Birthday boy

Mom walked towards the door and opened it but couldn’t recognize the people standing in front.

“I’m sorry to disturb you so late but is Lucas here by any chance?” The tall man who seemed to be in his late 40s asked. He had a broad bushy moustache under his nose which was hiding his upper lip. His hair was deep brown, quite similar to Lucas’.

“Yes he is... And you are…?” mom asked hesitantly.

“Where are your manners James? Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?” The lady standing behind him smacked on his shoulder really hard.

“Ouch!” The man let out a silent scream.

“Sorry for his impoliteness. I am Jenifer, Jenifer Wright, Lucas’ mother. And he is James, my beloved husband.” The lady stretched out her hand for a handshake.

“Oh! Nice to meet you, I’m Cindy, Melissa’s mother.” Mom accepted the handshake and stretched her hand out but as soon as their hands touched Jenifer jumped back with a loud scream which made mom flinch.

“Are you ok?” Mom stepped forward with a worried face.

“I…I…I’m fine. Maybe just a spark due to the cold.” Jenifer shrugged it off. I could witness the scene but the door blocked the view for Lucas. Even if it did not, he wouldn’t care much as he was too busy arranging candles on the cake.

“Ahhh…. Please come in. There’s still a little time for 12.” Mom moved aside, giving them a way to come in.

“Oh thank you.”

“Hey Lucas! Look who’s here for you.” He looked up at mom’s words and his eyes widened as he saw them. He was shocked but his expression was neither of happiness nor disbelief. It was full of anger and disappointment but he changed it before others could notice.

I could understand him. At least I think I could.

“How did you know I was here?” He asked them in a plain tone.

“We asked granny.” Jenifer replied with a smile.

“Please have a seat.” Mom pointed at the empty chairs.

“This is my daughter, Melissa.”

“Oh nice to meet you.” I bowed my head a little.

“She’s really pretty…..just like her necklace….” James said, staring at my necklace giving me chills or creep maybe. “No doubt Lucas wanted to come here instead of celebrating his birthday with us.” He teased him but it didn’t seem to affect him even a little, while I could feel blood rushing through my cheek.

“You’re flattering me uncle.” I replied blushing, playing with my necklace.

“It was her father’s last gift.” Mom said with a sad look on her face.

“Ah! I am really sorry.” The room went silent after James' apology.

By the way, did I mention earlier? Lucas was the guy who was hurt by my wooden sword during our Tragic World War play. We’ve been friends since then. He was so sweet and cute back then. I pretty much had a small crush on him but of course not anymore, or maybe I still have some hard feelings but honestly I don’t think it’s the same as before. He’s seriously not cute anymore.

Okay, back to the story.

After 12 we cut the cake, had dinner and a little chit chat. Then I and Lucas came out to the little yard behind our home giving the elders some space or rather for our personal space.

We sat down beside each other and leaned back with our hands supporting our upper body.

“So you’re finally 18…. An official adult.” I giggled looking up at the sky.

“Yep!” He sighed.

“What’s with that sigh?”

“What?”

“Come on man, you’re officially an adult now and you’re still sighing?”

“What’s good about being an adult?” He frowned.

“You can do anything you want. You don’t need anybody’s permission and you’re asking me ‘what’s good about it’?” I had a million other reasons lined up.

“You think you can do whatever you want once you’re 18?”

“Yes, of course.”

“You’ll know it soon. Your birthday is just 3 months away. Isn’t it?” He smirked.

“2 months” I corrected him giving a death glare.

“What? Really?” his eyes widened.

“You even forgot my birthday? Aren’t you ashamed to call yourself my best friend?” I raised my hand high, almost ready to punch him.

“Ahhh!” He screamed loudly holding his head with both of his hands.

“I didn’t even touch you.” I pulled my hand down trying to control my laugh at his acting.

He didn’t stop and continued shouting like crazy.

“Quit the act…..Hey! Hey! What’s wrong? Are you okay?” I held his shoulder but he shoved it off roughly and continued to scream or more like groan. His nerves were popping out, clearly visible through his skin. I tried to pull his hand down but it was scorching. Wasn’t he perfectly fine just a minute ago? What’s with this sudden fever? I thought.

He stood up and ran inside, not giving me time to react.

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