Chapter 10

Clover put her hands onto Lucas' left shoulder. Then her look spikes through me. I averted my look. 

"Oh hey, Clove. Yep, I'm here with—"

"The newbies, of course." There is an offensive tone in her voice. I looked at Stacey, and saw her brows arched.

Lucas cleared his throat before answering.

"Join us." Lucas' offered to Clover, but she and her friends just laughed.

"And be seen with these newbies? I don't think so." She flipped her long wavy brunette hair and smirked. Then Clover and her friends turned their backs and left, the sound of their heels echoed in the room.

"Sorry 'bout that. Clover was just really..."

Stacey butted in, "A bitch?" I can't help not to laugh, I think this is the first time that I ever laughed out loud.

Then I saw the shock on Lucas' face.

"Master, you can laugh?" Lucas said with an amused tone of voice.

Of course, what does he think of me?

"Say it again, Stacey." He continued and he's just staring at me. Im really getting conscious now, so I just rolled my eyes on him.

"C'mon, this is the first time that I ever heard her laugh." Lucas insisted.

"And will be the last." Again, I rolled my eyes and averted my gaze.

For Pete's sake, stop staring at me, Lucas!

"I doubt that." Lucas said, unconvinced. "I'm gonna gather all my inner strength just to make you laugh, again." He said and crossed his leg like a businessman trying to make an agreement with his client.

"Awww." I shot a look at Stacey. This girl. Stop giving any meanings behind it, Stace!

"Whatever." Word that I could only say.

We heard someone's phone beeped, so I check if it was mine, then saw Lucas was already typing something on his phone.

"Hey guys, I'll hit off first, my mom needs something from me."

My heart beats fast, Margarette Nielsen is her mom. For real. And he just talked with her right now.

What does she like? Is she like a super strict mom, or just normal, like any other mom would be.

"Don't worry, master, you'll meet her soon. I got you." Lucas stood up and wore his blue back pack.

Then he gave me his usual smile

"You guys, stop being so cute." I looked at her again.

Really? This girl has got to stop.

"Bye, see you tomorrow." Then Lucas left the café.

I slowly turned my gaze at Stacey, she was laughing and hiding her face under a throw pillow.

"You can't deny the fact that you two look good together." I smiled at her, sarcastically.

"See, you're smiling. So you agree with me."

"No, I'm smiling because remind me again why we became friends?" Then Stacey threw the pillow at me, but before it hit me, I already grabbed the pillow behind me and hid under it.

We were both teasing and laughing 'til our stomach hurts.

A few minutes later, I excused myself to go to the restroom. When I got there, I washed my hands with the lemon-cucumber gel soap. It was a good combination though.

Then I looked at myself on the mirror... Was it real that Lucas and I looked good together?

Nah, I don't think so. I actually don't have any idea if what he's showing to me is real.

When I went back, Stacey was just using her phone, typing something on it.

"Hey, you're mom called." She said without taking her eyes off of her cellphone.

"Really? What'd she say?" I said to her.

Stacey stood up, not in her usual jolly mood.

"She said that you need to go home immediately." Now, I'm worried about her.

"Why, what happened to her?" Stacey just pulled me and we went off together.

We were walking through the streets and I started texting my mom. What could've happened to her? And what happened to Stacey, why the sudden change of mood?

"Are you okay?" Stacey suddenly asked me.

"Of course, why?" There's a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Is there anything wrong, Stace?" We stopped walking.

"I answered your phone earlier, and your mom thought that it was you, so she said on the phone that you need to go to the hospital tomorrow for your monthly check-up."

This means she knows already...

I don't know what would I say to her. I don't want anyone's sympathy, but why do I suddenly feel so sad for her being like this.

"I have a heart cancer, Stace." Stacey looked at me, appalled. Her eyes started to pool with tears.

"Ha! Why do I feel like this?" Stacey then wiped off the tears that were about to fall. She's laughing sarcastically, her breathing becomes ragged.

To be honest, even though we are still not that close close, it brings pain to me seeing her like this. She's still the first person here in Tórshavn that showed kindness to me and the only person that I could call my friend.

"This really sucks, Alayna. I completely understand my situation. Me, having a hard time because of this kidney failure situation. But, knowing that my another friend is suffering too.... it's just...."

I am trying so hard not to cry. There's a pain in my throat that I kept on swallowing it.

Stacey looked up at the clouds. "You're being unfair, huh? You couldn't do anything except taking away something from me." The tears that she kept on holding already fell. I can't understand the situation that she's been through, but I know that she's in real pain.

I wanted to hug her and tell her that everything will be okay. That everything is okay.

"Hey, Stace, I am not suffering. Look at me, I am strong, just like you." I forced to show her a smile on my face, though it really breaks my heart seeing her like this.

"Sorry, Lay. You have to see this side of myself." I took her hands and squeezed it.

"It's okay. Don't be sorry. Come on, Stace, let's go home." I said to her.

This girl is so soft and fragile, just like a kid.

As we walked, I patted her back as she sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.