The Beanie

Chapter 23

"I hate you..."

"The feeling is mutual..."

Playing over and over like a broken record... It's been a few hours since those words were spoken but it's never left my head for a moment.

I can't believe I almost admitted to liking that bastard!! Good thing I didn't, because who knew he could change his heart so easily!

His stereo was still hooked up and there were bottles scattered everywhere as well. I forced myself off the couch that I've now officially claimed as mine until I can leave again. After a minute or two I finally picked a song to put on, Painkiller by Three Days Grace. I honestly hate his guts more then anything right now so I let it play loud and clear, let the whole world hear it!

I spotted a couple of full bottles on the cabinet, shrugging I just couldn't see the point on not drinking a few. Seriously, wouldn't want to waste them...

As I chugged down a bottle already, I allowed the tingling sensation take over my body as my throat burned, but in a way I didn't mind and letting the roaring music drown everything out.

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Waltzing down the hall way, ya know skipping and waving my hands around. That's waltzing, right? Of coURse it iS. I started snickering at these random, but fabulous ideas in my mind until I reach a door.

OMG! Imagine if this was Narnia! Like seriously, just think about it, we could meet the beavers!

I started to squeal at the excitement and opened the door dramatically. "FOR NARNIA!" I yelled as I stumbled into the unknown room. Geesh that was a letdown...

It's full off drawings, painting, sketches, pencils, paints and all sorts of artsy thingos. It was so full and boring! A single desk in the furtherest corner and a few shelf things, but like the rest of the room they were covered by papers (of drawings and paintings).

I was about to turn around and investigate other rooms when something shiny glistened in the corner of my eye. The light was beaming onto something... I shuffled along the floor until reaching the desk and moved a few papers to reveal photos. 3 photos to be exact...

3 photos of ME...

My soberness kicked in slightly but I was still quite 'tipsy'... Why would he have photos of me..? My eyes slightly widened when I noticed the papers I moved, they had drawing replicas of the pictures. Psh yeah, that's not creepy at all!

The first picture was when I was caught in my towel, but what I noticed though about the drawing was that instead of drawing my body (as any stupid and perv would gawk at or something) only my head to my shoulders were drawn.

The second was me, asleep?! I was asleep on the couch, honestly I think I looked quite peaceful, but still that's creepy! It was a small painting done with water colours.

The last one was something I really don't understand or know how it was taken... It was Alex and I slow dancing from the night Ash went on a date, leaving Alex to 'look after' me. How he got that is beyond me! As much as I hate to admit this, the drawing was gorgeous and made me feel, happy? It was just a normal drawing of the picture but instead of the background being normal, it kind of had small designs around us which were half faded.

I just stood there balancing myself staring at them. Then a funny expression appeared across my face.

Giggling and skipping across the hall to the only door that I knew lead to I started making a tune out of my knocking. I heard an irritated groan come from the room along with footsteps. I tried my best to keep a straight face and to keep my balance while Alex just stood there staring at me impatiently.

"God dammit, look I've put up with your insanely loud music for hours and haven't bothered you once. What the hell do you want?!" I couldn't help it, my face twitched into a dreamy smile and giggles began to erupt from me. "Geeeeeezzzz Lexipoo you're so grouchy" I cooed.

I could detect the confusion and annoyance when his face twisted around. "What?" I let out a dramatic sigh.

"You're such a grouchhy bum!" I yelled so he could hear me this time. Gosh I didn't think he was deaf.

Before he could let a single word escape his mouth, I squealed. "I LOVE this song!" I began to jump around and sway to the sound of the music. I was smiling so wide showing my pearly white teeth off. I then turned and grabbed Alex's hands trying to make him dance. "Loosen up Lexipoo! Daance with meeee!" By now I was whining like a child. He didn't do anything though, just stared at me. Then the song changed again, into more of a slow song.

I guess my foot decided to step without me giving permission because I ended up falling into Alex, knocking us both over. I just started laughing hysterically even though I landed on top of him and he probably got hurt.

No longer being able to have a say in my actions what so ever, I sit up so I'm straddling him. Instantly Alex's body stiffened, guess this was just another one of his famous freeze moments ha! Once again giggling slightly I leant down and began kissing up his neck. Little lingering kisses and allowing my eyelashes to tickle his skin while I do so. "Rav-" I silenced him by pressing my lips onto his. At first he didn't move but then melted into the kiss.

Soon it became an intense make out session, but something inside of me wanted more. I let my hands wander to the hem of his shirt tugging on the end. Instantly he reacted by pulling apart for a split second to pull it off over his head and throw it carelessly across the room. Our lips soon reuniting again but something was off.

Alex tried to keep the kiss as it once was; a passionate yet sweet kiss. Whereas I was kissing him fast, almost hungrily. I pressed my hands firm against his bare chest starting to put pressure in attempt he'd lay down but apparently that wasn't a good move... Alex flinched at the sudden gesture, pushing my hands off him and breaking the kiss.

I tried to reconnect our lips but he dodged it by pushing back my hands again. I stared into his eyes suddenly noticing they wash over with complete guilt and shame...

Jutting out my bottom lip into a pout whinnying. "Alexxx why'd you stooppp..." He kept his grip on my wrists as I still was sitting on him. "This is wrong..." Whispering more to himself, as he continued his voice rose in volume until it reached normal again. "I can't. You're drunk! This is wrong..." A part of me actually found it sweet that he didn't go through with it but the rest of me, the drunk me, didn't. "If it's wrong then why did you kiss back? Obviously you don't want it to stop" Even I could detect the slurring in my voice BUT I had a point.

"Because I'm stupid... I'm a total fuck up..! You're not going to remember this tomorrow anyway, and because of that I'm going to answer you which hopefully won't be taken wrong. Yeah, you're right, I don't want it to stop but I'm not someone who takes advantage of people Raven. If you were sober, I don't think I could either because you deserve someone better" in the right headspace or not, my jaw dropped! My mouth started opening and closing like a goldfish, I was shocked. Even in my state.

Eventually a single giggle came from me and I started the goofy smile again. "You hate me though, remember?" I purred in front of his face. "You hate me as well" Alex shot back. I just sleepily shook my head, "Well then I guess I hate you with a passion Alex Jordann Sykes". Simply enough he shook his head back, but with a smirk. "Then I guess I hate you with a passion as well, Raven Melody Oaks..."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whale then... That took an unexpected turn, or shall I say FALL X3

Just gonna casually give up on all the 'comment, vote, share' bullshit because it's not gonna happen ever sooo yeah just mysteriously read my pathetic story... x3x

~Hanna