You know those days where you feel like you've hit the lowest point in your life? You know, those days where nothing seems to be going right and it feels like you're on a downwards spiral to the pit of shame and regret. Those days when you knew that nothing was ever going to be the same for you and yet, you just didn't want to attempt to make it better, because that's just too complicated. Have you ever felt like you have to play the role of the bad person because, if you didn't, you wouldn't know who you're supposed to be? Have you ever felt so incapable of doing good because you always get yourself into bad situations?

That's how Lucas had felt for the last 2 years of his life.

Well, that's how Lucas had felt until he found Maya again. It was then, in the most adrenaline fuelled moment of his life, that he decided that sometimes, doing bad things didn't make you a bad person. Ok, so it does make you a bad person in some peoples eyes but Lucas had only ever done these bad things for other people. He chose to rob that bank with Maya that night because he wanted her to have enough money to get her by and he knew she wouldn't be able to get as much as she wanted to get on her own.

...plus he really wanted her to be a part of his life.

"Hey bro, do you want me to cook today?" Zay walked into Lucas' room. Isaiah Babineaux . He had always been there for Lucas, always. 20 years of life and Zay had been the one who had stepped into every new situation side by side with Lucas. Zay had seen Lucas go into his downward spiral, he didn't like seeing him the way he was, but he never stopped him. Lucas didn't know why Zay didn't stop him, but he knew that Zay always had his best interests at heart.

A guiding hand that has your best interests at heart.

Dammit Mr. Matthews.

Lucas had never really had one of those, well he didn't think he did. His parents were very busy people so as he got older, he couldn't really go to them with his high school problems and whatnot. Zay had always been that figure for him, and yet he was still understanding enough to let Lucas figure out what he needed to do on his own.

"No, it's ok man, I'll cook if you want. You've been working all day so I may as well." Lucas smiled back at his best friend, who was gleaming back at him. A heavy sigh of relief came from Zay as he sat down on Lucas' bed and kicked his feet up.

"I am so glad you said that. This man needs his beauty sleep." Zay closed his eyes and placed his hands underneath his head. Lucas could tell he was exhausted, sometimes he forgot that Zay worked and did everything he could to help them go unnoticed by the police. Lucas moved from his position and went to prepare dinner.

"Oh and Lucas? Remember that Maya is here too, cook her something up too." Zay shouted after Lucas.
"How could I forget?" Lucas shouted back whilst chuckling to himself.
"Guys I have this brilliant idea! It's called standing next to each other and stop with the damn shouting already!" Maya shouted from her room, however, it merely sounded like she had spoke the words from where Lucas was standing. Her anger was shortly followed by both the boys laughing at her annoyance.

He could get used to this. The banter. The three of them getting along well. He could get used to it being the three of them now. He liked this, this feeling of family. This feeling of... home.

Surprisingly, Lucas made an extremely nice meal, all three of them had decided to sit at the table and eat together. They were all warming to the idea of spending time as a trio, however, Maya was adamant that she was only sat with them because it took too much energy to walk back to her room.

It was silent at the table, but it was comfortable silence. That type of silence that comforts you and lets you know that you should feel safe around the people around you. Lucas liked to think that it was quiet because Zay and Maya were enjoying his food so much they didn't have time to talk.

As soon as Maya had finished, she moved from her chair and immediately went to make everyone a drink. Everything felt so natural. It felt like this was the way it had always been. All three of them, wearing the least flattering clothes possible, living under the same roof and being there for each other. She placed the coffee's down in front of Zay and Lucas and then went back to make her own.

"Why thank you, Maya." Lucas smirked as she poured the milk into her coffee. Sarcastically, she smiled back at him and rolled her eyes before she proceeded to make her coffee. Her free hand ran through her hair, Lucas couldn't tell whether she was doing it because she was stressed or if she genuinely had hair in her face.

"I've been thinking," Maya turned around with her coffee in her hands, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"That's dangerous." Zay blurted out, Lucas found it quite funny, however, Maya's expression indicated that Lucas shouldn't laugh. She threw a teaspoon at the back of Zay's head and it connected with an audible thud. "That is also dangerous." Zay responded without missing a beat.

"Anyway," Maya cleared her throat, that is how Lucas knew it was serious. "I have an idea, and I know you will both object to it at first but I think if you really think about it and listen to my explanation then I really think you might change your-"

"Maya. Breath." Lucas said out of concern, her eyes were fixed on the floor and she was subconsciously playing with her friendship ring like she usually does when she is nervous.

"I think we have one more robbery left." Maya declared.

"Well, if Lucas is up for it then you two can go do your thing." Zay smiled whilst filling his mouth with food.

"You're coming too Zay." Maya laughed awkwardly.

"W-W-What?"