"Ugh Zane it's soooooo itchy!!" I yell across the room to him.

"Lucy leave it alone! Don't scratch it."

"How do I stop the itching then? It's driving me insane!"

"Pat it." He shakes his head and chuckles at me.

I start to pat it and surprisingly enough it starts to help. I let out a little giggle and Zane's smile melts into my soul.

"You're so beautiful Lucy."

"You're not so bad yourself." I say winking and place a little peck on his lips. As I turn to walk away he grabs my hand and pulls me back to him for a deeper kiss. Zane's phone begins to ring and it's Paul.

Hey bro. What's up?

Yeah that should be no problem. You haven't heard from him?

Yeah we will run by. I'll let you know.

Bye Paul.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"Paul needs us to run over to Chris's house. He's not answering his phone and was supposed to go into the bar to work on the menu pricing."

"Alright well let's go."

"Lucy you don't have to go. Stay here I can go."

"Nope I want to get out of the house."

Zane nods his head ok and grabs the keys to his car and we head out driving toward Chris's house. I wonder why he's not answering and why he hasn't shown up.

Zane pulls into the driveway of Chris's house. He lives in a little neighborhood, with little cookie cutter houses with white picket fences. Zane tells me to wait in the car and goes up to the garage door, looking through the window to see if his cars there. He shakes his head yes letting me know it is and goes to the front door.

Zane knocks and 30 seconds later nothing. He rings the doorbell, nothing. I see him pound on the door and still nothing. He looks back at me concerned so I get out of the car. There's a flower pot on the front porch so I pick it up and look under it for the key. Just our luck there's a key.

I unlock the door and Zane goes in first cautiously and I follow behind him. Suddenly we hear crying and a mans voice that didn't sound like Chris's. We realize it's coming from upstairs so Zane and I follow the crying up the steps.

Walking lightly down the hallway toward where the crying is coming from, Zane stops dead in front of a doorway and his body stiffens up. Coming up behind Zane I see a skinny, blond haired man sitting on the bed rocking back and forth crying and Chris laying there I'm assuming sleeping or facing away from the crying man.

"I didn't do...d...do it. I swear!" The man looks up at us with his tear smeared face and red eyes.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Zane asks him.

The man does not reply and Zane starts walking toward Chris.

"N...n...no you...you...don't want to do that." The man stutters out.

I look at the man curious. "Who are you and we are going to ask you again, what the fuck is going on?"

"I THINK HE'S DEAD!" The man shouts.

Zane rushes over to Chris and rolls him over onto his back. Chris was blue, lips were blue and his skin was cold. He had white foam running down the corner of his mouth. Zane jumps back and runs to the side the man was sitting at and squeezes his face with his hand.

"Again! Who the fuck are you and what the fuck happened?" Zane asks losing his patience.

"My name is Travis. We partied all night. We snorted some cocaine and I think he did a little too much and mixed it with alcohol."

"When did this happen?" I ask.

"I don't know. We got high, drunk, had sex and fell asleep. His phone start blowing up about an hour and a half ago which woke me up. I figured he needed more sleep so I got a shower. When I got out of the shower his phone rang about 3 more times so I tried to wake him up. When I touched his arm I noticed how cold he was." Travis explains as he begins to sob again.

You can tell Zane has seen this before because he was calm and knew exactly what to do. He instructed Travis to get dressed and said that we were going to call the police. We are to tell the police that the 3 of us were together and that Paul called us concerned so we came to check on him and this is how we found him. The police can clearly look at his phone and the missed calls from Paul to see that he was indeed trying to reach him.

I started to freak out, my anxiety was erupting and I had to run out of the room. I collapsed on the stairs and began to sob. Zane came after me and I felt the heat from his body as he appeared next to me and sat down wrapping his arms around me.

"Baby are you ok?" He asks me kissing my temple.

"How are you so calm?" I ask.

"Lucy...I've been through this before. My best friend od'd. His death is what pushed me further down the horrible road of destruction."

"What are we going to tell Paul?"

"Well it will kill him even more if he knows that he was fucking around on him again."

"Yeah for sure. But we can't lie to him. We have to tell him everything."

"You're right." Zane says pulling his phone from his pocket. "I'm going to call him now."

I reach over and take the phone from Zane's hand. "I'll do it."

Travis walks out of the room completely dressed. "Are you two ok?"

Zane stands up. "Did you know he had a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I'm his boyfriend." Travis said.

"Impossible! My brother was his boyfriend." Zane sneered at Travis and if looks could kill I'm pretty certain Travis too would have dropped dead.

Travis just stared at Zane, I don't know if he was shocked or what but he just stood there staring at him.

