A/N: Hi guys, I'm reeeaaaallllyyy sorry about such a long wait, things are crazy right now. And about that... I think I'm going to have to take a break on this story for a little while, probably just until the end of October, because the rest of this month and most of October is just so busy for me that I'll pretty much only be home to eat, sleep, and do a little school, but most of my schoolwork will probably be done in the car. I hate doing this to you guys because I love hearing from you, but I just can't keep this up right now. You can check back weekly if you want, but it will probably be at least the middle of October but probably the end of October before I post again. And I really hope that none of you forget about this story.

This story didn't come from a prompt from a reader, I just sort of thought it up myself, I hope you like it. It is a modern day story. I imagine them to be very close friends in it, but if you want to imagine they're in a relationship, that's good too!

I'm sitting on my bed and just decide to let it go. I let the tears fall freely, knowing that nobody should be around to see me; my siblings are all doing things, my mother is cooking, and dad is at work still. I know life isn't fair, but why does this have to keep happening?

I hear the doorbell ring but know my mom will get it, plus I don't want to get up and have to put a smile on, and it's probably just a salesman anyway. I hear my mom talking to someone who has a deep voice that sounds very familiar, but I can't place it, not that I'm really trying to.

I continue to let the tears fall, blocking out anything outside my room. I nearly jump of my bed when the same deep voice reaches my ears, this time a lot closer than the front door. "Knock, knock, can I come in?"

"C... Caspian..." Is all I can manage when I look up to see Caspian, my older brother Edmund's best friend, who I'm also quite close to.

"Lucy, what's wrong?" He is at my side in a flash, kneeling by my bed, his hand finds my left hand and squeezes it reassuringly.

"It's nothing you should be worried about. Nobody really should be worried." I use my right hand to swipe the tears off my face, but it doesn't really work as more fall.

"Why shouldn't I be worried? You're one of my closest friends, and friends worry about each other." He reaches up with his hand that isn't on top of mine and wipes the fresh tears away while I mumble bout how some people need to be told that. "What did you say?" Crap, he heard.

"I said that some people need to be told that."

"What's going on? Why don't you tell me everything? Unless you can't?" He has stood from his crouching position and sat down on the side of the bed I'm not occupying, and then placed his hand over mine and given it another reassuring squeeze.

"You met Katie, didn't you?"

"Blonde, bright green eye, likes wearing clothes a couple sizes too small?" He clarifies.

"Yeah, that's her."

"What about her?" I take a deep breath and decide that I already started, why not finish it.

"We got in a really big fight and aren't talking anymore. The worst part is that it was stupid! Anytime she's with family or other friends, she refuses to text me because she doesn't want to 'be rude', but when I was at my Grandparents' house, right after my Grandmother had surgery, she freaked out because I didn't text her..."

"Maybe she was having a bad day?" He offers.

"Maybe she was, but she's done stuff like this before; she can be fine one minute and we're laughing at each other and the next mad. She's having a bad day and I try to help, then I have a bad day so she just tells me I should deal with it, so the next time she has a bad day I tell her to deal with it and she flies off the handle at me for 'not caring'. And I don't understand why this happens... you give one-hundred percent to someone who only gives fifteen, they don't care when you need a shoulder to cry on because you have to solve their problems first and after that they don't care because everything is good for them, you're there for them at two in the morning when their parents are still fighting over something and then they don't reply to any of your calls or texts until the next time their parents fight over something. I know life isn't easy, but am I just picking the wrong people...?"

"Lucy, has this happened with more than one person?" I nod; I don't have the energy to confirm verbally. "I'm sorry, Lucy, I didn't know, you should tell someone these things."

"I've tried, but that's when they look at you, say they don't care, and ask you to solve their own problems."

"Well then some people obviously don't realize how lucky they were that you even noticed them because I think you're one of the most amazing people I've ever met." Caspian wraps his arms around and pulls me against his chest so that I'm basically sitting in his lap.

"You're only saying that to make me feel better." I know Caspian isn't the type to just say things he doesn't mean, but I really don't want to believe him, it will end in heartbreak.

"No, I'm not; I wouldn't lie like that, and especially not to someone who means so much to me." His words are whispered in my ear and my heart tells me to just believe him because he's never given me any reason to doubt him before.

"I know... Thank you Caspian." I turn and wrap my arms around his torso and we just sit in silence for a few minutes.

"Better?" He moves his left hand and tilts my head so that I have to look him in the eye.

"Yes, a lot better." I smile slightly.

"Good." He smiles back and starts trying to move.

"But Caspian?"

"Hm?"

"Can we just stay like this?" I motion to our bodies. "I need this from someone that isn't family... a friend."

"As you wish." He replies as he wraps his arms around me again and plants a soft kiss on the top of my head.

A/N: So how'd you like it? Did any of you catch the Princess Bride reference? As always, let me know if you spotted any mistakes. And even though I won't be posting for a while, unless I get a really big burst of inspiration that just has to be written, I still would love prompts if you have any!

I love you guys so much, thanks for all the support you've given me throughout this story so far, and I already can't wait to get back to writing it, and I hope you guys will keep checking back, and keep reading when I come back next month because without you this story would have no meaning.

Love you guys so much and until next month,

Rebecca.