"Y/N I can't believe you're being so irrational right now."
I turn around to face him.
"Oh really. Do you really have the nerve to say that to me? Lucas you're the one who isn't making the effort in this relationship. Not me."
I sigh walking to the kitchen, today was just not my day.
I hear his footsteps come up behind me.
"Y/N." He whispers rubbing my back.
I shrug him off keeping my priorities straight.
"Look, what was I supposed to do? I wanted to surprise you. I'm the one who made the effort to see you. Y/N you know how busy I am."
Lucas placed his hand on my cheek and I'm forced to look at him.
He smiled a little.
"I didn't think you'd get mad at me for visiting." He mumbled keeping his eyes fixed on me.
I gulp.
"It's not that.." I whisper feeling a tear slip from my eye.
He looks at me concerned.
"It's the fact that you're never here. Yes you made the effort to see me and trust me I know how hard that is for you. But the thing is...
you shouldn't have to do that."
Now I'm crying.
"Hey." He embraces me taking in every tear that falls out. I feel his lips press on my forehead and I miss it.
I miss him.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." He shakes his head sitting on a stool head in his hands.
"This isn't you're fault. This is your life and I don't want you to change it for the world."
I meant it. I wanted him to be happy.
But never in a million years would I hear him say this...
"I'd change it for you."
