"Mam?" Someone was putting themselves in danger, nobody should ever wake me and never shake me to wake me up. But luckily for them I recalled I fell asleep on the plane so grumbled a response that I was awake and lazily made my way off the plane. Now, it was 4ish when I left London soo it should be like around noon, right..? I dont know I suck at math but it feels like midday so I'm just gonna stick with that.
Eventually I made my way through the bundles of people in the airport until I reached outside. I spread my arms out embracing a cool breeze. Ah yup, this is home. Now, I should get going as soon as possible. But how..? I whipped my head around, almost flicking the beanie off in the process, looking for an idea of some kind. Hmm... Well there's walking, there's cars, oh and there's a bus, there's a- wait. Bus! On the corner of the street up the road from the airport was a bus stop, which the bus' indicator was set on. Holy Jesus this better be with it because I'm SO unfit!
Taking off in a full speed sprint towards the stop, I was already gasping for breath! Geez I'm sad. But my gym teacher would be shocked and quite fascinated by what I'm doing right now. "Wait! Hold up!" I yelled as the doors began to close and I was basically next to the bus, waving my hand frantically. Thankfully the door just opened again and I jumped on thanking the man while giving a small laugh. I scrambled onto the bus to at least halfway, there were more people on the bus then usual.
I pressed my thumb against the small red button to say I wanted to get off. Soon the vehicle slightly jolted to a stop and the doors screeched open for me. Basically tripping down the stairs in a rush I landed on the grass regaining my composure then walked onto the grey cracked pathway.
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I was soon on the correct street and the sound of pounding music erupted from the silence. Whoever that was is probably going to be killed by their neighbourhood because as far as I know, Three Days Grace isn't everyones cup on tea. Especially in a small and sweet area like this. Once I took a few more steps I was able to clearly hear the words, and it took was a simple line to know the song;
"I hate everything about"
What made me uncomfortable about this, was that I knew where the music was coming from... Before I knew it, I was on the front step of the house. My eardrums were about to burst because of the intensity of the music. Bracing myself for the worst I gripped and turned the handle allowing the door to just open itself. I leant backwards to check the garage for more then one car and to no surprise there was only one, Alex's car...
I turned back to the house inviting myself in, instantly a gush of disgusting smell hit me in the face. Was that, alcohol..? The empty bottles trailing around the living room proved my theory. Idiot! I spotted the stereo and stormed over to it and turned it down at least half way, which was much better. I rested my hand on top of it but only for a second, I flinched at the burning heat radiating off it. How long had this been on..?
"Oi n-nobody touchy thattt" I heard an angry slurred voice accompanied by hard stomping sounds echoing from the stairs. My eyes widened at what was standing, well barely standing in front of me. Alex's face was drained completely! His eyes were a scorching red and barely opened. He was shirtless with a pair of grey sweatpants hanging dangerously low, exposes a lot of skin. In his hand was an empty bottle of what appears to be a whiskey? "N-no one touches thee stereeoo, this is m-my s-on-ng about a g-girl that brokee me heart" he grumbled in the same way as before but stumbling over towards me near the stereo. He reached for the volume button but I slapped his hand away before he could turn it.
"What the fuck?! You don't come into my house uninvited and t-touch my music! Who the fuck you think you are?!" His words stern and furious, loosing the stuttering and slurring of words. "RAVEN OAKS! THATS WHO!!" My rage changed the feeling of the atmosphere. Oops... Immediately, Alex pointed his finger at me in an accusing matter. "YOU! WHY ARE YOU HERE! SHOULDN'T YOU BE IN LONDON MAKING OUT AND SLEEPING WITH YOUR BELOVED BOYFRIEND!!" it was as if he were a small spark and I was the fuel that made him explode. I've never been so frightened of anyone before but as the person I am, I never back down or run away.
"IM HERE BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN AND BECAUSE YOU ARE A DRUNKEN MESS! AND RAY IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND! YOU SERIOUSLY THINK THAT LOW OF ME?! RAY IS MY CLOSE FRIEND FROM CHILDHOOD YOU ASSHOLE, AND I DO NOT SLEEP WITH ANYONE!" the anger no longer an act or fake, it was real enough to ignite into a flaming ball. Alex somehow managed to gain some soberness causing his face to become blank for a moment.
"MAYBE BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND DONT WANT YOU TO BE WITH ANOTHER GUY LEAVING ME BROKEN HEARTED! BECAUSE CLEARLY I DONT WANT TO BE LIKE THIS FOR MY LIFE" he spat harshly gesturing to his half-drunken state before continuing. "I DONT KNOW WHAT TO THINK OF YOU RAVEN, BECAUSE ALL I WANT IS TO CALL YOU MINE AND TASTE YOUR SWEET LIPS ON MINE WHENEVER I WANT BUT THATS NOT GONNA HAPPEN IS IT?! I DONT GIVE TWO SHITS WHO RAY IS, I JUST WANT HIM TO BACK OFF! FOR ALL I KNOW YOU COULD SLEEP AROUND THOUGH!"
My jaw dropped completely. I know that this could go on for hours with both our anger increasing until one of us burst into flames. So I tried to take a different approach because I was sick of this and didn't want to be here anymore. So sucking up all my pride I spoke clearly and calmly as if it weren't a big deal. "You know what..? Whatever, call me whatever you want. This was a waste of my fucking time... 24 hours wasted to be exact, did you think about that..? I used my own money to buy a ticket out of the blue to come back here, to you. Not bothering to tell anyone my whereabouts, I still haven't checked my phone because I've been too busy thinking about fixing this..." Making a small gesture between us. "Us... I came here for you Alex and in return you accuse me of: sleeping around, making out with a guy I've been friends with since the beginning, and probably some other nonsense..! Meanwhile while I was in London for such a little time, everything reminded me of you. I don't think I can recall a day where I haven't worn THIS beanie!" My voice hard and stern but no longer shouting. As I mentioned his beanie I yanked it off my head and threw it at him square in the chest. "Think about that..." I spoke hoarsely before stomping up stairs. Bitch I ain't going anywhere because I just got to Brisbane and my house is locked up.
I turned the corners of the house sharply until I spotted an open door. I walked inside, slamming the door harshly in the process. The grey walls were layered in posters, stacks of clothes here and there, a table with a bunch of stationary scattered over it and a king sized bed in the centre of the room. Quickly realising that I was going to stay in here, I locked the door so Alex couldn't get in and cautiously stalked around the room inspecting everything.
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Wa laaa *kisses fingers like an Italian chef* tis yet another chapter for my sassquashes ;3
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