Broken [BXB]

17

Benji

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. It was 6:30 am. I had to get Jorge up and ready for school.

Yesterday I went to Walmart and bought him any school supplies he may need. Just the basics, notebooks, binders, pencils, erasers, backpack. Hopefully it's enough.

(Are there even Walmarts in Spain?)

I yawned and headed out of the suite. I stretched in the elevator. Man I really don't miss school. That place was a hell hole.

I knocked on Jorge's door and waited for him to answer.

When he didn't I knocked again but louder.

The door opened slowly and of course.

Lucas appeared. "What do you want?" He said groaning.

"Jorge needs to get ready for school and I appreciate if you wouldn't stay over and fuck him on a school night," I may have said a little too harshly.

"Woah woah woah. We didn't have sex. I just slept over. If it really bothers you I'll leave."

"Yeah that'd be nice." I said.

He gathered his things and headed out the door. I rolled my eyes and made my way inside.

Jorge was balled up on the couch under a fluffy blanket. I don't recognize this one. Lucas must have brought it.

I shook him lightly. "Jorge."

He stirred but didn't quite wake up.

I shook him again. "Jorge."

He mumbled, "Go away I'm trying to sleep," I rolled my eyes.

"Jorge Garay!" I yelled.

His eyes snapped open. "What!?"

"You have to get ready for school." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Seriously. Just let me go back to bed!" He tried pulling the blanket up over his face but I yanked it out of his grip.

"Up. And dressed now. I need to take you there and I prefer not to be late when you were supposed to already be going for a week." I stared at him.

He rolled his eyes and got up. "Ugh. Fine," he huffed and went to his room.

A few minutes later he came back in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt once again given by me. He looked so cute. "You look adorable." I said smiling.

"Shut up let's just go." He said.

"Wait! I got you some stuff for school." I handed him the backpack. "I hope it's enough," I said.

He looked in it and smiled. "Thank you," he said.

He slung the backpack over his shoulder and headed out the door.

I followed him out and into the elevator. We stood in silence.

Once we got to my car I opened the door for him and we were on the road.

I handed him my phone. "Put your school in on the gps."

He took the phone and typed before handing it back to me.

"Starting route" the little computer said.

I drove with one hand on the wheel and I glanced over at Jorge. He was staring out the window bouncing his leg.

I rested my hand on his thigh. "Stop that. Don't be nervous. It'll be okay," I said trying to sound soothing. He looked at me and smiled.

He bit his nail and looked back out the window.