Chapter Forty Six : The Last Supper

A/N sorry i have been away for so long. i have been really busy with university.

I let out a groan of frustration after what had to have been my hundredth attempt of trying to squeeze my foot into one of my Football cleats.

"I can't fit them." I muttered to myself in disbelief. I stood up from the middle of my bedroom floor and walked to my mirror, staring at my reflection. My birthday hadn't been that long ago, could I had grown that fast?

I ran a hand across my jawline, turning my head from side to side. I appeared to look the same. I sighed and turned away from the mirror, picking up my cleat and shoving it on. It was a tight fit but would have to do.

"Ready?" Dakota asked as he stood outside the front door of my house. I nodded and swung my duffel bag over my shoulder, following him out to his fathers' car.

It was the last day of camp and I was more than excited to say the least, to get away from coach. All summer he had gone on about a mole within the team, the usual crap he had spit out time and time again whilst in school.

"You're quiet today." Dakota said as he sat beside me in the back seat.

"I think I grew." I said sternly.

"Me too." He exclaimed in a hushed whisper, as if it was something to be celebrated. Perhaps it was.

"Really?"

"Yeah, my gear just doesn't sit right in certain areas." He said as he wiggled his eyebrows with a grin. I chuckled before shaking my head and shoving him with my shoulder, knowing at what he was getting at.

"Have a good one boys! And don't forget tonight we're having a dinner at Luka's!" Mr.Moreau said over his shoulder as Dakota and I hopped out of the stuffy backseat.

"I was thinking about tonight." Dakota said as we stood on the sidelines.

"Yeah?" I asked with an arched brow, wondering what he was getting at.

"I think we should tell them." He said as he stared at me, the slightest hint of apprehension in his voice. I let out a deep sigh, followed by a nervous chuckle.

"I don't know." I said with a shrug, not entirely sure if it was a good idea. I could tell from the look in his eyes, he was hurt. He wanted so desperately to tell our parents. Things were going well for me, my parents were no longer hard on me, my mother had almost completely changed and I didn't want anything to ruin that, as selfish as it sounded. But maybe, it was time.

"Alright, tonight then." I said with a smile, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Get to practice boys!" Coach yelled with a gruff voice from across the field before blowing his whistle.

I shoved my helmet over my head and ran to the middle of the field where the drills were being held, waiting for my turn to start. It felt like I was back at school with coach luring over me, telling me about one of his alien spaceship endeavours. It was never a dull moment with coach.

I was positive Alex would make this summer training camp hell for me, but he was quiet. Too quiet for my liking. I couldn't shake the feeling I had after seeing him and Seth the first day, it gave me the chills seeing two of my former arch nemesis's together.

"Here are your certificate's boys. Good on ya, each and everyone of ya." Coach said with as much cheer as a zombie as he handed out the beige square pieces of paper.

"See ya around coach." I said as I grabbed it from his hands, saluting him with my other.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever De Angelis." He said as he waved his hand, hurrying me along.

"Guess coach is happy training is over." Dakota said as he came up from behind me.

"I guess." I shrugged.

"Party tonight boys, you in?" Michael said as he came up from me us, swinging an arm over each of our shoulders.

"Whoa, working out are we, Moreau?" Michael asked with a grin and a wiggle of his brows as he squeezed Dakota's arm.

"Just a little." He chuckled.

"I can't, we can't. My parents are having this dinner thing." I said as we waiting for our rides but it wasn't long before Michael's dad pulled up.

"Alright well, good luck." He said with a wicked grin and a wink of the eye before jumping into the front seat of Mr.Carina's car, who waved at me as he sped off.

Mr.Moreau was running late, leaving only Dakota and I left sitting in the middle of the empty field while everyone else went home, including coach who I'm sure had better things to do. But I hadn't minded it. It meant we wouldn't have to tell our parents just yet, giving me time to think of every possible outcome. My veins were pulsing with adrenaline at the very thought of revealing the relationship between Dakota and I, the thought of those words leaving my mouth made my heart race and I could feel myself sweating profusely.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Dakota said as he placed a reassuring hand on mine. I looked up from the ground and met his eyes with a smile and a nod of the head.

"You're right." I said with a deep sigh. Headlights came driving towards the field and Dakota immediately retracted his hand from mine, leaving a cold feeling afterward. But after tonight, we wouldn't have to hide it anymore.

"Oh how wonderful!" My mother exclaimed as she held up my certificate in awe with the kind of smile she had only given Dakota for his achievements but this time it was for me. I felt some sort of accomplishment and whole seeing her smile at me that way.

"I'll hang this up later hun." She said as she hurried into the kitchen, a different variety of smells were drifting out of.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch with Dakota trailing not too far behind and turned on the television to distract my stomach from growling with hungry.

"Excited?" Dakota asked in a hushed whisper.

"Nervous." I said with a shaky breath.

Time seemed to tick by slowly and no matter how hard I concentrated on the television, it seemed the hands of the clock never moved. Agitation was getting the best of me and just as I was about to tail it to my bedroom, my mom called us in for dinner.

I walked into the kitchen with a shaky heart that was beating so hard I thought my parents would hear it, pumping blood throughout my body that made my cheeks rosy.

I sat down beside Dakota, unable to move as everyone else around me started to serve themselves. Beads of hot sweat slid down the sides of my face, I was a little nervous to say the least.

"Mom, dad, Mr and Mrs. De Angelia." Dakota said with a seemingly calm tone of voice. My breathing turned ragged and heavy and I wanted to run, I wasn't ready.

"Luka and I, have something to say." He said as he reached for my hand. My heart felt as if it was going a mile a minute and at any moment it'd jump out of my chest as our parents stared in confusion at out hands.

"D-Dakota and I are-" I said with a stutter, the rest of the words were stuck in my throat and no matter how hard I tried they wouldn't come out.

"Together." Dakota said as he squeezed my hand.

It was quiet, not a single word from any one of our parents. I stared at my empty plate, I didn't have the courage to look them in the eyes. I wanted them to say something, anything to break the tension filled silence in the room.

"I think we should go." Mr.Moreau said as stood up.

"No." Dakota said as he remained seated.

"Tell us what you think."

"I think this is a bad joke, now let's go." Mr.Moreau said firmly.

"It isn't a joke. I-I love Luka and we're together." He said as he turned to me with a smile.

"That's enough!" Mr.Moreau stormed over to the two of us before yanking Dakota away from me, dragging him out by his forearm.

"Son, what is going on?" My father asked, his voice filled with hurt.

"I-I want to be with Dakota."

My mom suddenly burst into tears as the words left my lips, and it wasn't long before she stormed up the stairs in a hurry.

"We will talk about this tomorrow." My dad said before standing up and retreating to his room to join my mom.

What's going to happen now?

A/N vote comment and tell me what you think! It's short I know but I will add more to it later so check back for updates!