Unstable // One-On-One // CLOSED

Lucas nodded quietly. I know she cares, but it can still be hard to ask for help sometimes. "I-I really should leave you alone now… you're busy." He smiled weakly to reassure her and managed to slip from her grasp.

Carter watched him go, knowing that he needed space. She sensed Spencer move closer, and she felt him wrap his arms around her. "Life is hard."

Lucas walked until he was out of sight, at which point he ran up to his room. He sat on the edge of his bed and hid his face in his hands, crying quietly.

"Yeah, it is," Carter replied softly. "Sometimes you have ups, but sometimes you have downs. And you never know when it's going to hit."

I should have been more careful… She didn't need to know. Lucas put his headphones on and turned the volume up.

"Yeah, but that's life," Spencer sighed. "It's a rollercoaster of fuck ups and emotions."

I should probably rewrap them… He thought to himself, grabbing some bandages and wrapping them around his arms. He tore off the excess with his teeth since he didn't currently trust himself with sharp objects.

"I guess we just reached a good part though," Carter thought out loud. "I mean, we're going to Broadway."

Do I really have to leave here so soon? I'm terrified of acting, and I won't be able to go to college… I'll be stuck living with Carter forever. Lucas lay back on his bed and stared at the ceiling.

"Yeah, which is amazing," Spencer laughed. "Did you ever think that we would have the opportunity to go on Broadway when we started MouseTrap?"

I suppose I don't exactly have a choice… I just wish that Carter would trust me more. Then maybe she'd let me stay… Lucas glanced around his room to make sure nothing sharp was visible. He wasn't sure if he could fully control himself at the moment.

Carter broke away from Spencer, walking to the fridge. "I guess I'm just happy that I've mended my relationship with Lucas."

Lucas could hear indistinguishable voices downstairs, so he turned his music up more. It hurt his ears a bit, but it was better than paying attention to the real world.

She squatted down to grab a diet coke from the fridge, along with a piece of fruit. She stood up. "The information is in my room."

Lucas stares at his bed while listening to the music.