Walking in the middle of the road

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“What’s up with you today?”
“What do you mean?”
I know what he means. I looks like shit, more than usual.and its not in the way I look, but more in the way I carry myself. I look like I haven’t been getting my daily dose of happiness for a week.
“I’m fine man, what’s with you?” I say blowing out thick white smoke.
“You look like a defenseless puppy, you always had this look of total control about you, now you look like some one took your candy and slapped you...” He couldn’t help but laugh while saying that last part.
He’s right, lately so many disappointments have taken my mojo away, I stopped believing in myself, I’m my abilities.
“Life is hard man, and its been giving me candy and taking it away from me after I get the first lick…the slapping part is in your head.”
He looks at me, his best Friend, and even though he doesn’t want me to leave, to not be able to see him for what seems to be a quarter of our age, he can’t help but feel bad about my luck.
“Its about the whole scholarship thing isn’t it?”
I nod.
“Its gonna be fine man, you are gonna get another chance…you can’t give up.”
I know he says it hoping I don’t. He has been my best friend for four years. He has been there for me through my hard times, he had always given my life an unexpected twist. We had legendary times, in the days that I used to drink. He had been my family when my family abandoned me. If, ever, there was anyone I owed my life, it would definitely be him. He can’t help but want me to stay, but he sees me in pain missing her everyday, and he wants it to stop, he wants me to be happy, he just wants me to be happy here.
“Well what usually makes you feel powerful?”
That would be an odd question, but he knows I’m as odd as they come, so it was a valid question.
“ Walking in the middle of the road.”
“What?”
“well, in that time of the night when there aren’t many cars , I sometimes walk in the middle of the road with my headphones on. I feel like I own the road you know?”
“That has to be the dumbest thing I have ever heard. What if a drunk driver runs you over?”
“hey its night, I see their headlights from a mile away, and when they get close enough, I get to the side of the road.”
“Wow!” He says after he takes a big gulp from his beer.
I shrug, “hey it does it for me!”
“Okay well..how about this…I finish my beer, and we go out and walk in the middle of the road. I can’t bear to see that face any longer.”
I smile.
He finishes his beer, pays the bill and we go out. I light a cigarette, breathing in that heavy smoke, and I turn to him and say, “ you’re gonna love this!”
So we walk to the main road, not many cars passing by, and we walk in the middle, me in the front with my arms raised looking up at the beautiful dark sky, it looks like a black sheet with white pillows placed sparsely on top of it, with him right behind me. He has always had my back, it wasn’t any different this time.
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