no. 452 | elu;; skamfr

eliott 594 | wait-

Why am I here? I'm with Lucille, my 'ex' girlfriend- she claims I need to be with her and that being with Lucas is, and I quote, "bad for me."
I'm not really sure what her problem is, I agree to come to Chloé's party as Lucille swore she would leave me and Lucas alone. I wanted that, and I wanted to see him. I knew at one point he would be dragged here from his slump of grief, hating me already because I left him without a word. I can understand his frustrations but, maybe I should've addressed. But I also really don't want to.
I don't know when I'll tell him. All I know is that I want to be the one to tell him, if Lucille gets there before me he might have a worse reaction. Or maybe, it'll be better if I don't face him. I can't even think about it right now.
Currently, Lucille and I are just talking, I see no sign of Lucas anywhere. I'm contemplating if that's good or not. I'm also contemplating whether to get drunk or not. Lucille says it's, again, "bad for me," but at the same time, I have free will.
I ignore Lucille's shouts at me, "to put back the drinks," and open more, consuming enough to get me tipsy. For now. The music is starting to go foggy along with my thoughts and Lucille's speech.
At this point, my actions aren't coordinating with my brain. I start to question my decision as my body moves onto another drink without my consent.
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Lucille might be shouting at me, but I'm not sure. The room is spinning as all the noises and being mashed together, I think I'm drunk?
Out of the corner of my eye, Lucas (maybe I'm not really sure), is staring in my direction. I keep my focus on Lucille though, knowing he's there without eye contact. After a few minutes of slurred speech, Lucille is helping me towards a side door. She lets me step outside, I stumble as my feet touch the ground. I'm facing out with the door behind me, I hear a faint laugh which I think is Lucille. I turn around and suddenly, she has her lips on mine.
As my mind doesn't connect with my body, I kiss her back, cupping my hands on her face. I don't know what I'm doing, the alcohol is controlling my body as I open my eyes and look over to my right.
Fuck.
It's Lucas, standing there, already in shock from what looks like a fight. I'm not sure what to do. He runs out the gate and I try to go after him. The shock of seeing him must make my mind in control again, sobering me up for even just a second to let me start to sprint after him. As I run, I feel Lucille attempt to grab my wrist, holding me back to the best of her ability. I push her away and run after Lucas.
By the time I'm out the gate, Lucas has already turned a street corner, I'm no longer sprinting as I feel sick, definitely regretting the choice of getting drunk. I'm about to turn the corner when I hear a sudden noise, a crash or something, coming from the street I'm about to head into. I stumble into the street, even though my vision may be blurry, I can work out that Lucas is sitting against a fairly damaged wall. He's holding one of his hands, eyes closed, with tears pouring down. I'm really not sure what I'm going to say, he'll end up pushing me away and running again. I walk over and crouch next to him. He stays silent. I run my hand through his hair and he flinches, "Hey..." I say, softly, I really try to think of what to say.
Lucas starts to laugh, "You're drunk."
"No... I'm not."
"Eliott. Whatever you're going to say, I'm not going to take it seriously."
"But-"
"No, just- I saw you and Lucille. You look happy anyway."
"Lucas!" I start to slur, "I'm drunk!"
"No shit," he says, "But I'm still not going to believe anything you say."
"Fine, I'll try my best to explain anyway. Lucille makes me think I should be with her."
"Why?"
"I don't know.." I do know, but I can't tell him now, not when I'm drunk. "Jealous, or something?"
"I'm going to go home." He says, slowly standing up and walking away.
"Lucas, I-"
"Save it for when you're sober." He says, he's pretty far away now. Suddenly, I'm the one against the wall.
Lucas: nowhere in sight.
Lucille: nowhere in sight.
I'm alone, and it might always stay that way.
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