okay, I'm sorry for sending those pictures to you. I

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    37

    37. LUTHER The food suddenly tastes like sawdust in my mouth, and she notices it too. “I– i– I don't understand what you are saying, Maybelline. You said that you only wanted to buy me food.” “Yes, Luther, I did, and I also want to know what's going on between you two. It's alright, you can tell me anything. I'm your friend.” Tell her everything? Like tell her that her hunk of a brother is actually gay, and we have been fucking since the first week that I came to Densberry? Nah, I'd rather die. It's not my place. It's true that he hurt me by sending those pictures of him in explicit positions with some girls, but I won't do that kind of evil to him. Coming out was easy for my mother, it's just her, and there really wasn't anything she could do about it. She had to accept me because she wasn't going to be able to have another child (she told me that she would rather walk the street naked than to have another kid). For Marlon, it's quite complicated with his dead mother, macho

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    36

    LUTHER Parking my car into the parking lot, I notice some of the students talking and whispering as they point to my car. Honestly, I get it. It's quite pricey for someone who lives in the most awful house, but I don't care. I grab my stuff and just as I am about to get down from the car, I mistakenly get into my messages and open the thread with Marlon. Yeah, he was acting really crazy after that game, and I stopped reading his messages after he called me an ungrateful person. He sent a bunch more, but I never opened them. Until now. My eyes widen as I see Marlon lying in bed with four other girls, and my head starts to spin. My hand is shaking, I want to stop staring at this picture, but I somehow can't bring myself to do that. He is fucking girls too? “Come on, don't act surprised, Luther,” I murmured to myself, wiping my hand over my mouth. I block him and slip the phone into my pocket. It's time for me to put an end to this thing with Marlon, whatever it is…God forbid

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    35

    MARLON I woke up with the worst headache, and about four half naked girls in my room. The whole place is a mess. Jesus Christ. I stagger out of bed, my shirt is missing, but thankfully, my giant diamond pendant is still on my neck. I'm relieved. I immediately go into my closet to check on the rest of my jewelry. Thankfully, they are still in place. The last time I had a party like this, a bunch of stuff was stolen from my room, my dad's room, my sister's, and even some of the servants. Safe to say that my Dad gave me shit for it, but somehow, he was able to find people to track down and arrest the thieves. Everything was recovered. When I walk back into the room, I see my angry sister standing at the door with her hands folded. “Marlon, what the hell is this?” She asks me. “Yo, did you watch the news yesterday? We won!!” I raise my hands in celebration, but I don't have a single energy left in my body. “This place looks like a fucking morgue, Marlon. Many people have passed

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