HELPLINE

twenty-six; henry

T W E N T Y - S I X

H E N R Y

i am slightly drunk.

i can tell this from the way my words are slurring; the way i stumble rather than walk; and from the way thinking seems very, very difficult all of a sudden. all i really want to do is go to bed for a year and eat lots of crisps.

(although that kind of thought isn't really that rare for me.)

as a result, i don't really to want so say, think, or do very much. unfortunately, isaac wants me to do the exact opposite.

"um," he says, raising his voice a little to speak over whatever crappy christmas song was now playing in the background, "an answer might be nice?"

answer, henry, i told myself sternly.

"i," i started, and then stopped.

that's good. now just a few more words and you'll have a whole sentence.

"i don't really know," i continue, and my shoulders slump. "i don't really know at all. that's the problem."

"can't you try to know?" isaac asks, sounding horrifically sober. "please? for me?"

"maybe i don't want to know," i reply, and look down at the ground.

i can almost see the frown on isaac's face. "a - are you scared to know? maybe the last time you knew... something went wrong? someone -"

"i think we've gone a bit far with this analogy," i whispers.

"maybe," he mutters back. "but c'mon, hen. just give me answer. yes or no."

"now?"

"now."

"how about... friends?"

i look back up; isaac is still frowning. "that wasn't an option?"

"i know," i say. "but think about it. we both have shit to sort out, but we still get to see each other - in a totally platonic, non liking-each-other way - and talk and maybe go shopping together because what you're wearing right now is hideous -"

"thanks," isaac says, surly. "but i'm not sure this is going to work."

"of course it will," i say brightly. "it'll be like before, but one hundred times better. you'll see."

but as we head back into the house, i can't help thinking that it might be a lot worse.

- - - -

i am so sO SORRY this took so long ive just started school and it is barrage of exam pressure and homework and shitty uniform so theres not much time for my fave brotp ;)))

but emphasis on the bro much???? anyway im really sorry this is so shitty and took so long but pls remember to vote and comment because its so nice hearing what u all think!!

anyway im going to go and get some sleep bye

lucy xox

[p.s i have a new story up and it would mean the world if u took a look]