His Obligation (Under Reconstruction)

Chapter One

I used to think having a best friend was one of the greatest feelings in the world. That is until I lost mine.

Lucas and I were more than friends. We had something unique and not a soul in the world could tear that apart. I'm not one for cliche love stories, but if you knew a person since you were two years old then you'd think the same way or i'd at least hope so.

Things were great until we hit the sixth grade. That's when things hit rock bottom. Lucas became more popular and I was overweight with pimples. Not one person would talk to me. I was the rug that everyone walked on. Well at least that's what people told me. For some weird reason it didn't bother me though. No, no matter what Lucas stood up for me.

I remember the day he died like it was the end of a book. No one ever forgets the end. In my head it feels like I've relived that day over and over for the past five years. He didn't show up to school a few days after an incident with another student. I still don't know what happened. I just know I waited an hour for him to pick me up, but he never showed up. To be honest I don't remember him even showing up to school that day. Which is weird because he never missed a day of school. Even when we were younger he'd beg his mom to take him to doctor appointments after school instead of during. Any ordinary kid would've begged to go early so that when they picked food up afterwards they could return to class and tease their classmates with it.

I remember how worried I was. I asked everyone if they'd seen him. Even teachers. But they all said no or kept walking. When school ended I decided to walk home alone. I checked to see if maybe he left me a text message, but my phone was empty. At that point I was even more worried. I called my mom. No answer. She always answered her phone. The one time she didn't was when she was in a meeting but she was so worried afterwards that she always answered her phone for the smallest thing. I remember feeling tears in my eyes. Then a car horn went off throwing me out of my thoughts. I was standing in the middle of the street. I didn't even recall crossing.

"MOVE UGLY BETTY" a voice said. Ugh that can only be one person. I thought.

I slowly turned around to see him poking his head out the back seat window. Damian Castellano. He was with a woman. Wasn't his mom. I remember thinking to myself "who is that lady? I've never seen her around".

"Well are ya just gonna stand there or what?" he yelled.

I quickly ran out of the street when my phone started vibrating. I didn't even look at the caller ID I just answered.

"Hello" I said. "Luke is it you" I screamed out of breath.

"Honey I'm so sorry"she cried. Mom? At that moment my whole world came crashing down.

I dropped my phone and ran as fast as I could to Lucas's. "He's okay he's okay," I tried to tell myself.

I ran to his house and flew the door open. "Lucas" I yelled. "Answer me-please". I looked everywhere he was nowhere to be found.

As I turned to walk back down the steps I heard a loud thump in the bathroom. I ran straight to the door and kicked it open.

It was Lucas-hanging from a rope over the bathtub. My body went limp and I fainted. I couldn't get over the fact that he was gone and I couldn't stop it.

Three days later my mother had to convince me to go to his burial.

There were no thoughts running through my head at that time except he's gone and he's never coming back.