friends || l.r.h

1.5

I cleared my throat after a long while and he pulled away and I apologized for going to the party, although I wasn't sure why I was apologizing. I did nothing wrong and I had a fun time too.

"Uhm, Cleo?" Luke said unease as I looked at him and he ran a fidgety hand through his hair as I put my legs under my cover, as he was sitting beside me.

"Yeah, Luke?" I asked.

He smiled, and patted my leg, "Glad we're friends," he said nodding and I smiled.

"Me too, Skywalker," I smirked as he rolled his eyes and tried to hold back his grin.

"Whatever you say, Cleopatra," he said reminding me of Ashton.

After we crawled in my bed we laid up talking for a long while, just of anything and everything. We haven't done this in a little while, so it feels so nice.

"Oh Luke," I said remembering how they're going to display one of my at pieces of my choosing in the art gallery show. Which was a huge showing for people in town to come and view all of the art.
"You know the downtown art gallery? The one that has the shows every year we go to?" I asked and he nodded as I smiled giant, "Well i've been working with them, because the guy actually wanted me to come and show some of my art, and hang it up in his office. He hung up the oil canvas of my mom, too. But my art is gonna be displayed in the show," I said excitedly as he expressed excitement too and smiled brightly.

"Oh my god, Cleo?!" he said, "That's amazing! I'm so happy for you," he smiled giving me a hug making me chuckle.

"I know, i'm excited too. You promise to come to my show?" I question as he gave me a look that read Are you kidding me?

"Yes you idiot i'll be at your showing," he smiled as I held my pinky out to him, and he linked it and kissed our thumbs before connection it and laughing.

We use to always do that. It's a heavy foundation of our trust. We haven't ever broken one pinky promise before. Well I haven't and I trust that luke hasn't either.

"Alright let's get some sleep," he said before leaning over and giving my forehead a kiss and turning over with his back facing me and I repressed his actions of turning over and shutting my eyes, with this weird feeling in my stomach.

••

Later the next day, Luke and I were at my house watching Invader Zim with Wade as Lillian was taking a nap. It was raining outside, but I liked it. The day felt so comfortable. Dad didn't get off for another three hours though.

Seeing an advertisement for Black Friday shopping reminded me of thanksgiving. We were currently on our one week real from school for thanksgiving. Thank god. I've spent thanksgiving with Luke ever since I met him. I'd have one with my family then go to his, at least until my mom passed and he invited me to go to Australia with him and his parents for the week to visit his grandparents. They don't celebrate it, but since we have a week off, we rotate it from thanksgiving to spring break. This year we go on thanksgiving.

"Oh Luke, you haven't talked about visiting your grandparents at all, are you guys still going?" I asked as he started the back of his neck and I knew something was up.

"Uh," he said thinking for a moment and letting his hand fall down on his lap and sigh, "Yeah. We're going," he said and I wondered why he hadn't talk to with me about it. Was I still going with them? Did he not want me to go? Is that the reason why he didn't mention it often?

"Oh," was all I could manage out. I didn't know how to bring myself to ask the reason why he didn't talk about it with me.

"Cleo, look," he said, "I know you go every year with me, and I love you coming with me. I truly do and I really want you to come with me, like I really do, I swear," he started off, "But I told my grandparents that I had a girlfriend, and they want to meet her, so I told her she could go with me..." He said as I didn't know what to feel. Was I angry? Was I sad? Maybe somewhere between.

"So you're having Ashley take my place? But you just was gonna go without telling me? You couldn't even be real enough with me to tell me, 'Oh hey, Cleo, by the way you can't come to Australia with me this year because i'm taking my girlfriend of one month and one week with me instead'" I said standing up shaking me head as he stood up along side of me.

"No, Cleo, look I just didn't know how-"

"No Luke, that's not cool," I said.

"I know it's not, Cleo and i'm really sorry. I just didn't want you mad at me," he said as I felt like crying and sigh taking a moment to calm myself so I didn't cry. I didn't want to feel stupid for crying.

"You're not going to cry are you?" he asked already knowing the answer, "Come on, Cleo," he sighed, "It's not even that big of a deal?"

I looked at him and laughed dryly before shaking my head, "You're right," I said still trying to blink my tears away. "Now leave, go ahead and go home," I said as he looked at me disbelief.

"Cleo, stop," he said, "I'm not leaving."

"No i'm so serious right now, I seriously want you to leave. Call Jack to come get you, I don't want you here, I don't want you around me right now," I said as I saw how a sadness hit his eyes, but no way was I going to feel sorrow for him. He's the who who continuously hurts me over and over.

"Cleo i'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feeling I just didn't know how to tell you, I don't want you mad at me," he said.

"I'm not mad, luke," I said almost true as my eyes filled with tears. why was I getting to hurt over this? I don't even care that much.

"Then what is it? Why do you want me to leave?" He asked.

"Because you hurt my feelings and I don't want you to see me cry!" I said finally having enough with the conversation.

Guilt washed over his face and I couldn't stand it. I noticed Wade looking at us seeming a little scared and also worried.

"Sissy, sissy," he said and started tugging on my arm, "Sissy," he said as I looked down at him having tears actually fall on my cheeks this time.

"What Wade?" I asked as he wrapped his arms around my body.

"You alright? Why are you and Luke fighting?" he asked worriedly as I wiped my tears and shook my head.

"We're not, okay Wade? We're okay," I tried to reassure him, but he kept pulling on me for me to pick him up, which he was a little to big to do so in my opinion, but I knew how he would do this every time he was either scared or worried.

I felt more tears fall as luke tried to touch me but I flinched away.
"Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Do you need Lilian?" he asked holding me and I sniffled and shook my head.

"No i'm fine," I said noticing that Luke was still there.

"Cleo, I-"

"Please just leave," I said with my voice cracking and I really honestly just wanted him gone.

He actually did leave, even though it was raining. I guess I shouldn't have him walk home. He'll get sick. I pulled my phone out calling Jack and waiting for him to answer.

"What's up, Cleo?" he asked.

"Jack are you busy?" I asked, "Could you come get luke really quick? it's raining and I don't want him to walk home," I said wiping my nose with my sleeve.

"Yeah i'm coming now. What's wrong, why are you crying?" He asked.

"Nothing, I just don't want to talk about it, but thanks jack," I said.