**Chasing Light, Finding Peace by Rohan Verma**
Greg found himself unceremoniously escorted to the local police station, his recent antics having drawn unwelcome attention. The charge? Disturbing the peace—a euphemism for the chaos he had unleashed.
Mars Wright, a friend and confidant, arrived to bail him out, but what unfolded next was nothing short of a spectacle. Instead of a calm reunion, the two men erupted into a flurry of fists, their frustrations boiling over in the very place meant for law and order. It took a handful of officers to pry them apart, the air thick with tension and disbelief.
Ultimately, both Mars and Greg were adorned with a shiny new set of handcuffs, a stark reminder of the consequences of their impulsive actions. As the cold metal clamped around his wrists, a wave of realization washed over Mars. Panic surged through him like a tidal wave, his heart racing as dread settled in his gut. What had he done?
Beside him, Greg was grappling with his own panic. He had just discovered that assaulting someone in public was no trivial matter, and here he was, having engaged in a full-blown brawl within the very walls of a police station. Was this how his story would end? Behind bars?
“Mars, you’re a goddamn jinx!” Greg spat, his voice laced with frustration. “I called you to get me out of here, and look at the mess we’re in now!”
He refrained from launching another physical attack, but his words cut deep, sharp as a knife. Mars’s expression darkened, shadows creeping into his features as he absorbed the weight of Greg’s accusation.
“You’ve got some nerve blaming me! If you hadn’t started screaming at everyone and lunged at a pregnant woman, would you even be here right now? Greg, do you have a brain in that thick skull of yours? Did you really think shouting about my divorce from Autumn would help me in any way?”
“I think you’re just itching to see my reputation go up in flames! Don’t act like you’re not jealous of me!” Greg shot back, his voice rising with indignation.
Although Greg had been on a drunken rampage, deep down, he had thought he was standing up for his friend when he confronted Autumn. The last thing he expected was for Mars to view it as a betrayal. It felt like the age-old adage: no good deed goes unpunished.
“How can you even say that?” Greg continued, his voice trembling with emotion. “If you hadn’t spun half-truths about how Autumn cheated on you while you were the one having an affair, making yourself out to be the victim, do you really think I would’ve gone after her like that?”
Mars’s face flushed with anger, the truth stinging. “You have no clue how much we all envied you for landing a wife as remarkable as Autumn! You’re so blind. Everyone knows the only reason you are where you are today is because of her. It seems you’re the only one who doesn’t realize it, huh?”
“If I wasn’t your friend, and if I hadn’t heard you trash-talking Autumn, do you think I would’ve lost my mind like that?” Greg’s voice was a mixture of disbelief and rage.
“But now, it’s all everyone else’s fault, right? You’re just the pure, innocent one, aren’t you? Never made a single mistake in your life?”
As Greg’s tirade continued, Mars’s expression shifted, alternating between pale and flushed. He had confided in Greg about his struggles, thinking he was sharing a burden with a friend. But now, he felt exposed, as if all his secrets were laid bare for judgment.
“Listen, I only told you those things because my pride was on the line! How else was I supposed to explain what happened between Autumn and me? If you knew I was fooling around with Lydia, you would’ve lost your mind!”
“I can’t believe you’re such a player, pulling that cheating-while-married nonsense!” Greg retorted, his voice rising in incredulity.
“You really don’t appreciate what you have, do you? If I were lucky enough to find a loving wife who supported my career, managed our home, and wanted to build a family, I’d treat her like a queen. Life is so damn unfair! You’re a little better-looking, sure, but what else do you have going for you? Why does everything good happen to you?”
It wasn’t the first time they had seen friends at each other’s throats, but witnessing them brawl in a police station while airing their grievances was a rare and chaotic sight. Nina, observing from the sidelines, was captivated, her eyes wide with intrigue. Autumn couldn’t help but think that if someone handed Nina a bag of popcorn, she’d turn the entire scene into a movie night.
“Greg, you ungrateful bastard! When I made it big, didn’t I share my success with you? Do you have any idea how much I’ve helped you over the years? When you were struggling, I was the one who supported you! And that girlfriend you had? I introduced you to her! Have you forgotten all that? What the hell is happening right now?” Mars’s voice was filled with exasperation.


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