Luther poured the bag of bird seed into the bowl in Luther Jr's birdcage. Luther Jr. got a birdcage because Luther was tired of having to clean up bird poop from random places in his apartment and the birdcage only cost around 50 dollars so it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
YO HO HO and a bottle of Rum
Take a few sips and the devil does the rest
YO HO HO and bottle of Rum" Luther Jr. screamed while flapping his wings.
Luther Jr. was picking up and copying everything Luther said, that song being one of them. He learned it from one of his old foster parents and song it every mourning in the shower. It was a habit that wasn't really bad so Luther never addressed it. He just let it happen.
"How you doing little buddy!" said the bird cutting off Luther's thoughts.
"Hey, you're the little one here." ,Luther replied.
"You're the little one here!", Luther Jr said back.
"Whatever", Luther said while leaving his room and going into the kitchen. In the kitchen he stopped completely forgetting what he was going to do. Luther Jr let out a loud squawk that could be heard from the kitchen. Luther sighed and went back into his room. Luther Jr was eating the bird seeds and looked up when Luther walked in. With his head cocked slightly to left like a possessed doll he said "You're the small one here!"
What a strange bird Luther thought to himself. He grabbed a open box of cereal on his bed and sat down.
"He L. J. can I tell you a story?" Luther asked. The bird looked up from eating and then went back to munching on the seeds.
"I'm going take that as a yes." Luther didn't have much people to talk to. What with the fact that he lived alone and his issues being around other people.
"I got lost in the woods when I was like 17." Luther was eating and talking at the same time. "Well I got lost on purpose. I tried to run into the woods and starve to death. It was when I was living with the Richardsons, another foster family and the ones I remembered the most. The had a son named Dylan who was 18, around my age. Dylan was really special to me and we became best friends. I cared for him more then I cared for my own life. He was really smart, his brain worked like a calculator and his drawing skills were extraordinary." Luther stopped to pause and Luther Jr looked up and flew to the end of the cage closest to Luther. "Well I kinda fell in love with him. I was never really interested in anyone before romantically or sexually for that matter. Till then that stuff didn't really matter to me. One night I woke up and went to get water and when I came back Dylan was in my room. He said he wanted to sleep with me. At first I was a flustered my face turning red but then I released he literally meant sleep in the same bed. I told him he could and then we got under the covers together. His arm wrapped around me and I pushed back against him loving every moment of it. Then I turned around a kissed him and he kissed me back. That repeated every night for almost two weeks. When one day I asked if he was my boyfriend and are we dating."
Luther paused to eat more cereal and Luther Jr squawked in protest, he wanted to hear more.
"Well he said no" Luther's voice increased in volume." He said at night we could be together but during the day he was straight. I can't believe that anyone would say that. Hide a whole part of himself for what reason. Until then I never seen any problem with what we were doing and I thought he didn't either. We argued until his parents walked in. He tried to silence me but I made a pretty bad decision. I yelled at his parents and told them that he was in the closet. After that I ran outside into the the park next t his house and then in the woods. I wanted to get lost with no food an starve to death. I wanted my life to end.
Luther released he had tears running down his face and stopped to wipe them.
"I've been in foster care since I was 7 and I never felt accepted until Dylan but that was all just a lie. He was just like everyone else in society. When the police found me I as taken back and the Richardsons told me that I had to leave. So I packed my bag and went on to my next foster home."
"My name is Luther!" Luther Jr replied.
"Yeah, me too." Was all Luther had to say.
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