"I kind of had a feeling there was someone else." Travis finally admitted.

Zane shakes his head and looks at me with a lost look on his face. I hold his phone up and point to it indicating that I was going to go call Paul.

Going down to the living room I sit on the couch and dial Paul's number. After about the third ring he answers.

No Paul it's Lucy. Look I have to tell you something. Is there anyway you can come over to Chris's house?

Alright we will see you soon.

Bye Paul.

Paul only lived about 5 minutes from here. So he should be here soon. I set Zane's phone down on the table and sigh. My hearts racing with the thought of having to tell Paul everything. Zane came down stairs telling Travis to come down too and look out for the police to get here.

Zane comes into the living room and kneels down in front of me placing his hands on my knees.

"You called him?"

"Yeah he's on his way. I think it's best to tell him in person."

"Oh Lucy...I can tell him if you want."

"No I'm his best friend." A tear slides down my cheek and Zane reaches up wiping it away with his thumb.

Travis comes into the room to let us know the police and ambulance were here. I was kind of hoping that Paul would have gotten here first so I can tell him before hand. Paul pulls up a minute after right behind the police car. Travis and Zane are out talking to the police so I run out to talk to Paul.

I immediately hug Paul. "Lucy what's going on?"

"Paul, Chris is gone."

"What do you mean he's gone? Like gone took off gone or what?"

"He died in his sleep some time in the night."

"What?" Paul's hands fly up to his head and he starts pacing. "How? How did he die?"

"He overdosed." When I said those words it was like I had taken a knife and gutted him. Paul fell to his knees bawling. I kneeled down in front of him. "He wasn't alone."

Paul's heart broke the minute I told him Chris was dead so I may as well rip the bandaid off and tell him everything.

"That guy standing there with Zane? His name is Travis. He came over here last night and they did some cocaine, drank and apparently slept together."

"Wait that's the asshole he was fucking behind my back?"

I nod my head yes and he stands up. I stand up with him and he looks me in the eyes. His face suddenly flashes with rage and he was stomping toward Travis. I heard his fist slam off his face and Travis flew backwards landing on his back. Zane pulled Paul into his arms not allowing him to attack Travis anymore.

"Paul he didn't know. He's just as much in the dark as you were." Zane tries to defend Travis.

"Wait. He wasn't the guy you caught him in your bed with?" I ask.

"Guess we both were in the dark." Paul says reaching his hand out to help Travis off the ground.

"That whore!" Travis angrily says straightening his shirt out wiping the blood dripping down his lip.

"I'm sorry I hit you." Paul apologizes to Travis.

"It's ok. Guess neither of us realized how much of an asshole he was to us."

Paul shakes his head. "I can't fucking believe this!" He shouts kicking at the dirt. "But he was my asshole!"

"My asshole too." Travis says making an attempt to hug Paul as they both weep into each other's shoulders.

The paramedics come out with Chris on the stretcher with a sheet covering his body. Paul releases from Travis's hug and walks over to the stretcher. Travis walks up behind him and Paul pulls the sheet back revealing Chris's face.

Zane wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him for comfort. It looks like Paul says a silent goodbye to him and kisses his cheek and Travis steps up next doing the same thing. The paramedic pulls the sheet back up over Chris and wheels him into the ambulance.

The police officer walks over and offers us his condolences once again and wanted to know if there was anyone we needed him to contact for arrangements.

Chris didn't have any family. They all disowned him when he came out to them, but Paul said that Chris had his parents number in his phone. The police officer held the bag up with Chris's wallet and phone in saying that it's evidence.

"With all do respect sir, this isn't a murder. He simply overdosed." I say.

"We have to do an autopsy. I'll find his parents number and give them a call. If they don't want to do anything, do you want the department to contact you?"

Paul nods his head. "Yeah we will do something for him."

The police officer hands him his card and tells us that he will be in touch. The ambulance pulls away and so does the cop.

Zane walks over to his brother and pulls him in for a hug. "I'm really sorry Paul."

"Thanks. It means a lot that you are here." Paul says.

"Where else would I be?" Zane asks.

"A year ago, not here." Paul says in a joking tone.

"You ok?" Zane asks.

"I will be. But as harsh as his parents were they can care less if his body rots in a dumpster. No one deserves that even if he was a liar and a cheat."

"You're a good man Paul." Zane says hugging his brother once again.

I walk over joining in on the hug. Travis had gone into the house to get his things and to close up. I guess we will be figuring out what to do with his things. Paul said that he had a will and went with him to have it written. He's going to contact the lawyer to notify him of his death and to read the will. I won't be surprised if Chris had a bit of decency to leave something to Paul.