Tutoring The Bad Boy | ✓

nineteen

[unedited]

I woke up to my phone buzzing vigorously. I stared at my alarm clock, which read 1:26 A.M. I groaned at the horrendous time to be awake, but checked my phone anyways. It was a text message. I woke up after midnight for a text message. Wow.

Once I saw that it was Lucas, I immediately rolled my eyes. Why is he awake at one in the morning? Probably playing video games and he got bored. I still looked at the next nevertheless because contrary to Lily's belief, I don't fall asleep easily after I wake up.

lucas: hey are u up?

me: now i am. what's up?

lucas: can we just

For a while, that was all he sent. I didn't know what was up with him. Can we just what? Appreciate that I'm still alive today? Hallelujah. Just kidding, I promise I'm not that conceited. After what seemed like a century, he finally texted a more specific answer.

lucas: can we call? can you come over?

me: lucas, it's 1:30 in the morning. what are you doing awake?

lucas: please

me: okay, fine. i'll call you in a second, but i can't come over. r u ok?

I sighed, getting up against my will and turning the light on. I jumped back into my cozy bed that I was married to. I love being single sometimes. Wait- I'm married to my bed.

I went to my contacts and called Lucas and hoped that when we started talking, it wouldn't wake my mother up. She hates being woken up, just like me. Like mother, like daughter.

"Lucas, hey," I greeted immediately as he picked up. It didn't even take a second when I noticed he was trying to choke back sobs. What was wrong?

"Lucas? What's wrong? Talk to me," I asked worriedly.

A few minutes passed and all I could hear were the sounds of his breathing and hiccuping. I didn't want him to be like this. Nobody should have to be like this, but that's just how the world works. Nothing and no one can always be happy without any worry in the world, though I wish it could be like that.

"My sister," he mumbled finally. I didn't miss the panic and agony in his voice.

"What about your sister? What happened?" I asked gently, trying not to panic him even more if I sounded panicky. I hope it worked.

There wasn't an answer. The only sound I could hear was the sound of Lucas's sniffling and hiccups.

"S-She got in a car crash," he finally answered. "Th-they said that she may n-not make i-it. She c-can't leave me! She can't, she can't, she ca-"

"Lucas, calm down. Stay with me now, okay?" I tried comforting him as best as I could. It didn't help that I couldn't help him physically.

"Everything's going to okay. You'll be fine," I reassured through the phone. I sucked at this kind of stuff.

A laugh rang through it, making me a little uncomfortable. I didn't know what to do; I was terrible at this. I could hear Lucas sniffling and wished that I was by his side so I could just hold him tightly. I wanted to help, but I didn't know how.

"R-really, Kylie? It's not going to be fucking fine! Nothing is fi-ine and nothing w-was fine! Let's face it— my life is a fucking m-mess. It- It always was, even w-when you came into m-my life," his retorted and his laugh was very evident, as well as his sobbing and hiccups in between words. His voice cracked at this end of the sentence and it broke my heart into pieces that I couldn't be there with him. I didn't know what to do.