Mind the Code: The Problem with Revenge

The Princess and the Player

My mom was home, and she offered to bring home DJ. She asked what was wrong. I told her I was fine.

"I know you're lying, but I gotta pick up your brother real quick, so I'll be back." She told me.

I tried avoiding her, staying in bed and attempting to fall asleep, but I broke into tears instead, feeling more weak than ever. I don't know what happened. I don't know how to describe what happened. I know my eyes betrayed me in front of them, and I looked like I loved him. Because I did.

I loved Mark. He was my best friend beside Emily.

My mom put DJ to bed, and came in my room afterwards, sitting on my bed and holding me tightly. "Oh, my baby." She sighed softly, and I held onto her, continuing to cry. "I'm sorry."

"I'm so stupid." I cried.

"No, no, honey, you're not."

"I loved him, mom."

"I know." She told me, "I know."

I had my eyes shut tight, and was confused when hearing her say something to someone else in surprise. Then she whispered to me, "You have someone here to see you." She softly told me, cleaning off my tears and giving me a kiss on the head, then getting up to leave.

I was confused, but soon felt as her seat was replaced, and looked up to see Alex. I flushed in the dark and turned around in embarrassment. "Oh god," I sighed, "Why are you seeing me like this."

Normally, he knew I wouldn't care, but I hated looking weak in front of other people. He slipped off his shoes and got under the covers beside me. "I'm sorry." I said in a quiet sob, but he brought me close and shook his head.

"No, don't cry." His voice said, sounding more kind this time. Caring, and all irritation was gone. "Don't be sorry, Ava." He said, resting my head on his shoulder, softly brushing my hair. "I didn't mean to snap." He told me.

I continued to cry, welcoming his embrace and familiar scent. It was different from Mark. I missed Mark.

"I hate that he still does this to me." I cried. "I hate that it still hurts."

"I hate him for that." He told me, his low voice bringing me to earth once more. I hugged him back. "You don't deserve to be crying. You did nothing wrong."

"Do you think he liked any of them?"

"No." He immediately answered, looking down at me and continued to lightly brush my hair. "I think he only likes you."

I felt better at that, but felt like I shouldn't. "Remember," Alex said while I felt the tingling soothingness at his gentle hands. "We can end it whenever you want." He brought my face up to look at him, but all I could see what the small glow of his eyes in the dark. "Just tell me."

"I told you to stop saying that." Then I dropped my head back on his shoulder and closed my eyes. "Thank you, Alex." And tears were soaking his tshirt.

His hands were putting me to sleep. "I'm here, Princess."

...

He eventually had to leave, and I was mostly asleep when he did, but didn't mind. I woke up smelling like him.

"How are you doing?" My mom asked me when I got down stairs. I had just woken up, and Alex called saying he was gonna take me to school.

"Fine."

"Alex stayed for a while." She simply said, and DJ perked.

"Alex was here??"

"He likes Alex?" My mother asked me.