#this is originally from the 2017 file and I haven't edited it so forgive me if there are a lot of mistakes

[writerfae]

@thegirlwithnonickname asked me if I could share my (unfinished) story "Always by your side" (I talked about in an ask yesterday). So here are the prologue and the first chapter of it! (Chapter two to five will follow eventually)

Note: I wrote and translated this story in 2017 so you have to forgive me if it isn't that good. Both my writing style and my English weren't as good as they are now, but I hope you'll like it still!

Here's the prologue and chapter one

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Prologue

Tyler has always thought his best friend Lucas was immortal. He was like the sun. Shining bright and keeping everything around him alive and happy.

But what Tyler forgot was that sometimes, even stars died. And when they're gone, they leave you in darkness.

He can't remember much of what happened on the day Lucas died. All he can remember was that he was waiting for him at their usual spot but Lucas didn't come.

That was unusual, in all the years that they've been friends he has never been too late. Not without calling to say that he'll come later. And then, instead of Lucas, his mother called. That was also unusual. Lucas' mother never called Tyler.

And he never heard her cry either. Not until that moment. When she was telling him something he just couldn't believe. Didn't want to believe.

There was an accident. A car crash. And Lucas was involved.

That wasn't possible. Lucas was a good driver. A careful driver. And he of all people had a car accident?

"There was nothing they could do to save him," it was said later.

Tyler would never forget these words. They left their mark in his mind. Just like the pain he's feeling ever since the day his best friend died. The only person who was always there for him since they were kids. The person that he'd lost forever.

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Chapter 1

As Tyler and Lucas met, they were both eight years old. Back then Tyler was playing at the playground near his house like he always did as he suddenly noticed a boy.

He'd never seen him before. He had light brown hair, freckles and a bright smile on his face. And he was walking directly towards Tyler.

'Are you playing here all alone?'

Tyler, who always played alone, nodded.

'No one should play alone', the boy said. 'Do you wanna play with me?'

The other kids never asked him if he wanted to play with them. So as this boy asked him he was so surprised that he forgot to answer at first. But then he nodded again. The other boy smiled.

'Sweet! I'm Lucas, by the way. What's your name?'

He offered Tyler a hand. Tyler took it and let Lucas help him stand up.

'Tyler!', he said.

Lucas smirked. 'Okay! Nice to meet you Tyler. Let's go!'

They spend the whole day at the playground together. They had so much fun that they completely forgot the time.

Lucas talked about his move to the city, his new school and his nice new house and he asked Tyler about his family and his house and if he ever moved from one city to another.

They played hide and seek and many other games. The last time Tyler felt as happy​ as he did that day was a long time ago.

As they had to go home Lucas asked him if they should play together the next day too. Tyler, who was happy he found a playmate, said yes.

And that was the beginning of a very special friendship.

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Tyler ignored the knocking on his bedroom door.

'Tyler you can't stay in your room forever. School will start soon.'

He ignored his mother's words.

'Darling, I know that it's hard for you. I know you're mourning. But to hide in your room is not a solution. Lucas wouldn't have wanted that.'

It's been days since Lucas death. And Tyler had only left his room to pay his last respect to his best friend.

Lucas wouldn't​ have liked his funeral. Too much crying. Not enough laughing. Once he said to Tyler that he thinks that the people should celebrate a persons life, not cry because that life is over. But that's exactly what Tyler did. And his mother was right, Lucas would have hated it.

"I always tried to make sure you have a reason to laugh and now you're sitting here and cry because of me?"

Tyler wasn't sure if he could ever laugh again like he used to. He never lost someone before. Especially no one so close to him.

Of course he and Lucas weren't related but they were best friends for nine years. All this time they were never more than one week separated. They were like brothers.

Lucas was always there when he needed him. And that he was gone now, that he was dead... Tyler didn't know how to deal with that.

'Does he still doesn't want to open the damn door?', a second voice, his father, asked.

'No', said his mother.

There was another knock at his door. Louder than before.

'Come on boy! What's all this good for? It won't bring him back. Open the door!'

But Tyler didn't want to open the door. And he didn't want to go to school either. That would make Lucas death more real. More painful. It would be final. And he didn't wanted that. He wasn't ready for it yet.

As he woke up the morning after the accident he had hoped that it was all just a nightmare. That Lucas would wait downstairs to pick him up.

The day after that he had the same hope. And the day after that too. He didn't lose hope completely yet. But it faded every day and if he opened the door to leave his room and go to school, that hope would be gone.

Just thinking about continuing his normal life without Lucas seemed wrong to him. For the last nine years Lucas was such an important part of his daily life that Tyler didn't knew what living without him was like. He always wished that he'd never have to find out.

'Tyler, open the bloody door, damn it!', his father shouted.

He always loses his temper quickly. He hated to be ignored. That was typical for his father and one reason there was always trouble and a lot of fights at their home.

'Jim!' His mother tried to calm her husband down. 'Lucas was so important to him. Be more indulgent.'

His mom always tried to calm his father down. That was also a reason there was always trouble and a lot of fights at home. His father hated it when someone tried to calm him down.

'Still that's not a reason to ignore me. And he has to leave his damn room too! You hear me Tyler? Move your ass out of that room.'

Being indulgent wasn't really his thing. Not that Tyler would've been surprised. Since Lucas once defended him during a fight between father and son his dad was at odds with him.

"This boy barges in things that are none of his business."

And Lucas couldn't stand him either. A "quarrelsome egoist", that's what he had called him. And even though his father might had his good sides, Lucas wasn't wrong with that term.

That's why Tyler gave in. He didn't meant to start a fight, that's nothing he could handle right now. He got up and went to the door. Before he opened it he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Let's go.

For a moment all he could see when he opened the door was a bright light. Then his vision cleared and he saw his parents standing before him. His mom looked worried. His father just seemed annoyed.

'Finally. Now get ready and come downstairs. Dinner's ready.' He turned around and left. Tyler's mom shook her head. Then she looked at her son.

'Sorry Tyler. You know your father.' She hugged him. 'How do you feel darling?'

Tyler didn't knew how to answer. How could he describe it? It was just too much. He felt angry. Sad. Helpless. He missed Lucas.

'It's... not easy.' That's all he said.

His mom smiled. It was a sad smile. 'I know darling. If you need to talk about it, I'm here.'

Tyler nodded. 'Okay. Thanks mom.'

'You can come downstairs for dinner if you want. If not, that's fine too. Don't worry about your father, I'll deal with him', his mom said. Then she left.

But she stopped midways. 'By the way, I made my famous pasta.'

Tyler smiled. Her famous pasta. Lucas and his favourite food. Surely she made it to cheer him up.

So Tyler wouldn't say no either.

"I could never say no to your mom's pasta." That's what Lucas always said.