When Opposites Attract (EDITING)

Chapter 4

 Chapter 4

(BETHANY'S POV)

"What was that all about." I jumped a little. I punched him in the chest. "Don't fucking do that you asshole?!?!" I yelled still regaining myself. "Did I scare you?" I nodded, and he laughed. 

"I was wondering what we were going to do at your house." He winked at me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. When I realized what he means I pushed him over. He just only stumbled back. "You sick dirty minded person!" I laughed. He smiled back at me with his one dimple showing. Aw, how cute! He has a dimple. 

Bethany snap out of it, you can't be falling for him!

Oh please, it was just a dimple.

Yeah that's true.

I shut off my train of thought when I realized that we were already outside. "Wait, why are we outside? What are we doing outside?" He looked at me like I'm crazy. "What do you think? Were going to go study at your house. Or if you want me to put it in the bad boy way, were skipping school." He smirked. My jaw dropped, I've never skipped school before. Let alone I have never not showed up to a class before. I've been late to some classes but that wasn't too harmful and I only was late like 3 times.

I guess I was standing there a long time because he started pulling me to his car. I mean motorcycle. "No, no, no, no, no, no." I started pulling myself back. "I am not riding that contraption. I am terrified of motorcycles. We'll just take my car." I looked at the motorcycle in fear. I guess you could call me a little bit paranoid.

I mean what if he leans too close to a side and we fall off. And what if we skid and get severely hurt? What if we crash into someone. What if I swallowed a fly. What if he wasn't looking and a semi just crashes into us? There are so many deaths that could happen on a motorcycle.

"Contraption?" He held a hand on him chest and looked offended. "My Delilah is not a contraption, she's my baby. I love her more than I love my little sister." My eyes began to grow soft at the word 'sister'. My vision began to grow blurry and I started to remember those horrible memories.

"Alexis?" I called out. "Alexis! Mom wants you for dinner." I ran up the stairs to go find my lazy of a butt sister. I opened the door and saw Ella pacing back and forth panicking. She looked over at me with great fear in her eyes. I tilted my head to the side. "Where's Alexis? And what's wrong Ella?" She stomped over to me looking back at the bathroom multiple times.

"Just go downstairs, tell mommy that we'll be there in a second okay?" She started to push me out of the room, and closed the door shut. I raised my eyebrow. I began to crow curious.

I was just a little 11 year old girl. I didn't know what I would find if I opened that door. I tried to open the door to satisfy my curiosity. I turned the knob and found out that it was locked. I leaned my head softly on the door trying to hear on her conversation.

"Alexis! I swear to god don't you dare die on me! You can't do this." I heard Ella yell.

"I don't know if I can live on this planet anymore, Ella. I just can't take it anyone, the harassment, people judging me, it's just that I don't want to live my life in fear that people will hate me if I don't wear the right clothes." Alexis's voice was quiet and scratching. It sounded like she had been crying.

I panicked thinking something bad was going to happen so I got a bobby pin out of my hair and picked the lock. The door knob opened slightly but I didn't want to go in just yet. I wanted to find out more answers. I heard Ella sobbing. "Alexis, everyone loves you and nobody is judging you. Fuck everybody who thinks your not good enough. you have so much more to live." Her sobs began louder.