CHOOSE ME!

Part 16

Charlie's pov
I woke up early the next morning and paced around my room, it turns out I developed a habit of hugging Alex whilst I slept and I couldn't sleep properly without him. I needed him right now, I needed him so I could apologise and choose him but he was sleeping and probably didn't want to talk to me so I decided to make scrambled eggs for breakfast.

I quickly went to the kitchen and began cooking, I planned on leaving some food out for Alex and leaving the apartment to give him some space but he woke up as I was serving the food. He looked tired and his eyes were puffy, he had clearly been crying a lot last night and I couldn't stand that it was because of me.

We sat down for an awkward breakfast, no one talked and there was so many words that needed to be said but we both knew now wasn't the right time. I ate faster than Alex so I waited patiently for him to eat, taking in his gorgeous face: I missed him already and I didn't know how long I could go on without waking up to his face every morning and it being the last thing I see before I sleep.

My eyes travelled down to his hands, he was holding a piece of folded paper tightly, "what's that?" I asked finally breaking the silence. Alex's eyes filled with tears as he silently handed me the paper, his hands shaking a little, I took the paper gently and opened it. As I read the pages a subconscious smile wriggled onto my face, I was so happy and relieved for him, "when did this happen?" I asked starting to feel excited. He didn't answer and I couldn't stop reading the letter over and over again, but then I remembered everything that happened the other night and slowly walked over to the kitchen cleaning the empty plates away.

As I was half way through cleaning them Alex came to the kitchen too, he took a deep shaky breath. I could tell he was nervous so I waited patiently for him to speak. "I was wondering if you could be a witness for me, you know cause you were there when he beat me up and it would be easier to prosecute him if I had one," he announced so quickly it took me a few seconds to realise what he had said, once I did my face dropped and the plates fell into the sink chipping a little.

I hung my head knowing it wouldn't be good idea, "I can't I'm sorry, my girlfriend will kill me," I replied sadly. I wish I could but it would raise more questions and he couldn't have that on his mind during all of this. Alex froze in place and he started crying hard, I wanted to be there for him but I just couldn't. I only did it for him.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked finally, making his head swing back up to me, "you should've chosen me," he replied sadly. His words made my tear up as well, "I did what I thought was right," is the only thing I managed to say, I had to grip the counter to steady myself or I would have run up to him and hugged him tightly and never let go.

His face started to get a little red but he didn't move from his spot, "CHOOSE ME! THAT'S ALL YOU HAD TO DO OR ARE YOU EMBARRASSED OF ME NOW!" he shouted loudly, he started crying harder and harder, making it difficult to compose myself. I wanted to tell him everything but the words I wanted to say didn't come out of my mouth. "IF I CHOSE YOU MY FAMILY, MY FRIENDS WILL HATE ME! THEY WOULD NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN!" I shouted, slightly shocking myself. We both knew it was the sad truth and Alex knew more than anything what it was like to be rejected. Suddenly, he stormed out of the flat leaving me to drop to my knees and cry heavily into my hands.

He was gone for hours which made me begin to worry something bad happened to him again. I ran out of the house to search for him just in case but he was no where to be found and I was getting tired from all the walking as he had the car so I came home. I slammed the door and dropped heavily on the sofa, my arms rested in my bouncing leg as I rubbed my chin with my full hands trying to hold back tears but failed.

I cried and cried uncontrollably, I don't know how long I was crying for but it must have been a long time because I started to feel numb, as if all of my emotions were scooped inside the tears and drained out of me as I cried. I just sat there, hands on my knees and stared at the wall blankly thinking of all the possibilities of where he went or what happened to him but I couldn't choose just one of the many options.

Suddenly, the door swung open and revealed Alex who looked almost happy but his small smile dropped the second he saw my face, I already knew it was a mess. I immediately stood up, floods if questions kept popping into my head but I couldn't seem to even open my mouth.

We stood and stared at eachother until he walked away, as he was speed walking towards his room I grabbed his arm and he turned around but he stared at the floor like they were having some sort of competition. I then lifted his chin up with two of my fingers gently as if he was a porcelain doll and would break at my small touch and came closer to him, our bodies touching a little.

I opened my mouth to speak but then realised I had no idea what I would even say to him. So I closed it again hoping he would say something but he didn't. He just tugged my hand away and carried on walking through the door.