Suicidal

Chapter 14: - Something from nothing

(Picture of Lucas above.)

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN;

SOMETHING FROM NOTHING -

I was completely flummoxed to why Lucas was upset.

He was devoid of emotion, those beautiful cheeks of his had turned into an epitome of sadness. Compared to the past days, his vigour was deteriorating, and rather quickly too. I'd never known him to be this melancholic before, and it'd only been three perfect months of discovering who he really was. And that was a long time.

He'd fixed me in many ways, unconditionally and emotionally. In the past I was struggling with my social anxiety, but gradually I'd been getting better, eventually taking bigger steps to overcome my boundaries. He was the one who was transforming me into a better person. He was the one who was earning pieces of my heart.

While we were sitting there though, on the dark bench, I realised that I couldn't dwell on what Lucas did for me, I needed to recognise what I'd done for him.

He fixed me. Did I fix him? No.

He became my catalyst of memories, brightening up every single day. Did I brighten up his day? Probably not.

He befriended me. Did I befriend him? No, not really.

He made our friendship spark. Did I? No.

He was the one who was always there for me. Was I there for him? Not until recently, no.

Once I'd reconciled all the benefits I've gained due to our friendship, I decided that I needed to make more effort in our relationship. From now onwards, I'd ask more about him, I'd plan more events with him, hell I'd even kiss him.

That was when I knew I was falling for him.

"I'm s-so sorry....Lara. I bet it's humiliating for me to be crying on your shoulders. Damn I should really stop." Lucas said, pulling away from me.

I looked at his liquid - like cheeks, and suddenly missed his embrace. "No, no don't ever think that - it's not humiliating nor embarrassing, it never was and it never will be. We can't control our emotions, and sometimes we need other people to control them for us."

He looked at me like I was his last hope. His head nodded and the grey sky began to clear. "Thank you Lara, f-for being there, thank you so much."

I smiled. "No problem, it's what friends are for. Right?"

"Right." He answered.

And with that, I noticed his hair returned to its normal brown colour, a little wavy but slid over to the left - (from my view anyway) - and his once so dull and metallic eyes turned back into their blue form. I began to like him more and more, not due to his charming looks, but because of his beautiful and elegantly carved personality.

Everyone has their holes in life, but Lucas had very few.

After three more lessons of Mathematics, (yes I had four lessons that day), I was ready to leave. Like I said previously though, Lucas was in none of my lessons - so I had no way of checking up on him. I didn't know if he felt better by any means, or if he was on a way to recovery. But one thing I did know, was that I promised on that day to be by his side for eternity.