We two: The breakdown
#11 of We two: The story of Ed and Lucas
This one makes the story kinda explode a little. You better get ready for this one 'cause this is a big, big, big part for the story. This is kinda the peak of the whole story. Let's start shall we?
Ed opened his eyes and felt next to him in the bed for Lucas. Odd. He was always the first to wake. He got up, walked through the bedroom door into the front room, and yawned. Lucas was sat on the sofa, a half empty bottle of whiskey spilled down his chest, and his head was leant against Jay's. Ed snickered. He nudged Lucas, and he jumped awake.
"Oh, hey baby." Lucas answered.
"Couldn't sleep?" Ed asked.
"Yup."
"It's been a hard time for all of us hasn't it."
"I've been feeling kinda paraniod recently Ed."
"How so?"
"Christian is still alive. I know that psycho bastard, and he will come back."
"Look" Ed said, sitting next to Lucas, grabbing one of the few none empty bottles on the table. "It's been two whole days. If he comes back now, he's gonna get trouble."
"No, no, no, he's literally fucking psycho, proper not well in the head."
"Let him try, I'm not in the fucking mood to be dealing with amateur wanna-be crook. He can go fuck someone elses life up."
Lucas stood up. "I guess so." He yawned. "Want breakfast? I'm gonna make some toasties. Feeling lazy."
"I feel like work is too much effort today if that counts." Ed replied.
"Oh yeah, work phoned to say they're shutting up shop."
" WHAT?" Ed shouted raged, standing. "Why does life hate me Lucas? Why?" He asked walking to stand in the kitchen doorframe.
"Because nice people deserve a raise." Lucas said, pressing the bread into the machine.
"What about Jay?"
"What about Jay?"
"We can't keep him here."
"Look, we'll take care of him, maybe he can get us a job, rake in a few quid."
"Yeah, and simultaneously eat all of our food."
"You're being such a pessimist."
"And you should be able to see why! Our lives are burning before us."
"Look, babe, I know this is bad, really bad, but look up."
"Look up to what? When we have to go live with your parents and live feral."
"Why not your parents?"
"My parents are mad! They have a routine for everything."
"And that's worse than my parents why?"
"They have a routine on when you should sleep. It's like prison."
"My parents barely sleep at all." He said, putting the ready made toasties on some plates. "Here grab a plate." Lucas said pointing to one of the plates on the side.
"I just don't get why we get all the crap." Ed asked, picking the plate off the side. The two walked into the room.
"Oi, lazy, wake up." Lucas said, nudging Jay then putting the plate on the table.
Jay ruffled the fur on his head, making it messy. "Thanks for the breakfast bro." He said.
"Don't mention it, man." Lucas said, taking back his seat on the couch. Ed taking his seat back next to him.
"Heh, I thought only humans got bed-heads." Ed laughed, pointing out Jay's messy fur.
"Ehhhh." Jay moaned, pulling the plate closer.
The three of them ate and the day ran smoothly 'til 6 O'clock. There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" Ed yelled. Anna stepped through the door with Eskar, both of them were laughing and carrying bags.
"Yo guys!" Anna called out. "Eskar is great at grabbing bargains!" She stopped being so cheerful and looked at the boys, all of them looked morbid. Ed was sipping whiskey, Lucas was staring at TV, and Jay was semi-asleep on the arm of the sofa. "Oh my god, who the fuck died in here? Morbid cunts." Anna said slinging her bags by the side of a small armchair and taking a seat, Eskar put his bags down closed the door, and stood leaning on the back of the couch.
"We're just a little down. I lost my job, Jay is abandoned by his parents, and Lucas thinks Christian is coming to get revenge." Ed said, looking blankly at the TV and taking another sip.
"Fuck it, why haven't you guys gone and cheered yoursleves up!?" Anna said, now leaning forward. A deep choir of moans came from the boys as they lazily shrugged in unison. "You guys look like hobos."
The door was once again knocked. "I'll get this one." Lucas said, Lazily pulling himself up, yawning and heading for the door. Lucas turned the door-handle while looking back at the people sat in the front room, opening the door, he quickly pulled his head back around to face the person at the door.
"Hell-OH SH-"
*Bang*
*quick footsteps*
"Lucas! Babe! You Ok!?"
*More footsteps*
"Speak to me babe, c'mon."
Lucas was now in Ed's arms by the front door, his vision blurred and his chest burned. His hearing went fuzzy.
"Ed, babe, what's going on?"
*crying*
*Heavy breaths*
Lucas' head was lowered to the floor.
*Shout of rage*
*More footsteps*
*The light fades*.......
What the hell went on? Find out next chapter of this rather gripping series.