Hell Hath no Fury [Lucio]

Lucio only watched the other for a moment, shifting a bit to glance off to the side before spotting some of his friends, who watched from afar, one whispering to the other before leaving. He'll then look back up at Jamie with a small noise. "You're welcome," he replied before smiling just softly, even laughing quietly at the last comment. "Told you," Lucio said, moving his hand to rub the back of his neck with a small sigh. "I practice my moves a bit every weekend." Wait, why is he even telling him little details of what he does? "Glad to see that it pays off then."

What Lucio promised to do, his friends sure didn't.

Jamison chuckled and nodded in response, glancing over to the side, "Ha! Looks like yer public is waitin'..." The looks they were giving him didn't go unnoticed, hateful, nasty looks. His skin went prickly under they eyes and he let out a nervous chuckle, nodding vaguely at his words, "Y-yeah, well it sure does pay off!" He grinned, though it was a bit less earnest and a bit more nervous, "yer fuckin' quick!" Small and fast, a dangerous combination indeed.

After a few more minutes of the heavy scrutiny he was feeling, he cleared his throat, "w-well I uh, oughta' head t'my next class...Don't got this one with yew." He gave a smirk, "lucky yew, eh?"

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Trust no one.

He'd gotten good at reminding himself of that constantly, the only person he held any semblance of trust towards was Gabe, he'd earned it. He'd thought he could trust Lucio, he'd been relieved when he'd promised not to tell anyone, he supposed maybe he should have just flat out told him why, instead he'd been vague and the little shit had broken his promise.

He didn't know why this surprised him, or why it hurt him so deeply, he imagine it was because of how much he legitimately cared for Lucio, he still did, but the hurt was clear on his face as he stalked up towards the school, sporting a gnarly black eye and a bandage on the side of his head he usually kept shaved down, gifts from home.

His demeanor was much different today, visibly withdrawn and eerily quiet, a change from his usually talkative self, there was a morose, hurt expression on his face as he scanned the crowds, hoping that for once he didn't see anyone familiar. He wasn't in the mood for talking.

Lucio came in early, the usual but he noticed Jamie from afar and he looked.. acted.. totally different. Jamie didn't pay attention to him or anything like he usually does. What happened that changed? He did notice that bandage and black eye and he just couldn't help but worry. His friends gathered around the kid, more in a protective manner than anything else once Jamie came into view and slipped by them. Some only glared in his direction and Lucio only frowned. "Hey, let me talk with him," he'll say with a mumble, rolling his eyes at some protests but he'll back away from the group to follow behind the other. "Jamie? You seem very different today, what's wrong?"

Jamison sniffed as he looked to the side, catching sight of Lucio, he hated the way his friends crowded around him like that, like he was some kind of wild animal they had to protect Lucio from. His gaze shifted back to the floor when he saw Lucio break away and come his way, flinching visibly when Lucio spoke to him and casting a hurt glare his way, "wot d'yew want." His tone was guarded and low, and he had to fight a tear leaking from the one eye that wasn't just about swollen shut, "y-yew've done enough." He glanced away from him now as he continued walking, trying his best to ignore him.

Wait, what? Lucio looked a bit confused at the other's reaction, raising an eyebrow as he continues to follow the other with a frown. "Done enough? What did I do now?" Lucio asked softly, moving so he can go in front of Jamie before crossing his arms over his chest. "Look, whatever you think I did, I'm sorry," Lucio said rather softly with a frown, though he can't help but to glance at the other's wounds. Ouch. He wanted to try and make it better and to make it go away but he has no idea how. Wait, why does he care? All Jamie does is pick on him. Lucio mentally shook the thought away as he taps his foot against the floor.

Jamison let out a frustrated hiss when he continued to follow him, breathing to try and calm himself down as he looked at him again, "yew know wot yew did." His voice shook slightly as he tried to fight off his tears, he hated letting anyone see him cry, but he just felt so hurt. When Lucio moved in front of him, Jamie narrowed his good eye and frowned, "stop playin' stupid!" He stopped walking now and looked at him with a betrayed expression, "y-yew p-promised, Lucio." He ran a hand over his good eye and snuffed, "yew p-promised not t'tell!"

He wasn't angry at the boy, just incredibly hurt, "d-did yew ever think maybe there was a good reason I didn't want yew t'tell anyone?!" He was trying to keep the shout from his voice, but it was hard, "I thought I could trust yew!" He tone fell to a shaky, soft volume, "I thought yew were diff'rent..." He opened his mouth to say more, then just shook his head and turned, "yew got yer wish. Th'vile little monster Jamie is gonna leave yew alone...Happy?" He sniffed again, unable to help the tears in his good eye now.

