All He Ever Lusted (Completed) [BEING REWRITTEN]

Chapter Twenty Nine - Unspoken Feelings

{All He Ever Lusted}

Chapter Twenty Nine - Unspoken Feelings

➳ STACEY'S POV

I was in a hurry to get back to my room, I scurried down the hallway sneakily, making sure none of the hall monitors heard me. I had broken curfew and they wouldn't let anyone go without a detention slip.

I couldn't help it though, my French teacher decided that I had to write a thousand word essay in French as a punishment that I hadn’t listened to him in class. I’m sorry that suck at concentrating but it wasn’t exactly a perk having Whitney Ferro as your seating buddy. She would never get in trouble though, since everyone knew she was the teacher’s very favourite. 

And just when I thought my day would be over and I would manage to get some peace, the devil has to pull on my tail just one last time,because once I glance up, there he was. Alistar Van Pelt, in a SnapBack, and usual leather jacket and skinny jeans. How the hell does he look so hot? 

He doesn't notice I'm there though, since he's scrolling through his phone. I literally just stand there in a still position, somehow hoping that he'd just miss me. Of course, I was stupid enough to think that just because I didn't move meant that he wouldn't see me. 

He catches me two seconds afterwards, with quite an amused expression on his face. Although his facial expression was playful, I could easily spot the bittersweet tint in his eyes, and without a doubt, was more slanted towards bitter than sweet.

I didn't want to start a conversation with him after what I had done and said to him in his dorm the other night. It was highly inappropriate and a rash idea.

"Stacey." That was all he said, just said my name in that low, musky voice of his, and that was enough to make my heart fly out of my chest. Lately, that's been happening a lot.

"Alistar," I say, although not as calm as he was.

His playful expression slowly shifts to a concerned one, in which I get confused. Did I look like I was injured or anything?

“Are you okay?' his eyes are penetrating me from head to toe, "You know, uh, weeks ago from English class. I never got the chance to ask you.”

Ah, so now he decides to pretend to care about me? “Better, not good, but better."

"You can talk to me about it anything anytime, you know that right, Stacey? I’d be there for you,” he looks at me, never breaking the gaze between us. 

“Can I?" I raise an eyebrow at him, then asked him again in the most sarcastic tone ever, “Can I really?”

“Of course you can.”

I actually sneered at that. Lies, all he was filled up with was lies. "Would you even care?"

“Stacey, of course I care about you. Why would you even question that?”

Lies, piling up on top of each other. Sweet talk, simply trying to gain my forgiveness. Guard up Stacey, keep it straight up for your own good.

“Why I could question that?” I ask with such disbelief in my tone, it was Alistar's turn to raise his eyebrows, “Because don’t you know how many times you’ve hurt me? Don’t you know that I have feelings too, Alistar? You have no fucking idea how many times I have tried to wash you out of my life but you just keep coming back with your bullshit. But guess what? You’ve really done it this time. I’m done with you. I’m going to leave you alone from now on, and I won’t ever talk to you again unless I’ve been sent to kill you. I promise.”  

And then I paced away, as if the conversation had never happened in the first place. I had enough of his good looks and no good lies. I had to go back to my old habits, just like Damon had warned me before. He was a bomb planted into my life, and it was just a matter of time before he would destroy everything and everyone close to me. It was just a matter of time before he would destroy me. But honestly? I’m sure he had already done so. 

But it didn’t matter how much it hurt, it didn’t matter how much it would eradicate me anymore.

Because I knew very well that I would never stop suffering until Alistar Van Pelt was out of my life.

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| Alistar's POV |

Was it supposed to hurt so much? Was my heart supposed to hurt so much even from something as small as words? How could just that hint of disappointment in her voice devastate me so much? Was it supposed to crush my heart like it just did?

I knew what I did was awful, but it was for her. It was all for her. 

How could I fix it? I'm not brave enough, and even if I was, I couldn't just directly go up to her and tell her everything. I would if I could, but I can’t risk losing her forever. She was still human, she still had the chances of disappearing from the world. I just had to wait a little longer before nature would take its course.

I understand I might be hurting her right now, but I hope she'll finally see how much I love her. 

She’s the only reason I still don’t mind breathing in this fucking place called Earth. 

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A/N: before y’all start getting confused, you’re not supposed to know who Whitney was talking to in the room just yet! It’s not Alistar, obviously and you may or may not be surprised when you find out who it is! ;) 

Stay tuned for the next few chapters, final chapter is coming up soon!