After Effects

Chapter 30. - Vodka Makes Good Friends

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The world needed  to see this picture. Also am i the only one noticing that Bojan is choking Kris in the correct way? Kinky, Bojan. Kinky. 

For the people who haven't seen my post, i'm very sorry for the long wait but Wattpad deleted this whole chapter and the next one and i didn't have the time to rewrite it - also i couldn't really remember it so i basically had to start from the beginning. 

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"That sounds like an amazing idea." I smiled at the idea Jure had gotten. All 5 of us were spread out of the couch in the living room of Richard's luxurious apartment. It might as well be a house with how big it was. Nace had his head in my lab and texting his girlfriend on his phone while i was playing with his hair. Nace was wearing those cute glasses he'd sometimes wear and he was wrapped up in a nice sweater and scarf. Scream was playing on the TV but i think i was the only one who was watching it because all the guys had their phones in their hands, with their eyes plastered to the screens. 

"I don't know if that's a good idea." Jan skepticized. 

"You're the one who'd do anything for a good party." Jure said. 

"Why not?" Nace asked, not looking away from his phone. Jan stayed silent which made Jure and Nace look to him. Jan just looked over at me without saying a word. He didn't need to either. I knew exactly why. This was the part i hated the most. The part where others would treat me differently and worry when my challenges became too much. 

Like when fainting form exhaustion and getting a nosebleed because of my meds. If the doctor hadn't told them that i needed rest they wouldn't be hesitant to let me go out with them to a bar, even if it was just a couple of drinks and not even to party. I felt pathetic. Like i wasn't even able to take care of myself, so my friends needed to do it for me. 

It is not my friends responsibility to take care of me. 

I loved the relationship i had with them and how we'd be there for each other. I loved when Jure held his arm around my shoulder while mine was around his waist. I loved when Jan and I would share a cigarette. I loved when Nace would rest his head in my lab and i'd play with his hair - like we did right now. I loved holding hands with Kris. I loved when Bojan would hold me. And it wasn't just about the physical aspect of our friendship, but the way we felt about each other and loved each other. Not just as work collages, but as general close friends and as general family. All of us had known each other for ages - some longer than others. It wasn't just a band or a friend group. Nace, Jan, Kris, Jure and Bojan were my family and childhood friends.

But my existence wasn't their responsibility. Kris would never admit it, but i really did think he sometimes forgot that. 

"What?" I asked. I wanted to hear Jan's reasoning as to why we shouldn't go out tonight for a drink. 

"You know why, Tuva." Jan said with a soft voice and a tilted head. 

"Don't worry, Jan, I'm good. We can go our  for a drink." 

"Dude you know it's not just a drink. When was the last time we went out for "a drink" and didn't get shitfaced?"  Jan asked. Very rarely we'd go to a bar or club and every single one of us could go in a straight after some well-used hours of "This is my last one." However the night would never be boring and we'd have a laugh about it at some point.