Chapter 10

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Alice tossed me her  leatherbound sketchbook from across the living room floor. We were sitting there trying to figure out how to put her huge desk together. She told me that she got it so she would have more room to do her art, I didn't know that she was an artist. 

I flipped through the pages in her book carefully. Just by the pictures she had filled it with I could tell how much her mind was overflowing with creativity. She had a lot of pencil and charcoal sketches of various things. A lot of them were people I noticed. She was absolutely amazing, I was very impressed. 

"You're amazing" I uttered, and looked up to see that she was about to fall under the weight of the piece that would be the top of her new desk. 

I got up to help her with the piece of wood so that she didn't fall. She went on being modest and telling me that she wasn't that good like I knew she was going to do. She also told me that she wanted to save up and go to art school which made me really happy. I knew first hand that having an outlet to put your passion into was a great step in getting your life together. Not that Alice's life wasn't together, but she was obviously struggling. 

After about an hour we had finished putting the desk together, it looked great. While we were working I was thinking about how nice it was that we had spent so much time together recently. I felt like I had known Alice for quite a while but it had really only been about 3 days. I felt like I was getting a break from the business that I usually faced. I was working on the beginning stages of a new concept album with the guys that was going to  be based on a fairy tale. I was stressing about a lot of things before I had met her, and to be honest I was kind fo taking a break from life for a while. It felt nice to care about someone again. After ending the relationship with my ex I wasn't really looking to be close to anyone for a while but what I felt with Alice was something completely different. 

After the desk was built I helped her move her couches around and we sat down on them side by side. It was getting late, we had been at this pretty much all day. Alice was deep in thought for a few minutes. I noticed that she would do it all the time and she never had any idea that I was watching her. I wondered if she ever thought about me, something inside of me hoped that she did. 

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her.

"Lots of stuff!" she giggled back at me. 

"You're such a closedbook sometimes" I said, "I've been trying really hard to figure you out" I smiled at her. 

"Oh yeah? And what have you figured out about me? Anything good?" she asked. 

Everything about her was good. 

"Well, I think that you're a really awesome and interesting person. Every day I feel like I learn something new about you, you're not just a one layered type of girl You have a lot going on in your head and I think that its a good thing. Sometimes I think that your thoughts can get pretty dark and they make you question who you are. I see it in your face when you sit there and think to yourself. I know how that feels, I really do. Your own head can be a dangerous place. I know that something happened to you and you think about it all the time. I wish you would tell me what it was, but I understand you wanting to keep it to yourself. I think about you a lot Alice. You don't have to keep everything to yourself anymore" i said. 

I wasn't expecting her to respond in this way at all. After watching her contemplate what she was about to do for a moment, the girl that had been on my mind for the past few days did what I had wanted her to do all along. 

"My parents and my sister were killed about 4 months ago and its all my fault" she said.

It immediately threw me off gaurd but then everything made sense. She had lost her entire family, of course she was going to be struggling and doing everything that she had been doing these past few days. Her worldmust have been shattered and I felt my heart breaking for her. 

 "I was in a bad place in my life and I was getting myself too wrapped up in bad things and people. I knew a man named Seth, Seth Overfield. He was good for anything I needed, weed, smack, whatever"

Cocaine?! Alice was doing cocaine? Weed was whatever but that was some serious stuff, she really didn't mess around. My heart was hurting to think that she used to be involved in that kind of thing. I mean I once was, but I would never have wanted anyone as amazing as her to be surrounded by the kinds of things that come with hard drugs. 

"One night he tried to attack me but I got away. He was so angry, I didn't owe him anything but he wanted me. When I got away he was so furious he went to my house."

I felt sick to my stomach. This sweet, beautiful, amazing girl had gotten herself into such deep trouble. I thought about this "Seth" guy and I wanted to hunt him down. How could he try and take advantage of her?

"I wasn't there, but the rest of my family was asleep. He broke in and killed them. I never thought he would ever do anything like that but I should have known I guess. My whole family is dead and now he's looking for me."

Alice. Alice is being hunted by someone who wants to kill her. My world was being pulled in every direction, I didn't even know how to comprehend the information that was being thrown at me. Before I could think any more she began speaking again. I was suprised at the strength in her voice, I was so used to seeing her cry. 

I looked up to see her entire body trembling. I wanted to immediately take her in my arms but I let her  finish.

"My name isn't really Alice, its Allison. I was placed under witness protection after I got a letter from Seth telling me he would find me. They made me change my name and dye my hair. I'm not actually supposed to tell anyone this." she finshed and looked up at me. 

I couldn't help but feel the tears in my eyes well up. I hadn't cried in so long but the feeling that she was in serious danger put me over the edge. I held Allison in my arms so toghtly, not wanting to ever let her out of my sight again. 

"Allison is the most beautiful name I've ever heard" I said to her. 

I liked it a lot, it was so weird to think that she had to respond to the name Alice when that wasn't her real name. I felt like I really knew her now and it was an amazing feeling. 

"I'm never going to let him find you Allison, you never have to be afraid, I won't let him touch you I promise" I said to her. 

The thought of this man coming anywhere near her again made me so furious that I couldn't think about it. Allison pulled away from me slightly and looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes. There was such serenity in her face at that moment, like the weight of the world had been lifted. I put my hand on the side of her porcelain face and felt the warmth of her skin. Then she leaned forward and kissed me, her lips softly pressing against mine.

Her lips were so soft and sweet that I couldn't control myself, I kissed her with so much intensity and thought to myself that as long as I could have her I would be happy. I could feel her smiling as she kissed me back and I felt tears spill out over her eyes. 

"Am I really that bad?" I joked as I pulled away and rested my forehead on hers. 

"No!" she choked, " I'm just so overwhelmed, its such a weird thing for me for someone to care this much. I feel like I've been so bottled up about everything that I was going to explode. And now that you know I can finally breath" she said and then caught her breath. 

She was crying tears of happiness. I brushed them from her face and then grazed my lips from her ear to her lips making her shiver. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into my apartment, into my bedroom. We kissed for a while longer, and then got under the covers and I held her tight. She fell asleep pretty quickly. I could feel the sweetness of her breath on my neck as she slept so beautifully, curled into me. I swept all of the hair out of her face, the hair that was always falling in her eyes, blocking her beauty from the world. She looked so at peace. I traced her plump soft pink lips with the tip of my finger and wondered what I ever did to deserve someone as amazing as her to move into the apartment across the hall from me. 

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