Along The Road, I Found You

Till The Sun Comes Up

I stayed up all night editing and deleting pictures from the concert. I had managed to take one of Lukas and myself. It was the only picture that he would let me take. He's not really the type for pictures even though he's absolutely photogenic.

The photo was perfect. I don't use that word lightly. His dark shaggy hair just hid the top of his hazel eyes, his face half buried in my neck, and my hair swept to the side, my brown eyes sparkling with a small smile dancing across my lips. It was beautiful.

The sounds of the printer and the smell of a fresh printed photo met my senses and I gently took the photo of Lukas and I into my hands. It was about the size of a small portrait and I immeadiatly hung it up on my wall. The photo made me smile.

My room was absolutely me. It had pictures, notes, reciets, CD covers, and small scraps of clothing slowly devouring each wall. It was lovely. By the time I was heading to be, the sun was rising. I grabbed my favorite blanket from the folded pile at the foot of my bed and snuggled with a giant teddy bear that Lukas's had won me for my birthday at the fair back when we were thirteen and fourteen.

I don't get it.. Why would Lukas lie to Tucker like that? He knows that I wanted to be with him. That kiss.. I wanted to talk to him about that. I wanted to tell him that I felt that I was falling for him.. I wish that Lukas would lo-...

I woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Pulling my hands away from my face, I saw all the black smears on them. The last remains of the makeup from the previous night. Grabbing some discarded skinny jeans and a school bus yellow "Maria Mena" tee, I took a shower. I laughed as I discovered that the men's body wash I had long ago stolen from Tucker was still there. I had always had a thing for guy's scents. I hated smelling like a flower.

Towel drying my hair, I slipped on my clothes. I did my makeup and blow dryed my hair to pass the time. For the first time in a long time, I realized how much I hated being utterly alone..

I snooped around the kitchen and threw together some lunch. Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was 4:15. I grabbed my keys and scribbled a note for Tucker, slapping it on the fridge:

"Tuck,

Feeling better. Made you dinner.

In the fridge. Blue bowl.

Going to Lukas's. Be back whenever.

Love,

Hev"

As I came upon Lukas's house I spotted an odd car outside his house. It was a bright purple 2011 Mercedes. I was slightly alarmed, but I tried to keep it under wraps. My candy apple red 1957 Chevy truck chugged up beside the newer car. I hopped out and strolled to the front door.

Lukas and I have been friends for so long that we no longer knocked, we just walked in. I walked straight in through the door and headed to his bedroom where I expected him to be. I casually entered his room and saw Joselyn Felder laying in Lukas's bed.

"Oh!", I exclaimed loudly. I was paralyzed. What's going on? I'm always at Lukas's. When we share that bed, it's just as buds. But she.. Oh my god.. She's there beca-

My thought was cut short by Lukas entering the room. When he saw me, his eyes grew wide. "Hev. I can explain!", he pleaded. I pulled his shirt out of my bag and threw it at him. I then procceded to take out the second copy of our picture that I had printed and ripped it in half, tossing it on the ground.

I shook my head, "No need to explain, Lukas. I understand. I'm your best friend, not your girl friend. It's not my business what Josie is doing in your bed. That's yours. I'll be leaving now. Don't expect me to be coming back, ever."

With that, I ran out. "Hev! Hev! HEAVEN! HEAVEN, WAIT!", Lukas shouted. I knew he was chasing after me, but I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to look into those eyes and listen to him tell me that she meant nothing to him. I just couldn't do it.

I jumped into my car and started it, pealing out of his driveway as fast as I could. Leaving a distraught looking Lukas on his knees in his drive, watching me drive away from him forever.