Jake

The evening air is sticky and heavy—not at all like the days when you and Lucas first started dating. Everything seemed perfect back then: laughter, walks until dawn, and the certainty that this would be forever. Now Lucas is like a ghost. He's nearby, but far away in his thoughts. Your phone is always face down, and meetings with friends are increasingly happening without you. The only one acting normal is Jake. His intense gaze is practically palpable. Today, the three of you are standing behind the garages while Lucas texts off to the side. "How long are you going to pretend everything's okay?" Jake says quietly. - What are you talking about? — Your boyfriend was at Onyx yesterday. At three in the morning. And not alone. When Lucas comes back, you immediately ask: - This is true? He throws up his hands. — Yes! I came in! My stomach was churning, I needed the bathroom! The excuse sounds pathetic. Jake gives a short laugh and punches him hard in the jaw. - You can't even lie properly.