Suicidal

Chapter 22: - Reality Check

(Play the song when it says for added effect.)

Song: Jar of hearts ~ Christina Perri

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CHAPTER TWENTY - TWO;

REALITY CHECK  -

Me, Lucas and Quincy started walking back home. We all lived in the same area (ish), so it made our walk home less complicated than it had to be. We passed shops and local parks, which Lucas seemed to take interest in. The parks looked pretty mundane though.....

It was all weird, holding hands with Lucas on the way back; whilst Quincy found it funny to third - wheel. It was an unusual feeling, because I didn't even consider Lucas my boyfriend back then, the only thing I felt comfortable labeling him was a "Friend". But by judging  his comely face and messy blonde hair, it seemed to me that he thought the same too. Were we more than just friends?

I didn't dwell much on the situation at all, mainly because I was so focused on how his warm hand clasped mine, locking it away from the cold, bitter air. Speaking of cold air, it was extremely foggy, and damp. And I could tell by the worried look on Quincy's face, that he felt uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that in fact, he even pulled his coat up to level with his mouth. It looked like he was chewing it.

"Are you okay Quincy?" I asked, as we passed down a tight alleyway. It didn't have enough room for all three of us, so we unfortunately had to take turns to pass through the alley. Lucas went first, and I could've sworn that my lips turned upside down when our hands parted.

I went second. I'd always hated being last or first in cramp passages or areas, it made me feel open, and really vulnerable to anything that could happen.

"I'm fine. I just hate walking home in terrible weather." I looked behind, at Quincy.

I sent him a smile; just for reassurance. Quincy was no wimp, or anything like that, he just hated the appalling British weather.

He accepted my smile, and I started to feel an electric buzz between us three. The alleyway wasn't much further until an opening, and to this very day, I don't know why I decided to form a chain between all of us - my hand connected with Lucas's, and I reached my other hand towards Quincy. He gladly accepted, and grabbed my spare hand. We'd formed a chain, an unbreakable rope that tied us together, and somehow, I knew that this rope brought us closer, not because of friendship, but because of unconditional trust.

When we came out of the alleyway, we only had to pass down a few more roads and then we'd be at Lucas's place. I've only been round his house once, but when I did, I felt at unease, and strangely there was a sense of animosity hanging in the air.........I tried my best to ignore it back then, but I just possibly couldn't.

I loved him though, I really did. Hand in hand, it felt like we were ready to conquer the world. That boy brought me joy, happiness and confusion all at once. He was my seeker of my dreams, the reason why I couldn't sleep at night, and throughout those precious months in which he gave me his trust, I felt immortal. No, in fact, I was immortal.

It was only a matter of time before the rain started to pour down onto us.

"Seriously though, my hatred for rain only gets larger every time it rains." Lucas stated, as his untouchable hair started to get wet.

Sure, he was right, the clouds turned dark, and I smiled at his statement. I agreed with him on so many levels, not only based on rain, but instead I agreed with him on almost everything.