His Lifeline | [2] ✔️

3. blue eyes

A I D E N

I watch from the living room couch with a drink in my hand with Lyn holding Lucas' hand as they make their way up the stairs as Lucas stumbles a bit before disappearing from my line of vision. My hand grips the red solo cup in my hand tightly as i watch one of the people i care about whom i also want to so badly kiss (and fuck senseless) since i was twelve go do god knows what with Lyn.

The fucking bitch that is currently blackmailing me.

I snuck out of my room to come to this god for saken party just to watch my best friend who i haven't spend one on one time with him since Lyn came into the picture. At the start before the relationship between them happened i was sad of course seeing him like someone else other than me but i knew i had to be happy for him for all the shit he goes through so i didn't think anything of it at the time but how very wrong i was. I'm mad at him for not giving me the time of day the first few weeks of their relationship but the more i looked into it, he's being manipulative by her.

I tried to tell him when i first realised what was happening but he told me to get lost because he's jealous of him having someone while i don't have anybody. He even had the nerve to say that i was jealous of him because i wanted Lyn but its literally quite the opposite really.

After that fight i didn't say anything but we became of course friends again but i just kept quite and just let it happen in front of me, i hate that i didn't do anything more to help him.

If he's happy then i am, i guess.

But he doesn't seem happy to me anymore, these past weeks I've notice that he isn't quite himself anymore but he is hiding it behind that bubbly smile he wears on his face but i know him.

He's lost again.

And i have no clue what because ever since Lyn found out that i liked him more as a friend she blackmailed me into staying away so every time Lucas came up to me, i act angry at him when really it's Lyn that i'm angry at not him. I could never be mad at him.

Snapping out of my thoughts i feel my stomach get this weird feeling as if something is really wrong and half the time when i feel this its the truth and it mostly revolves around Lucas with this feeling. He's okay. i try to say to myself. He's fine.

Should i check on him?

Fuck.

What if he is fine? I don't want to walk in on them. I take a deep breath before i couldn't get rid of my growing curosity. I stand up from the couch setting the drink down on the table, making my way through the crowd to the stairs. I slowly make my way up there giving myself some time to think this through.

He's fine.

I get to the landing part of the second floor of the house with the music still blasting down stairs as i make my way down the lit corridor with the doors closed. I peak through some doors to see no one until i heard a shout from the last door down the hall.

That sounded like Lucas.

I walk down further before im standing outside the door, putting my ear to the door just in case i misread the situation. "LYN STOP" followed by a hand slap.

That's my boy, alright.

With no hesitation i bang the door open to see a scene that makes my blood boil with anger as Lyn snaps her head to see me with fear in her eyes. I look behind her to see Lucas with a red handprint appearing on his wet stained cheeks.