Inhale Deep-The Fall of Best Friends (MacklemoreXRyanLewis fanfic) Book 5

Inhale Deep- The Fall of Best Friends

(Book 5)

Prologue

*three months later*

Ryan's POV:

The phone call came a little after midnight. Alyssa sat up beside me. I looked across the room at my phone. It was lighting up and ringing loudly. I groaned and got up.

It was Ben.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Happy Birthday!" Ben exclaimed.

"You're an asshole. Do you know what time it is?!?! Couldn't you wait til morning?!?!" I groaned. He laughed at me through the phone.

"It's five minutes after midnight. You told me not to call you at midnight. It's not midnight. I'm calling you now. Isn't this exciting?!?!" He exclaimed.

"Your excitement is from sleep deprivation. Just like the anger that's going to form soon." I replied. He laughed again.

"Okay then. I'll give you your present later. Go back to sleep." He said as he hung up. I groaned and tossed my phone in the floor before crawling back into bed.

Alyssa put her arm on my bare chest and took a deep breath.

"Happy Birthday." She whispered. I kissed her forehead.

"Thank you baby." I said. "Let's go back to sleep." I suggested. She kissed me and laid back down. I assumed my position with my arm around her. Her fingers locked with mine.

Sometimes I wanted to stay like this forever. Not worrying about the world. Happiness. I hated the mornings. I had to leave my dream world and come back to reality. Stressful real life. I felt that my reality would soon become a nightmare.

God, I hate being right.

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Ben's POV:

Something inside me had snapped. I wasn't myself anymore. I had started to drink more often. Something had dug a void in my heart. I was no longer healed. I was depressed, I guess. I didn't understand it. But I couldn't stop it I tried to hide it, but it didn't always work.

I was forced to sell Little King about a month ago. Trina was devastated. But I couldn't take care of her anymore. She had gotten huge. Despite her food, she ate EVERYTHING. I couldn't keep her around. Ryan had offered to take care of her, but I denied. It wouldn't work out. Trina cried at my feet for hours. I felt like I had done it all wrong. I was screwing it all up.

Because I was selfish.

Ryan looked me in the eyes and studied them for a minute.

"Are you okay?" He finally asked. I nodded.

"I'm fine. Why?" I replied. Lies. Why do I lie?

"You seem a little out of it tonight. Everything okay?" He asked. I nodded again.

"Yeah. It's good." God, why do I lie? Ryan looked closer at my eyes.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yes." I said. He smiled.

"Okay then. Sorry." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's alright." I said softly. I patted his back and we walked back to the few people left for his party.

After about an hour the only people left were me, Ryan, Alyssa, Trina, and Trevor. The kids were asleep.

Ryan brought out a couple bottles of Jameson. I stared as he poured us some of the alcohol. Not knowing what to do. What do I do?