Alexa Weinstein and The Blood Unravel

Chapter 11

Alexa

A week has passed and Alexa still couldn’t go to meet Carole due to all the chores and her free time teaching Michael. She deeply enjoyed this time. He’s not that bad, she thought.

“C’mon, it’s not that hard. One hand on my hip,” she kept on encouraging him and taught him every easy step she knew.

After arguing for about an hour they planned that they’d probably dance a couple dance in front of Sofia on Mother’s Day.

“Ready?” She asked and finally he caught up all the routine.

“Thank you,” he said, smiling gratefully.

“Oh, don’t mention it. Anything for you. I mean your mother.”

He burst out laughing, a deep rumble that she couldn’t stop herself smiling.

****

Before Mother’s Day she got busy making the cake.

Chris and the others had also planned to come to which Michael kept on grumbling saying that they’d probably make fun of him after the dance. Michael has gone out with Sofia to meet their father; she didn’t know that she was baking her a cake.

Alexa still didn’t understand this ‘meeting with father’ business, Sofia told her that he was in a business trip and could meet with them for a few hours in the hotel they were staying for the night. Sofia wanted her to come too but Michael finally came up with a dumb excuse.

At last the Mother’s Day arrived.

They surprised Sofia and Michael brought the cake Alexa baked. “Happy Mother’s Day, mommy,” he said, hugging her.

The day passed with happy occasion and chattering. It was fun with the boys. They treated her like a sister except for Chris who was younger than the gang and kept on flirting with her just to piss Michael off.

With Sofia telling her about Michael’s childhood days and all the embarrassing stuff, Michael looked like he was wishing Zeus to blast him off. At last he walked away and came back with the CD player.

“And mom, this is for you, ” said Michael and after switching on the song, he held out his hand for her.

They danced and they twirled. She was having doubts about him mixing the steps but she was glad that he was much more graceful than her and when they ended, Sofia was already on her foot, cheering and whistling.

“You danced better than me. I knew the only way for that was to make a young girl teach you,” she said causing Michael to blush, which made all the guys give their own comments at once.

She pinched his cheek and hugged Alexa. “Best Mother’s Day ever!”

“Aunty, you better plan the wedding,” said Rick, chuckling with the others.

“Oh, just shut up!” Michael snapped.

Then according to the plan, they grabbed hold of Sofia and danced till dusk.

****

“No, no,” he said and told her to move aside.

The bike riding isn’t going as well as they planned. Frankly, for Alexa it was much easier to teach him dancing than learning this. But she was much more patient with him than him with her.

He straddled the bike, demonstrating each and every gadget there was.

It was a beautiful vehicle, just like the person who drove it. The black metal was polished until it shined.

“Now come on,” he said.

“Wait, what?” He pulled her towards him and lifted her as if she weighted nothing, placing her in front of him. She couldn’t concentrate at all. He placed his hands on top of hers and drove.

After three days of practicing with him behind her and staring at him out of the corner of her eye, and him scolding her to concentrated, she got the hang of it.

“Okay, now, drive alone,” he said and she nodded.

She only drove a few meters when she lost her grip she fell.

Michael

“Shit!” He cursed and ran towards her.

He could have stop her from falling if he was near or if he revealed his true form, but that wasn’t the time for it. He ran towards her and felt his blood turning to ice when he saw her bleeding. There was blood on her head as well when she banged herself but she claimed that that wasn’t hurting too much.

“I am so sorry,” he said.

She shook her head, “I am alright. And it’s not your fault. I wanted to ride and I guess I did well,” she smiled. “Actually, I am sorry. Your bikes a little dented.”

Is she kidding me? There she was bleeding and she was worried about my bike, he thought in wonder.

Normally he would never let a girl even touch his bike but she could just look at him with those honey - brown eyes and even make him kill himself, to which he knew he’d gladly comply.

Despite her protests that she could walk, he carried her bridal style towards the house.

As soon as his mother saw her, she started blaming him.

“No, please don’t blame him, it’s my fault,” said Alexa. He then headed to repair his loving bike.

The next day, no matter how much he tried to change her mind, she made him agree to let her ride his bike. She got onto the bike and exhaled.

“You don’t have to do this.”

She smiled and squeezed his hand. “But I want to.”

He nodded.

And then she did it. Firstly, she was a little unsteady. But then eventually she drove it and screamed with happiness. She rounded the corner and came back to him. He nodded his approval.

“I did it, I did it, ” she said, killing the engine and jumped up and down. He smiled at her enthusiasm.

“You did well. Better than I expected.” He was about to put back the bike when she kissed him on the cheek.

“Thank you,” she whispered and ran towards the house.

How am I supposed to forget her when she does stuff like that, he asked himself, there’s no going back now, babe, you asked for it.

Then with a secret smile on his face he headed towards the garage. It was time to make his move.