Lucio just stood there, confused and lost. "What on earth are you talking about?!" Lucio growled out, clenching his fists a bit. "I didn't tell anyone, I swear." Of course their little confrontation is, again, drawing a bit of attention but Lucio has his full attention on the other instead and not the rest. "Someone told, apparently, but it wasn't me. I never, ever, break a promise." As Jamie talks on, Lucio couldn't help but to be hurt himself, not believing what he was hearing. "If you don't believe me, fine, but know this; I don't think you're a monster," he'll say rather softly with a frown, turning his gaze to the floor before kicking at it a bit, turning his gaze back up at Jamie. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't tell anyone and I'll stop bugging you, alright?"

Jamison wanted more than anything to believe him, he wanted to believe him because he really did care about him, his hurt gaze faltered and he looked unsure, shaking his head, "I wanna believe yew, Lucio...I jus'...Ugh..." He put a hand to the side of his head, this was so messed up, he'd been doing well yesterday, he'd actually gotten Lucio to laugh, "I really want to..." His tone became sad and almost desperate, and he looked from Lucio's group of friends back to him, "well...Tell yer awesome friends thanks fer this." He pointed to his black eye, unable to hide the tremble in his voice.

He swallowed and his anger died as quickly as it'd come, he was surprised to hear Lucio admit that he didn't think he was a monster, he swallowed, "yew don't...But they do..." He gestured to his friends and the rest of the people that had assembled, turning from him again, "Sorry fer accusin' yew." He cast a glance at the group with a wounded expression, "y'know sometimes there's a reason not t'rat someone out." He gave Lucio a sad expression, "yew don't have t'stop buggin' me...Thas' th'opposite of wot I want..." He shrugged before giving him a weak smile.

Yeah, Lucio had a feeling that Jamie wouldn't believe him. It kind of sucks. Though he didn't voice his thought on it as he turns his gaze to his group of friends, giving them a broken-hearted expression before looking back up to Jamie. "It's true," Lucio mumbled quietly as he glances at his friends again, practically glaring at them. "I'm sorry, Jamie, that you went through a lot because of it. Is there a way I can make it up to you?" Lucio asked, frowning more as he moves to rub his own arms with a sigh. "If they did that after I talked with them earlier about it, then they're not really good friends to begin with."

"I don't see how. Well, sort of. You are a bit of a bully," Lucio said with another shrug. "And it's alright, not your fault," he added quietly but that small smile from the other made Lucio smile softly as well. "Again, I'm sorry."

Jamison looked to the side ans finally sighed softly, "okay...I believe yew." He wanted to believe that Lucio was better than that, because he really did seem like he was. He looked over his face with a tiny smile, tilting his head, "it ain't yer fault my parents are assholes. Don't apologize." He hadn't told on him either, so he saw no reason for Lucio to start apologizing to him. He gave a soft chuckle and rubbed his chin, "Mmm sit with me at lunch?" It was a small request, surely he could pull himself away from all his other friends long enough to sit with him? H glanced at the group and sighed, "I dunno if it was them either...Someone told...Th'school called home an' ugh..." He put a hand over the busted side of his face.

At those words, he dropped his hand and looked guilty, sighing, "I know...I don't know how t'be anythin' else..." It sucked being stuck like this, he didn't know how to be a normal kid, he never had known. He chuckled and took Lucio's hand in his, squeezing it, "s'okay. It's not yer fault."

"Honestly, it doesn't seem like you do," Lucio pointed out a bit quietly, unable to continue to feel bad for what could have happened to Jamie. Maybe he can talk to his parents about something..? It's the least he could do. "I know but.." he'll start before stopping himself with a huff and a pout. Though that request made Lucio perk up a bit before nodding. "Sure, I can do that," he'll answer with a faint smile. "I don't know but I'm sure I can figure it out who it was. I have connections," Lucio then smiled a bit more brightly with a little laugh. "I'll tell them off for you, if I could figure out who it was."

"Well, why don't you just stay with me and I'll help you? We'll be the best of friends." Oh Lucio. "Then once people see that you're actually not a bad person, they'll give you a chance." Lucio let his hand be taken by the other, glancing down at it with a faint blush before looking back up at Jamie. "I.. well.. alright."