Lucas was sitting at the bar at Jake's, with a beer in hand. He'd been there all night, trying to forget his troubles. He wondered if his Uncle Luke would really tell his mother about his failed suicide attempt, and if Carly really hated him for letting Micheal be kidnapped by Helena's men.
Then there was Guy, who just up and left him when he needed a friend the most. Lucas stared down into the half empty beer mug and slammed the rest of it back.
"Another beer, please," Lucas said, slightly slurring his speech after a long night of drinking.