Lucas,1986,Huntsville,Alabama

It's been a month since I fought with my brother. He hasn't brought up accusing me of liking boys, but then again he hasn't really been home too. I've been working more now than ever, worried about falling behind on the bills. Right now, I'm heading to my car. Trying to hurry up and leave school for work. Knowing that my shift doesn't start for an hour but I need some extra hours. Before I can get to my car someone taps me on the shoulder. Turning around I'm surprised to see Greg standing there. Looking more exhausted than ever but he smiles at me. When I don't smile back, he grimaces. 

" What do you want Greg?" I ask.

" I just wanted to talk." He says not looking me in eyes. 

" Okay well then talk." I mutter annoyed.

" In private." He says gesturing to my car.

I roll my eyes but oblige his request, curious to what he wants. He has to know that I'm still friends with Caleb. Unless he changed his mind and decided that it didn't matter. Which, with him that seriously doubtful. I sit down in the drivers seat, I wait for him to get in my car. He finally does very hesitantly, like he's afraid I'll start moving my car with him hanging out the door. 

"I just wanted to see, if we could be friends again." He whispers,nervous. 

 " Really, you do realize that I'm still friends with Caleb?" I question with a raised eyebrow. 

" Yeah but you seemed to really miss me, so I thought maybe you would choose me." He looks at me, begging. 

"Greg, I'm not choosing, I don't know what gave you that idea." I say exasperated. 

" I still can't believe you love him, he's hiding his love for you behind a girl." He mutters angrily.

" Excuse you, you hid behind a girl too!" I snap at his hypocrisy.  

"  I wasn't dating someone at the time!" He snaps back. 

" You have no right to judge, especially when you dated the same girl!" I yell. 

" There you go as usual, defending your poor Caleb." He laughs humorlessly. 

" Just get out, I don't have the energy to deal with you anymore." I whisper.

" Funny that's exactly what my father said to me." He smiles bitterly but gets out of the car.

How, could he think that I would choose between them. Caleb didn't like me being friends with Greg either, but even he wasn't this bad. I just didn't know what to do anymore. There was nothing I could do, I guess. I just had to force a smile on my face and march forward. I sit there for a minutes before driving to my job. I work until about eleven o'clock at night, helping closing the front of the supermarket. I make my way home, exhausted but also happy knowing I get paid Monday. Also work helped kept my mind off certain things, or people I should say. I get in my car and decide for once that I'm going to go home. It starts to pour down raining,when I'm almost home. 

I finally make it home, I dread getting out and having to run in this weather. I open my car door fast, and take off in a sprint. By the time I make it in the house, I'm soaking wet. I check on my mamma, who's passed out on the couch. I just shake my head and drag a blanket on top of her. I make my way to my room, too tired to even check if my brother is home. I throw off my clothes, and just fall on top of my bed. When I fall backwards though,I feel a huge lump on my bed. Then I jump up fast, making the huge lump groan. When I throw my blankets back, I'm surprised to see a smiling Caleb there. 

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I whisper in astonishment.  

" Sorry,I just needed some place to stay. " He grins sadly.

" Why not just go to the club house then?" I ask curiously. 

" Okay, let me rephrase that, I just didn't want to be alone tonight." He reaches up and tucks one of my loose strands, of now curling hair. 

" Was it your father again?" I ask worried but slowly leaning into his touch. 

" Yeah, my sister and him fought again." He reaches up. bringing my still damp body down on top of him. 

"He didn't hurt you again though?" I question.

"  Not tonight, I left before he could." He whispers kissing my forehead. 

" I'm glad you're here, despite the circumstances." I run my hands up and down his chest. 

" Did something happen to you?" He asks nervous.

"Greg wants to be friends again." I whisper nervous of his reaction.

" How did that go?" He asks.

" It was going okay, until he told me I had to drop you." I mutter angrily. 

" That boy really doesn't understand, how much we love each other." He shakes his head in annoyance. 

" It makes me mad, I get he likes me but he has to realize that I don't like him like that." I'm truly amazed that he doesn't understand that he's been friend zoned. 

