I looked up to my best friend as he put the joint I just rolled to his mouth, he lit it taking a few puffs and passing it to me. I took a long hit letting the fumes fill my lungs. Satisfied, I give him the joint to finish it. I don't smoke often but when I do I tend to be very stressed. I'm not some pot head with no future, I go to all my classes and work enough to pay the bills. Honestly I don't know how I ended up in this situation. I guess it's just because I care to much.
My best friend, Lucas, lost his parents and little brother in a car crash 4 months ago. He was a mess the first two months and I was there for him, but something changed in the third month, he changed. Lucas used to be very sweet, he had manners, never did drugs, never touched alcohol a day in his life. We were considered the 'nerd heard' and we didn't mind. We considered ourselves simply smarted than everyone else. We are now in collage in our second year.
Lucas started going out and I would go with him, because I was not letting my best friend go alone. He never left me alone when I was in need and I won't leave him. The first time going out we got drunk, the night ended with us both sobbing on our bathroom floor hugging each other and taking turns for the toilet. We were a mess, but we were together.
By the fourth month Lucas tried weed for the first time, and so did I. Lucas now went by 'Luke'. One night when we were high out of our minds he told me to never call him Luke because he said that Luke was a shitty person and he wanted me to still see him as Lucas. I didn't reply all I did was scoot closer to him and wrap my arms around him.
I know I should be doing more to help him. By getting him not to do all these things. I feel guilty about it every time he takes a shot or takes a puff of the cancer stick, but sometimes the best people in the world need breaks too. This was ours.
Now that I'm sitting here, high as a kite, I can't help but think about what the future holds for Lucas and I. Lucas and I were still experimenting things. We are both virgins at age 21. No one ever looked at us like that. They all thought Lucas and I were together. I don't know what frightened me the most about loosing my virginity, possibly getting pregnant at such a young age or the possibility of regretting it once I'd done it.
"We should go get drinks." Lucas looked at me smiling. His eyes were the color of the ocean after a storm and I wouldn't mind drowning myself in them. He noticed me staring and started waving his hands in my face.
"Sarah. You alright?" He asked standing up. I looked up to him.
"Yeah let's go. We just have to be back in an hour, we have class tomorrow." I said and he groaned in response. No matter what we did the night before I made him got to class so he wouldn't regret it later.
I laughed slightly putting on my shoes. Without a word we stepped out our apartment and I locked the door. We both had cars but when we went out we usually take Lucas' truck because he had leather seats, don't want anyone to puke on my cushion seats.
We arrived at the bar we usually go to if we're not going to a club and walked in. There wasn't that many people there but enough to fill five tables. I instantly noticed a blonde checking Lucas out. He was so oblivious to every female that tried to get into his pants.
We made our way to the bar and took a seat on the stools. I would probably be driving back so two shots was my limit. Not long after our first shot, the blonde that I saw when we walked in came sit next to Lucas and started flirting. I instantly ordered two more shots for myself. I know two was the limit but maybe just maybe if I was buzzed enough the hint of sadness would go away. I don't know why every time a female talked to him I felt this way. I think I'm scared of being replaced. I am usually Lucas' top priority.
After I downed the shots I looked over to see the freakishly tall blonde whisper in his ear. She then started walking towards the bathroom and he followed. Nope. It's both going to bother me. I won't let it. I get my phone and play a little bit of temple run. I look and they're still not back. It's been five minutes. Not to long, who am I kidding, do you know what can happen in five minutes? Just thinking about it made me cringe. I instantly got up and made my way to the bathrooms.
