Consider Me

Chapter Forty Six: Lucas

"Break up with her," 

I turned around and looked at Cal who is standing like a rock in the middle of my living room, "What did you just say?" 

Without breaking his impassive expression, he repeats rather slowly either to annoy me or someone hit his head during his trip to Japan. Yes that's where he went. "Break up with Lily,"

I laugh mockingly. Is he serious? "You're joking, right?" When he shakes his head I gawk at him, wondering at what point did he lose his screws. "I am not breaking up with her Cal. Where the fuck did you even come up with this idea?"

"Just now. When I perused our options,"

"And you came up with that monstrosity?"

"Yes, because that's our only option," he arched a brow, "You were there at the street yesterday, weren't you? You saw her read the file that you asked me to prepare but someone got their hands at the last minute and gave her as if they wanted to-"

"I know," I cut him abruptly. As if they wanted to distract her. Two days before the competition. "But that doesn't mean I break up with her. Not now when she needs me,"

"The more reason to cut her off,"

"Why is that always your answer? Break things up?" 

"One of you needs to think logically and that'll only happen when you're not joined to the hip every second of the day," he explains. "You and I both know someone is stalking Lily with a malicious intent. If you're with her all the time they won't come out of the shadows,"

"True but I believe there could be another way to handle this. I am not breaking up with her," I run my hands over my hair, frustrated. "I mean what do you even expect to happen?"

"I am baiting on your relationship. Once he or she knows you both aren't together they'd go after Lily directly,"

"Cal, you're telling me to step back and put Lily in the open so some bloody motherfucker would show up and harm her," 

"We'll not let it get to that. Someone will always have their eyes on her," he says and I am trying my best to look at that from all perspective but it's not working. What he is asking of me isn't just baiting on my relationship. He is asking me to hurt her. 

And sue me for not wanting to hurt my girlfriend. 

I am quiet for a minute, skeptically pondering my options when he says with a sigh, "For crying out loud you're not Romeo and Juliet. This is only for a week,"

I looked him in the eye. "What if she refuses to get back with me?"

"Then be a man and grovel,"

"That's your advice?" I glare. "Grovel,"

"Well you are going to hurt her so,"

"Jesus Christ, I should've gone to Anthony," I rub my face and looked away. "What on earth was I thinking coming to you? You're worse than Ryan,"

"Your loud and obnoxious slightly gay friend?"

"He is not gay," I say but I am not sure anymore. Maybe he is. Who knows. Not my business. 

"He talks gay," Cal shrugs. 

"You met him once and that too at a costume party," I remind him. It was an year ago when this happened. Ryan threw a costume party for my birthday and invited everyone from the school. My parents too showed up although quite early for just cake cutting then left the premise to give us some 'youth space'. Their words not mine. 

My brothers showed by the end of the party when everyone was either too wasted to make sentences or too occupied in their post sex haze. Ryan and I didn't engage in any funny businesses. We were the host so we needed to be sober in case someone burned the building or stuff. Wild things happen when you mix high school seniors with alcohol.