My best stranger

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"why do you have such a serious face on?" Lucas says as he takes another bite out of his donut.
"I'll just cut to the chase. You told me about Liya"
"Shit, so that wasn't a dream?" He wipes off the jam from the corner of his lip and looks like he'd just got caught stealing.
"Ya. You know you can talk to me right?"
"I know, I know your my gee"
"Do you actually know?"
"Of course I do" it really hurt to think that he couldn't trust me with things like this. My sole purpose in his life is to make sure he goes through shit like this without feeling like shit. I know,I need to reduce my use on the word.

"Then why did I have to find out when your high"
"I don't know you have your shit going on and I don't want to put my shit on top of your shit"
I see where I get the habit from.
"Don't make it sound like I don't give you room to talk."
"Some things are just hard to say okay" he yells and cups his face in his palms

My best friend is messed up and all I can do is sit there and watch his mood swings.

"I'm sorry for pushing you. But bottling up your emotions isn't healthy"
"I know. I hate this feeling but thanks, thanks for caring" I see the tears form in his eyes. He looks at me begging for this to end with his eyes. I hate the way he's looking and whatever I can do to make him stop feeling like this, I'll do it.

"The next time your going to see her, I'm coming with" I tell him and he just nods. He cleans of the tears that have impatiently fallen and run down his cheek.
"I heard you punched Jay" he says and laughs looking back up at me.
"Oh,ya like two weeks ago"
"And I had to hear that from some rando. Didn't know you had it in you?"
"Come on, give me some cred. Remember when I got into a fight in highschool"
We both laugh
"That was barely a fight. Nick Barkley kicked your ass"
It was junior year and for some reason Nick loved looking for my trouble. He'd steal my pen from my desk while I was looking or fall my lunch on the floor. I couldn't hold my anger when he picked up my journal and tore it. I knew he was going to beat me up, he was so heavy for a kid his age. But I took my chances, I had to let out my frustration and look at his face while I was doing it.
We both got suspended but I was the one with the busted lip and bandaged wrist. Turns out he had a crush on me and he hated me for that. He hated me for reminding him that he was different.

"True" I take a final sip from my ice tea and say "I'm in the mood for fortnite. You?"
"When am I not in the mood for fortnite."
We both leave the cafe and drive back to his place. We set up the pads and start playing.
"So any updates on Erica?"
"We've kissed"
"Damn. And I know of this now. You hide a few things yourself Mr Grant"
"It's just a kiss. Nothing serious"
"Not yet"
"Ya"
"She doesn't know what innocent Noah can do with his hands. The talent he possesses" he comments and we both laugh.
"But you like her now yeah?"
"I keep on asking myself and I think I do. She makes me feel so vulnerable, like I want to give her everything"
"She makes you all mushy and stuff?"
"You make it sound like I'm a horny highschool female"
"That's sexist bro"
Lucas is a self acclaimed feminist. He contradicts himself sometimes but he says "I'm new to this shit"
"Why not ask her out. For like a formal date"
"That's the thing. She makes me feel I don't have to do anything, she has everything covered. Like I'm the girl in this relationship"
"She's taken away your man rights. That type is rare"
"What's man rights?"
"I don't know" he says and laughs.
"Shit. I got shot" I exclaim and put my pad down. I have to wait for Lucas to get shot before we can start another game.
"You know the rules" he says with his eyes fixed on the flat screen.
I go to the kitchen and get a beer and a bag of chips. I walk back to the parlor and randomly point out
"Remember when I was hooking up with your sister?"
"Christ. You remind me of that cringe moment why?"
"She's not even related to you by blood, your adopted"
"Thanks for the reminder dickhead. But still, we grew up together it's wierd. I can't believe you fucked her and told me about it"
"I can't believe she let me fuck her" I reply and we both laugh. I throw a chip in my mouth and hear the satisfying crunch.
"How is she?"
"Pregnant"
"What?!"
"With your child"
"Your fucking stupid" I say and he laughs at how dumb I was to believe it at first.
"She's okay. She just got in to college"
"Cool. Would you let me date her now"
"Forget it gee"
"Is she grown? You know..."
"Thats my fucking sister. Don't ask me if my sister has more tities or ass than the last time you saw her. Isn't Erica enough"
I throw a pillow at his head and get a perfect hit. "Shit. I'm fucking dead, cause of you"
"How was that cause of me. You were too exposed"
He throws the pillow back at me and reaches into the bag of chips laying on the coffee table.  He slouches in his couch and turns to me then says "she has grown though" then we both laugh.

Seven's note
I love these two so much. What do you think of this chapter. Pls don't forget to vote and comment.
Much love 💕

P.s the pic will make a good Dylan don't you think.