Shen

I felt so broken, not because Lucy tore me apart but because...um, well I can't explain it but it's there. It's so deep down but I can feel it trying to gnaw its way out but because it can't find its way out, it's just ripping at my heart and making a hole so deep that I don't know how I will ever mend it. But as I sat there I felt a warm embrace, Joyner was holding me, I felt like I should be stiffening up but my body just relaxed and I could no longer control the leakage happening from my eyes. I buried my face into the crook of J's neck and I sobbed almost inconsolably. 

After some minutes I felt him lean onto the bedhead as my crying slowed and turned into little breathing spasms, but I continued to hold tight. My eyelids began to feel so heavy and before I knew it, I drifted off. 

I awoke to a knocking on the door. I looked up to see Joyner asleep with my hands still around his torso. I slowly pulled myself away trying not to wake him but failed in the process. He opened his eyes and looked at me very worried. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked.

"After bawling my eyes out in front of my best friend and falling asleep while hugging him... yeah, well, I am as good as I can be given the situation," I said with a raised eyebrow. Oh, the door! I remember the door just as my mom popped her head inside. 

"She- oh Joyner, I didn't know you were here. Will you be staying for dinner?" mom asked. He looked at his watch and then jumped up. I immediately looked at my clock. It was 6:00 pm.

"Oh, I am so sorry Sophia, tonight is my family's fast-food night, maybe next time?" he questioned. My mom tells everyone but her children to call her by her first name. Something about her not wanting to feel old. It's Wednesday, his family has fast-food night every third Wednesday and it's his only cheat day. He has been on a diet since forever! I have to always beg this dude to eat ice cream...freaking ice cream! I am sure the gods made that stuff. Damn, I am suddenly feeling for ice cream right now, well to be fair, when am I not craving it? My poor body. Eh! Good thing I am a swimmer. 

"But James(my dad) made sushi tonight." She said as she pouted and looked at Joyner with puppy dog eyes and I kid you not, her eyes looked so much bigger, almost like anime. Yup, it's exactly what it looks like, my mother is trying to guilt-trip Joyner into staying, and with Joyner's love of seafood and my mother, I am sure it is working.  

"I am so sorry dude," I whisper to him as we both stood up. 

"Well, I can't say no to sushi now can I?" He said with a smirk. My mom's smile went so big, it almost knocked me back unto my bed. She walked off and Joyner called his mom to let her know he will be a bit late. I know all too well that he is gonna eat both meals...tonight! How the hell can soccer players eat so much? Although I shouldn't judge because I eat ice cream like it's going out of style. Oh well!