Caim

33 | Lucas's POV

This is not the continuation of the story it's just a little chapter on the insight of our very own Lucas's life.

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LUCAS's POV

Just sitting down in this cold weather, listening to the wind blowing, birds chirping is giving me the type of tranquillity that I couldn't get at home. The serene feeling of this silent nightly sky, the sparkling stars and the sound of honks coming from under me. It makes me forget about everything and let me breath without a boulder pressing down on my chest.

I've been too much of a coward to go home and meet my parents. Seeing their sneering faces, knowing how much of a disappointment I am knocks me off of my feet. Whenever they praise Reid on how he scored good grades or when he brings girls home they simply accept him but when I score an A in class is be told how much of a disgrace I am. If I ever bring even a friend to my house they would insult me right in front of her and would say I'm nothing but a shameless jerk.

Sometimes I wish to disappear into thin air. I didn't just want to exist, I want to live, love and give. I want to give everything to someone my parents couldn't give me. The hope of being loved. I want to love someone to the point where they'd be filled to the brim and I can see my love reflecting through their eyes. I just want to feel loved,

Is it wrong to just once want to feel like you belong to someone?

My reverie broke when my phone rang, the song ' die a little' blasted through my phone. Only one person could relate to this song, hence the ringtone. Specifically for him, Caim.

"What do you want sweetheart," I said with so much enthusiasm, even I cringed inwardly. I heard some shuffling in the background then a gate is closed and it was silent on the other side.

"Where are you?" He asked, still with his edgy voice. I don't even know how princess copes with him. If I were his boyfriend id kick his butt every time he frowned or passed any snarky comment, my best friend is too rude.

"Why? You miss me?" I laughed when he cursed and said how wrong he was to call me but deep down I know he loves me just as much. I waited for him to come to the point. This guy can never be funny, heck even sir Charlie Chaplin won't be able to make him crack a smile. He is a stone that needs to be carved into something human.

"Shut up, just tell me where are you?" He asked and I heard a little concern over the edge in his voice. Can't knows mostly everything about how I have a soap opera, worth family. He knows why I'm always this happy and jolly, well I like to be happy but sometimes it's hard to not be sad when your parents call you a shame to their family name. See, trouble in paradise.

"Cliff," I said and huffed, knowing he can detect even a slight change in my voice. Sometimes I wish he was my mom, at least I'd know that I'm being loved.

"Lucas, is everything okay?" There, right there is my best friend who is not an asshole but a perfectly capable man who can feel emotions and asks me about how I'm feeling. I grinned, well it seemed a little forced but oh well my best friend is asking how I'm feeling, that's like being asked if I'd like a complimentary dish in a restaurant.

"Yes, everything's fine, I'm fine, damn fine," I said and smirked when he sighed.

"Do you want me to come there?" I lifted my head to look over the beautiful view of the city. The twinkling lights, cars zooming down the streets, the chatter of people, it was all a distant sound but brought a huge amount of normalcy. It was surreal and I wanted to be left alone to feel this magic just by myself.

"No, I'm good" I ended the call right after he cursed me to be such a wuss, placing the phone back into my pocket, I closed my eyes and relished in the feeling of cold air caressing my face. It was so soft, it almost made me fall asleep but the sound of a car door closing grabbed my attention.