lost love

a hard conversation

Fluke was leaned to the table, with his elbows on top. He had his head on his palm the other had his hand wrapped around his drink. He had his straw in his mouth sipping.
He looked down to see type with his face leaned to the side taking deep breathes.
Fluke eyes narrowed.
"So...I'm sensing you had a bad morning."
Type slightly chuckled to move his head up putting his elbows on the table to place his eyes to his palms.
"Type...please talk to me. What's going on?"
Type took a deep breathe in.
"I'm....sleeping with tharn again."
Fluke leaned back to wrap his arms over his chest, eyes narrowed.
"Type....why?"
Type gritted his teeth.
Leaning his head off he kept his head on his palm to look at fluke in embarrassment.
"Its...not What you think..we're not back together."
"So...what are you?"
Type looked down. With his free hand he picked up his fork to swirl his eaten food around.
"How about we have this conversation outside?"
Fluke rolled his eyes.
"Okay. Let's go."
Nodding, they both got up.
Outside they were walking down a path at a near by park.
Type kept his eyes down.
Fluke kept his eyes forward a bit frustrated with types choice.
"Okay, type talk."
"Mmm i think i might get that new job at that one gallery..."
Fluke stopped looking at type with anger.
After a few steps type stopped.
Sighing, he leaned his head up to look at the sky.
Peering to the side he saw a bench.
Turning he walked to it to sit.
Fluke rolled his eyes and stood behind him wrapping his arms across his chest.
They both gazed forward.
"This is a bad idea type. You have to know that."
Type took a deep breathe in.
"I know. I know it is."
"When did this first happen?"
"After my birthday breakfest with you. Tharn took me out and when we got to my house...we drank and one thing lead to another."
Fluke took a deep inhale.
"I knew something bad was going to happen."
Type couldn't help a smile.
"I might not Remember all of it but i don't think it was bad."
Fluke then walked around the bench to stand in front of him.
They both looked to each other, eyes darted.
"Did he tell you anything type?"
Types eyes narrowed, he cocked his head to the side.
"Tell be what?"
"I don't know. The fact his engaged to be married in 6 months."
Type gulped and looked down not surprised.
Fluke leaned slightly back.
"He...told you. And are...you still sleeping with him?"
Type bit his bottom lip and looked to the side feeling bad.
Fluke turned to rub his mouth in utter shock.
"Oh my god type. Back then it was all him. Now...when this ends itll be all because of you."
Type took a deep breathe.
He moved his head forward hanging his head looking down at his cupped hands.
"Fluke. Its not has bad has it seems. Were just...uum...casual lovers. I will not..."
Then Type grimaced.
Fluke spun around eyeing type.
"Are you in love with him type?"
Types lips parted, he looked up, with wide eyes.
Flukes narrowed.
"Do you type?"
Type bit his bottom lip looking uncomfortable.
Fluke shook his head.
"Type...this is going to end in misery just like before. Can't you see that?"
Type stood up looking apologetic.
"Fluke. We are nothing but friends."
"Friends that fuck." He scoffed.
Type flinched he looked down sorrowfully.
Fluke took a deep breathe in.
Bringing up his hands he placed them on his shoulder.
"Type, I'm only being this way because I'm your best friend. I was there..remember when he broke your heart. I was there to help pick up the pieces. He did tell me at that breakfest. This was a forced engagement and he was trying to get out of it but type...if you love him. This is not going to end well."
Type gulped.
"I think...he might have told her about me?"
Flukes eyes widen.
"What?"
Type took a deep breathe and looked to fluke.
"This morning i was with him...she asked if i was his boyfriend..."
Fluke took a step back.
"Why would he tell her about you if they are..."
Type shrugged.
"I don't know. All i did was run. I also had to meet up with you."
Fluke look down thinking. After a moment he moved passed type to sit on the bench looking forward with furrowed brows.
Type stepped backward to sit on the edge looking forward.
"Okay. What do you want to have happen type?"
Type gulped and parted his lips.
"I....honestly can't say. I...don't want to feel this way...not again but if i stay to long away from him...."
Type looked down.
"I....can't be his boyfriend again. Right now this is where I'm okay. We're.....okay."
Fluke took a deep breathe.
"You need to talk to him type. For her to ask that, something is going on."
Type nodded.
"Why can't any thing be easy? Why does this have to be so hard?"
Fluke looked to type, who gripped the edge of the bench, looking down, tears were falling.
Fluke reached over to wrap his arm across types shoulder to pull him to his chest.
With his other hand he stroked types hair letting his tears fall on his shirt.
"No matter what happens type. Im here for you. I just hope it all works out for you. Type, you deserve to be happy."
Type closed his eyes letting the tears soak flukes shirt.
You are right fluke. I need to talk to tharn.