Fractured

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** I gently laugh at something Julie says even though it's a joke I've heard almost a hundred times. I'm simply here as a wing man, even though by the looks of it, I'm not needed. ­­Julie's got all the luck with men, with me? Not so much. Don't get me wrong I've had boyfriends before... but they are so clingy. I like to cuddle, snuggle, and all those goods. But PDA is definitely not how I swing. Jule says something to get my attention back on her and a hot guy. She gives me a look and that's how I know my line is here... I look at the clock on my phone and say "Oh jeez, Jule. Look at the time. We really must be heading out, our friends are waiting for us. You know how they get. " And with that I give Jule a minute to rap up. But I can feel Goosebumps appear on my arm through my short sleeved shirt and coat. Someone's looking at me, I turn around and put my hand in my coat pocket feeling a smooth metal that I know so well comfort me. My hand instinctively raps around the barrel. I move my head around and squint my eyes to look through crowds of people before seeing who was looking- no, staring at me. Violet eyes meet my ocean blue ones and I'm reminded of a night not so long ago that was almost my last.