Fallen too Fast

Chapter 12

Tw: self harm

Luke's POV

Reggie goes and talks to Alex and it looks like the end out on good terms and the head to class together. I was about to go to my own class when Bobby comes up to me. I roll my eyes, wanting nothing to do with him. Not now or ever again.

"Luke please hear me out." He says. I ignore him and continue to walk down the hall to my class. "Luke come on." He says following me.

"I don't want to talk to you." I say as I continue walking, not looking back at him.

"Look I'm sorry oaky." Bobby says. "I've been a sh*tty person lately."

"Yeah, you have." I say walking into the classroom. I sit down and Bobby sits next to me.

"I still want to be your friend though." Bobby says.

"Well that sucks because I don't want to be your friend." I say.

Bobby doesn't say anything and I thought the conversation was over, but then he leans in close to me and in a grim voice whispers in my ear, "you're gonna regret this."

"The only thing I regret is being your friend in the first place." I say.

Alex's POV

Me and Reggie walk to class and I still can't stop thinking about last night. I can't get the imagine of my mom ripping him out of my hands and his dad dragging him away as I stood there and did nothing.

I did nothing. And he got hurt because I stood there and I did nothing. I know he says he needs me but he doesn't. He needs someone better than me. Be deserves someone so much better than me. He can call me the best all he wants but that's just simply not true.

His whole life has sucked, and no matter how much I try and help him it won't ever be enough. If I was really making a difference he wouldn't always get hurt. I can't help him. What use am I to him if I can't help him?

I stop outside the classroom door and he looks at me with slight concern.

"I think I'm just gonna go to the bathroom before class." I say.

He nods and I walk away and into an empty bathroom. I sigh and run my finger through my hair. I turn and look at myself in the mirror looking at my face. The face that watched and did nothing as his best friend got dragged away.

Why didn't I try and help him? I'm the worst friend ever. In rage at myself, and no one but myself, I punch the wall as hard as I can. I feel pain in my knuckles and they turn a little red but I keep punching the wall, angry at myself. Angry at myself for not being enough for the one person in my life who needs me to be enough.

I lean against the wall and slide down to the floor. My knuckles are now a purple bruised color and crimson blood soaks them.

I know I eventually have to get back to class or Reggie will start to worry, but I start to think that maybe he'll be better off without me.

I grab my book bag and head out of the bathroom but I don't go to class. Instead I walk out of the school and just start walking. I'm not really sure where I was going but I just let my feet carry me away from the school.

I find myself walking along the park. It's quite here this time of day since most kids are at school and adults are at work. But there are a few people here. A lady playing with her golden retriever and and I passed an old couple sitting on a bench.

My knuckles felt very raw after punching the wall but I don't really care. I keep walking and I see Willie in the distance. He looks over towards me and skates over.

"Hey man, What'ca doing here?" He asked taking off his helmet. "Don't you have school."

"Yeah, yeah it's just I uh..." I say. "I guess I'm skipping."

Willie chuckles. "You're the last person I'd expect to skip school." He looks down and see my hand. "Ouch, what happened?" He asks taking my hand and looking at my bruised and bloody knuckles.

"Oh I um, I got in a fight." I say. "With the wall."

"Did you win?" Willie asks.

"Nah." I shake my head. "But I'm okay." I take my hand back and let it rest at my side.

"You should get that cleaned up" Willie says. "We can head on to my house, it's not far from here. I can help you."

"Oh no, it's okay you really don't have to." I say.

"I insist." He says. "Come on. I'm not taking no for an answer."

I sigh and follow him to his house that I had just left earlier this morning. He leads me into the bathroom and open up the cabinet and got out some medical supplies. He cleans the blood off my hand and I look around the bathroom trying not to be awkward and stare at him while he fixes me up.

He sprays some anti infection spray which stings a tiny bit and he wraps my knuckles with gauze. "There you go. All fixed up." Willie says. Our fingers tips brush against each other as he lets go of my hand and now my hand feels out of place at me side where it use to feel comfortable. It feels like it should still be there in his hand.

Our eyes lock and I find myself gazing at his long dark flowey hair and his chocolate brown eyes. The way his lips curved into a slight smile

I can't do this I can't fall in love not again and not this fast. I just met him.

I look away and he clears his throat. "So uh, does my brave patient want a lollipop?" He says which makes me chuckle.

"Okay but seriously, what happened." Willie asks, his tone shifting from light hearted joking to concern.

"Really nothing. I punched the wall." I say. "It was stupid, I know but I was just so....mad."

"At who?" Willie asks.

"Myself." I sigh. "I should go, I don't want to bother you anymore." I start to head for the door.

"Alex wait." Willie says.

I turn around and immediately I feel his lips on mine. I'm shocked. I feel a wave of emotions shot through me like a tidal wave. All at once I felt joy, love, confusion, scared, and bewildered. My stomachs was in knots at my heart was exhilarating. And without my brain even thinking about it, my lips kiss him back.

I've fallen for him, and there's no getting back up. Let's just hope I didn't fall to fast this time.

Reggie's POV

Alex still hadn't come back from the bathroom and I'm getting very worried. I anxiously watched the class room door waiting for him to walk through as the teacher taught not paying attention to a word he was saying.

What if Bobby started giving him problems on the way to the bathroom, what if something happened to him. I anxiously curl my toes up inside my shoes and pick and my fingers.

I get out my journal and a pen and open to blank page and I make scribbles on the paper. I keep glancing from the door to the clock. As soon as this class is over I'm gonna go look for him.

Maybe he's fine. Maybe he's skipping. But it's Alex, he never skips because he knows his parents would kill him if he did. But...they kicked him out so does that really matter anymore? Would Alex skip?

He said he'd be back didn't he?. Something must have happened to him right?