sorry if there are mistakes, im sure there will be lols.
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tw:fight
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I was woken up by a knock on my bed and Alex shuffling around under me.
My head was laying on his stomach and one of his arms was across my back.
".... i made you breakfast" schlatts voice spoke from the other side of the door.
I sighed and sat up, I rubbed my puffy, sore eyes.
"I can go out with you" Alex whispered, sitting up next to me and stretching his arms up while yawning.
"alright I'm going to go brush my teeth" I whispered back before standing up.
"....I'll leave it in the table for you, I'll go eat In my room" schlatt spoke again.
I decided to wait to hear his bedroom door shut before walking out.
While I waited alex stood up and wrapped his hands around me.
I hugged back, feeling his soft, warm skin through my shirt.
"I'm not even hungry" I mumbled when I pulled away.
"You've got to eat something" Alex replied, his voice raspy.
I finally heard his door shut, Alex picked out his toothbrush from his bag that he brought along before we both walked out and made our way to the bathroom.
We passed the living room where we saw the same mess of beer bottles and the sticky table due to the lemons he cut and squirted into his beer. I shook my head and continued to walk to the bathroom.
We brushed our teeth together before heading back to the diner table where there was a plate of heated ego waffles and eggs. Me and Alex stared at the plate before looking at eachother. I silently shook my head and he agreed.
I giggled and walked to the living room, Alex following behind.
I picked up the beer bottles and tossed them into the bin that was still next to the touch from last night.
Alex got a glass cleaner and paper from the kitchen and helped to clean the sticky glass table.
I heard schlatts bedroom door open.
"Did you lik-" he stoped himself when he saw us in the living room.
Me and Alex both froze and looked over at him.
"When'd he get here?" Schlatt asked with a cocky attitude.
He had a sly smile on his face as he slowly walked towards him.
My heart dropped, this could go one way or another.
"Just now" I lied making my way next to Alex.
"Ah nice" schlatt dapped him up, Alex stared at him with his eyebrows scrunched while they shook hands.
Schlatt silently walked to the kitchen.
I ran my fingers through my hair to pull it back before taking a sigh of relief.
Alex finished wiping down the table and threw the dirty napkins inside the bottle filled trash bin.
He looked so out of it, his eyebrows scrunched down, making his eyes look darker than usual. He walked towards the couch and started to fix the pillows and put them in their correct placement.
As he did that, I picked up the trash bin and walked to the kitchen with it.
The house was so quiet.
I noticed schlatts tall figure leaning on the counter, he was chewing on something.
I ignored him and placed the trash bin in its place before pulling out the full bag of beer bottles and placing it in the back of the house where we will later take it out.
"you lied to me" schlatt whispered as soon as I entered back into the kitchen. "Hm?" I asked, acting as if i didnt hear him.
Shit.
"I hate liars" schlatts whisper was now raspy as he made his way towards me.
I stood still even though my heart was beating hard and I just wanted to yell at Alex to come.
He pulled out a pocket knife from his Right pocket.
He placed it against the side of my neck.
I gulped but stared right into his eyes, not showing any fear.
He smiled with his teeth and giggled after a while.
"HEY!" Alex's yelled. Schlatt quickly turned around, causing a cut in the side of my neck.
I gasped and placed a hand on my neck, then removed it to see it soaked in blood. They both froze and watched as I stared at my shaky, bloody palm.
"I'm so sorr-" schlatt started to apologize before he was interrupted by Alex punching his jaw.
"Fucking ASSHOLE" Alex yelled throwing more punches at his face.
I stumbled back into the wall to get out of their way.
Soon enough schlatt was on the ground, Alex hovered above him, punching his face several times, a loud grunt after each one.
Schlatts eyes were shut and he had no movement besides faint moans that escaped through his bloody lips.
Alex soon stoped and stepped away from him. He stared at him, his breath loud. His hands were shaking, his knuckles red with blood and irritation.
He looked up at me where we locked eyes.
I stepped over schlatts body and walked to the bathroom, ignoring Alex.
He followed behind though.
I got a clean towel from the bottom of the sink and damped it with warm water, cleaning around the wound before pressing the towel on the wound.
Alex switched the water temp to cold and locked the sink so it would fill up. He placed his hands inside, with a small wince before adjusting to it and letting them relax.
I sat on the toilet and watched Alex stare down at his hands.
He looked up at me before getting close to, he gently took a hold of my hand and removed the towel from my neck to check out the cut.
He held my chin and tilted my head to the side in order to get a better look.
"We need to get some alcohol in that and a bandage" he spoke after a minute of observing the wound. He placed his hands back into the cold water.
I stared into his brown eyes and he stared into mine.
a smile creped on the side of his lips.
I smiled back. "I finally did it" he giggled, shaking his head in disbelief.
Alex has always described to me how he wanted to hurt him, every time I called him because I was scared he'd hurt me. Though i always called him crazy and told him to calm down, i'm glad he did it.
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my cut was all patched up and cleaned and Alexs knuckles had wrap bandages on it. We walked out of the bathroom and saw that Schlatt was not in the kitchen anymore, me and Alex checked all the rooms in the house and he was nowhere to be found.
"he got his pussy ass out of here all by himself" Alex smirked after he locked the front and backdoor. He sat down on the couch followed with a sigh or relief, i sat next to him and hugged his arm. "this is your house, ill help you get his stuff out but he's never stepping foot in here ever again" Alex spoke, looking down at me. i nodded, not knowing how to react to his different tone of voice.
after a minute of comforting, sweet, silence, he spoke "i'm going to go make some REAL pancakes" he laughed before smiling at me, kissing my head, and walking to the kitchen. he wore a white tank top that he had left a while back in my bathroom closet, he looked pretty good in it.
i turned on the tv and watched teenage mutan ninja turtles to comfort myself as Alex cooked in the background.
for the first time in a long time, this felt like home.