" Lucas sometimes people like someone so much, they can't tell if the other person feels the same way." He whispers stroking my tangled wet hair. 

" So what do I do?" I ask just exhausted of the whole situation. 

" You need to own up and tell him." He says grabbing face, making me look at him.

" Do I have to?" I ask, groaning. 

" Lucas, you can't keep leading him on like this." He says sternly. 

" I know, I just don't want him to hate me." I whisper scared.

" My little country boy, if he hates you because you can't force yourself to have feelings for him, then he's not worth it." He whispers. Gazing at me, with those intense amber orbs. 

" I don't know what I'd do without you, you always know just what to say." I whisper leaning on his chest. 

" Well I mean, have you seen how awesome I am." He says cockily. 

" I knew saying that, would only give a city boy such as yourself, a bigger ego." I roll my eyes at him. 

" You're just jealous because city boys beat country boys in every way." I look up at him, only to see him smirking.

" Sorry but who's the better runner here?" I ask with an incredulous look

" Yeah but who's stronger?" He asks, his smirk only growing bigger. 

" Oh shut up, you piss head." I punch my hand against his chest, knowing he barely feels it. 

" Why are you always abusive?" He ask with a pout.

" Because, you're an idiot." I huff.

" Yeah but that's why you love me." He winks.

" Yeah, I love being around someone who makes me feel smarter." I grin widely as his glare. 

" You're such a bully." He laughs.

" See that's why you love me." My grin growing bigger. 

" I guess I'm attracted to assholes." He smirks.

" Is that a play on words?" I ask suggestively. 

" And you say I'm the pervert." He says, trying to hold in laughter. 

" Come on you're the one who said it, not me." I laugh loudly, at the expression on his face.

We laid down on top of one another, in my bed all night. Laughing and picking fun at each other all night. Just trying to forget our problems and get lost in our own humor filled world. It was the first time in a while, that I genuinely laughed. That I forgot about everything wrong with my life. I knew tomorrow everything would come rushing back at me. So for now, I decided to enjoy this as much as possible. It just Caleb and I, no parents or friends to bother us. I wish it could stay this way but nothing ever last forever. Life is filled with things so precious and fleeting, that you never know what's truly going to last. 

I wake up the next morning curled up into Caleb. The last time he was in my bedroom, which was like two years ago. We could never be this close in fear of my mamma coming in. Now my mamma is to out of it, to even care. A part of me is happy, that I can be this close to him without worry. Another part, wishes my mamma was still here to catch us. Even though she would hate me, she would at least still be herself. I guess either way I would have lost her,I smile sadly at thought. Either way, I'm not the son she wanted. I remember why Caleb stopped spending the night. His father didn't like him spending the night with boys anymore. He thought he was a "little too old"  as he put it. Now that I think about it, he probably suspects something about me. 

" A penny for your thoughts?" Caleb asks sleepily, poking my cheek.

" It's been a while since you spent the night." I say grinning sadly. 

" Maybe now, you can upgrade me back to boyfriend status." He grins that beautiful smile.

" No I don't think we're there yet, but best friend status is okay." I smirk at his pout.

" Are you telling me, that my operation make Lucas mine, failed." He sulks.

" Sorry, city boy, we all can't be winners." I tease.

"Whatever, now time to plan phase two." He laughs evilly. 

" Phase two?" I ask nervous.

" Oh come on, I have multiple ideas on getting you back." He grins at me with a dark smile.

" Wow, I'm so excited to be harassed." I say sarcasm laced in my voice.

" Just wait, you'll be begging to be mine." He smirks.

 I just laugh at his silliness. A part of me can't wait to see what he has up his sleeve. It's funny though, he doesn't realize that I'm still and will always be his. I just shake my head as he starts to tell me some of his ideas. This boy, will really be the death of me.  

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Authors note: Another dedication to another, great reader. I just wanted to thank you,for your support. It means a lot to me, to have you vote and comment on my book. It gives me hope that maybe, I'm not as hopeless of a writer as I think I am. xD