Chapter 8

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Wasting his time? What is he even going to do? Lead other girls on or maybe cheat on Kate. He leads me into my bedroom door. I still don’t get how he had the hots for me then the next it feels like he hates me. I know I have to tell him something it’s getting me annoyed. He opens the door and practically pushes me in. “Hey! Watch it!” I turn to yell at him and pull down my dress. He smirks. “Go change. “He grabs my hand. At first I was happy he touched my skin, but his grip was getting harder and harder. What the hell is wrong with him? “Let go of me you asshole.” I try pulling away from his grip. He is acting so strange and it’s scaring me.

His phone starts ringing and he finally let’s go of me. Relief washed over me, but I missed his touch even if it might have caused a bruise or not. He leaves through my door and shuts it loud. I took a deep breathe. My heart is racing, but the way his veins popped when he touched me turned me on. I walked over to my bed and sat on the edge of my bed with my head down. I heard the living room door slam shut. I wanted to cry.

 I laid down on my bed with my legs spread apart. I tried sleeping but all I could think about is this man. This man who is strange and difficult to even be with. I’m bored, really bored. I look over to my desk across the room and saw my journal. A smile spread on my face. I get up and rush over to my desk and pick up the journal with a random pencil I found on the ground. I went back to my bed and laid down on my stomach, but still in a position I can write with.

I was lost. Lost, lost on your undiscovered eyes. I long for that smile of his. Those beautiful colored eyes. Your lips looked as if they were meant to connect with mine. Your easily noticed by many pretty girls. Each glance you give them breaks my heart bit by bit. There’s not enough words to say how much I want to be with you, but there is a word to say how much I dislike the way I am feeling about you.

I close my journal and put it under my bed. I walk over to the closet to change out of this stupid dress and replace it with boy shorts and a tank top. I turn off the lamp and lay down on my bed. I feel so alone. I can’t wait for school to come in a few days I just don’t want to be in the same house for someone I might be falling for. My eyelids start to get heavier and heavier.

The next morning I wake up with a huge, massive headache. I look over to my clock and its noon. My eyes go wide and try getting ready with ignoring the pain in my head. The house seemed very quiet. Too quiet. I take a glance at the “guest” room and see it empty. Completely empty. I go in it and they bed is maid perfectly and it’s clean. All the breathe I had in go out and I sighed loud. I tear rolls down my cheek and I bite my lip to try not to cry very much. I go downstairs to see my mom getting ready for work, “Oh hi sweetie, you woke up really late. “She rubs her thumb on my cheek and I smile at her. “Where’s dad and umm… David?”

“They are both working at the office and also David moved out to stay at a hotel, just in case you were wondering.” Of course he told me he was going to stay at a hotel for the mean time. Both David and Kate can be doing anything, anything right now in that hotel, alone. “Well I have to go I will see you at night I’m working late today.” My mom said really excited. “Do you know wher-.”She gives me a kiss on the cheeks and rushes to the door. I’m alone. I don’t know if I’m either happy or sad. Now I would never know where he is. Will I ever see him again? My heart breaks little by little.

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My alarm goes off at six in the morning. Time for school yay. I stare out the window and have a blank face. It’s been very lonely without David. My parents would be busy and James and I haven’t spoken since we had gone to the club.  I had to drag myself out of bed and go into the bathroom. I strip my clothes off and enter the shower. The warm water soothe my skin and made me want to sleep more. After five minutes more in the shower I feel more awake than I did when I woke up.

I lay out my uniform. Black socks, white blouse with a black tie and black skirt. Our school allows you to wear any combination, but it has to be school colors. Black, white, and teal. I go in the bathroom and start brushing my teeth. I walk around my room looking for my phone still having the toothbrush in my mouth.

Once I was done getting ready I had thirty minutes to spare which I spent putting makeup on, but not very much just eyeliner, mascara, and lip gloss. I grab my journal and write a few lines:

Today is the day. The day we come back. Feels like it’s been forever. I was sitting, waiting for your face to come along. When will it be when you stay here? He said “never”.

I close my journal and stuff it under my bed. I was bored out of my mind. That’s why I hate waking up so early. I sat on the counter dangling my feet. Back and forth I see them go. I sigh deeply. I heard the doorbell ring. My head shot up and almost slipped on the tile floor with my socks. I open the door to see James with a grin. I hug him and squeeze him. “Are you trying to kill me?” I see his smile appear with his white teeth. I chuckle and let go of him. “Why haven’t you spoken to me? I missed you.” I said and pulled him into the house. “Well,” he said and looked at me. “Remember when we went to the club?” I nod. “I hooked up with Isabell. Damn I wish I can tell you everything, but you wouldn’t know little miss VIRGIN!” he said and poked my nose. I slap his hand away from me.

 Never crossed my mind that James and Isabell will. “Hey I’m only sixteen, I shouldn’t be having sex!” He walks over to the couch and sits. I follow him. “Your almost seventeen and anyways I lost mine at fifteen no biggie.” I roll my eyes. “Sooo!” I get closer to him. My knees were on his lap. “Are you and Isabell a thing now?” I smile.

 “Shut up Alexa your talking nonsense we just hooked up it’s not like we are going to get married or some shit like that.” He stands up and walks away. “James, where are you going?” I stand up and face right in front of him. He points his index finger up. “Bathroom.” Of course. He walks away towards the stairs he goes. “Wait,” He turns to look at me. “Did you bring your car?” He nods and walks upstairs until I can’t see him. I put on my shoes and grab my bags. I wait for James in the hallway

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