Lance.
I miss him so much. I am slowly losing my mind in his absence. I don't know why he would leave me for this long and it is driving me insane.
''Dude, what the fuck,'' I exclaim from the shock of the sight in front of me. Jack struggles to walk into the apartment, I see the pain in his eyes. Damn, his dad really did damage on him this time.
''It is not as bad as you think,'' he tries to sugar-coat it but he seems to have forgotten that we are best friends. I know him more than I even think he knows himself. He sits down on the couch next to me and I reach for his face. He flinches when I touch his nose ''Fuck Lance,'' he cries out in pain.
I raise a brow ''Thought you said it wasn't that bad?''
He chuckles ''It is not that bad,'' he interjects in refusal. I don't actually believe him but there is no point in arguing with him. The fact that he is even smiling right now makes me worry less.
