Not telling the truth

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The restaurant was pretty crowded once we walked inside but as the waitress saw Lewis I knew that they would make an exception for us no matter what.

Lewis was pretty much the only one of the drivers my father would allow me to hang out with in my free time. I think that's because i've known him since we were kids, and so had my father. We're pretty much family.

I've never had any siblings because my mom and dad chose not to get anyone else then me. I have always wished for a sibling, someone to share those core memories with, and there was Lewis.

We used to go on vacations together because after my father discovered the talent that Lewis held once he was a child we brought both him and his family on different things.

"Here" the waitress gestured towards a table by the window "Here are your menus and then I will be right back to order your drinks" I returned her polite smile before setting myself down by the table.

The aura of the place was comfortable. Dimmed light, fall colors and some low piano music playing. It was very calming after a stressful trip.

"What do you want to drink?" Lewis asked me and I snapped out of my thoughts. "I would like a fanta maybe?" I answered. He nodded gently "do you mind driving back? That way i can have a beer" i agreed to that and Lewis proceeded to order drinks for the both of us and just took the food order at the same time.

"Now how are you?" he asked me once the waitress had walked away.
"I'm good, school went well and now i'm going to be traveling with dad for a while" i told him. He just shook his head. "That's not what I meant," he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked him "how. are . you. I know you okay? Now how are you really?" he asked again. I see.

"I'm alright. Really "I tell him, giving him a smile to reassure him that I wasn't lying. "It's better now, and now that i'm going to have a little break i think i will be even better" he nodded "That's good to hear. It's not that i don't want to hear about the other things but you know what comes first" he tells me. I know. I know that he is right and I know that he knows me. Maybe a little too well.

"And how are you?" I ask him as he bites into some of the bread they left on the table.

"I'm good, since mom got better I'm doing better. I think it will be alright and racing is going so well" he looked at me "and you know, things are all going better" he smiled. I felt it deep inside of my heart, the break, the shatter. Because I know he is lying to me. I don't want to call him out on it though, I'm going to let him live in this belief that his mother is doing better and that she will recover soon.

She won't.

Dad told me over the phone a few days ago. She is worse than what she had ever been and it's estimated that she will only have a few weeks left.

That's one of the reasons I can now. I was supposed to join dad in a few months but because of the change of state of Lewis' mother he asked me if i wanted to come sooner, so that i could be there for him.

"That's good. I hope to see her soon. She is the best person to gossip with. "I tell Lewis.

I see the broken in him too, but he wont tell me.

"Yeah probably soon" he tells me.

Once we've finished eating we sit there and talk for a bit more. All of a sudden i realize that i first of all have three bottles with fanta that are all emptied out in front of me, secondly its gotten dark outside. The streetlights are on and car lights flash by.

"What is the time?" I asked the Englishman "it's around... six?!" he bursts out. "We're supposed to be at dinner tonight at like eight," he tells me and looks around for a waiter. "Can we get the bill?" he asks once they approach him.

We hurry out in the car and drive back to the hotel. Once we've parked and I am on my way to enter my hotel room he grabs ahold of me pulling me into a hug. "We should do this more often" he tells me before heading into his own room. He never hugs.


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this chapter is very short but i think this was a good place to end it. tell me if you liked it or not. 

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