>Lachlan's POV<
I look over at my clock, midnight.
I left Layla's, and went back to my house. I was laying in bed, but couldn't sleep.
I'm one of the people, who can't fall asleep on queue, or can fall asleep in a quick manner. In order for me to fall asleep, I have to have a clear mind, which is difficult most of the time.
I look at the ceiling, just staring at the whiteness I can barley make out, due to the pitch blackness of my room.
I thought about calling Vikk, but I thought better of it. I could call Layla, but she can fall asleep quite quickly, and she's a light sleeper, so I wouldn't want to wake her up.
Sitting up slowly, I open my night stand, grabbing something I treasure.
I held my mother's old perfume, taking in the scent. It reminded me of the weekends, where my dad would barbecue, and me and my mom would go swimming.
It reminded me of the times when my mom laughed at my jokes, she would laugh and my jokes that weren't even funny at all.
Most importantly, it reminded me of her love for me. We could be talking, and in the middle of my sentence, she would kiss my forehead, and would tell me she loved me.
I could feel tears brim my eyes, but I could also feel myself smiling.
I put the perfume bottle back in my drawer, now pulling out my father's favorite tie.
He'd only wear on special occasions, but it still had his scent.
It smelled like his favorite cologne, and reminded me of our man hugs, where I would burry my head in his chest, inhaling his scent, probably smiling in the process.
I gently run my fingers over the fabric, the soft material grazing over my fingertips.
I put the tie away with the perfume bottle, standing up.
I pull on my shoes, and grabbing my flashlight. I slide my finger up, turning on the old blue flashlight.
I open my front door slowly, closing it behind me. I decided to go on a run, to clear my mind.
I didn't ever hate running long distances. I never got side pains, and I never really ran out of breath. I'm quite fast as well.
Running by other houses, with sleeping people inside them, I point my flashlight by my feet, to make sure I don't trip or step on anything.
I wasn't quite sure where I was going, or how far, but I needed fresh air.
I inhale the oxygen, rolling up the sleeves on my hoodie, because who would see my scars? Nobody's outside, and outside is to dark for details to be noticed for the most part.
I tried not to think about anything to important, I just tried to focus on the road ahead.
House, then another house, and another house. I was sure I was in a different neighborhood, which I would know anywhere, Layla's neighborhood.
I run by Layla's house, stopping for a second, just to see the lights off. I whisper a small "Goodnight" into the air, before continuing to run.
I was paying attention to where my feet were being placed, and where I was going, but I wasn't paying that much attention.
I was thinking about Vikk, and if someone was next to me, screaming my name, most likely I wouldn't hear them, or even acknowledge that someone was next to me, screaming in my ear.
I remember a recording I did with the entire pack. It was a lucky block kind of video. But anyway, I summoned a pig, and everyone broke out into fits of laughter.
Vikk said,"Oh Lachlan! That's so cute!" But he stumbled over his words, making it sound like,
"Oh Lachlan! Your so cute!" We all thought he called me cute, so the rest of the guys started to chant, #Vikklan.
You could tell Vikk was trying hard not to laugh, but I was smiling. I didn't want to talk, but instead wanted to see what Vikk would say.
"Maybe one day. Vikklan is like Poofless or Merome. Always a possibility." I then looked over at Skype, to see Vikk winking at his camera.
I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks, I tried to hide my blush, but Rob decided to state the not-so-obvious.
"Little Lachy's blushing! Maybe he wants the possibility to be a reality!" And starts laughing harder.
I laugh, to cover up the fact that I really, really, REALLY love Vikk.
I'm quite sure they took it as a joke, but right after Rob spoke, Mitch blew up, starting a new conversation on how he died, probably with a fake explanation.
I smile at the memory,replaying the event, hearing the voices in my head, remembering each detail they said, and the sound of everyone breaking out into fits of laughter.
I snap back into reality, to see I'm in the woods again.
I carefully weave through the trees, eventually looking up at the bright stars. They shine so bright, it amazes me.
But looking back at the last week of my life, I feel really bad.
Vikk has had to care for me, even though I put him through pain doing that. I told him what it was like being depressed, and how I felt.
He had to deal with all my moods, and he was my shoulder to cry on. He was so unsure of what to do, but still helped.
I feel so bad. He had to go all through that, while I'm the one getting my emotions out, just trying to be happier, while I'm guessing Vikk keeps all his emotions in, not daring to tell a soul how he is feeling.
I look up at the stars, and again smile. Even though I'm depressed most of the time, to be honest I can be happy sometimes. And when I'm happy, it feels great.
When I'm happy, it's like all I can do is smile, and can feel my heartbeat go fast, and I can feel the adrenaline pump through my veins. I can enjoy laughing, and have some fun. I love being happy, it's one of my favorite things.
I go by the cliff, bringing back horrible memories of the nightmare, that probably going to haunt me forever.
I lay by the cliff, staring at the stars, when my phone buzzes.
I pull my phone out of my pocket, to see Vikk calling me on Skype.
I open up the Skype app on my phone, answering Vikk's call.
"Hey Vikk!" I say enthusiastic, staring at my screen, seeing the confusion on his face.
"Where are you?" He asks, looking at my surroundings.
"The woods!" I smile, even though he can't see it.
"Why?"
"Felt like going on a run, its only 12:45." I say, looking back up at the stars.
"Oh... Anyway. I wanted to call you, I want you to meet someone.."
He pulls someone into the camera view, and when he does, I feel my heart drop as I end the call.