Addictions are the worst because once you get addicted there is no stopping and all of us get addicted be it to a song or a band or to a certain type of food. Once we're addicted there's no turning back. So I, Liana Jones, age 25 and am a addict. On...
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"My addiction?" He whispered twice and boy did I nod like a bad man. He moved closer. I moved closer. Our lips inches from touching. Suddenly a siren went off, making me heart accelerate much faster than normal. People screamed and rushed to get out. This place wasn't legal. Out of all the days the police came now? I bet someone prank called the police drunk again. Dozens of vulgarities inserting my brain willing to fall off the tip of my tongue.
His drunk laughter echoed within the brick walls of these alleyways as I intertwined our fingers into a strong hold. I felt various eyes upon us as people rushed past us but I ignored them all. Individuals had come here craving for a scene to distract them of their daily reminder of the unfair life, I wasn't going to provide that entertainment for free.
I pushed him forward, slowly running with the mass of people as the siren grew louder.
"Get out of here quick!" Hush voices demanded.
"Shhhhh," others whispered.
I looked behind me towards Alexis, he growled in pain, clear tension lines appearing on his forehead as his thick brown hair softly brushed against the top of his head. He opened his eyes, they seemed lost in distant."Alexis?" I heavily breath. He eyes stood frozen, a wave of emotions playing before him as he stared at me.
"Alexis!" I shouted louder in his ear, he moved as though a volcano had just erupted behind him. He met my eyes his legs following me as we got out. Then he looked around us where he saw various semi-naked thirsty people around us getting out of the alleyway.
This is where the bad guys hung out. No wonder the police had turned up.
Why was I here? Oh right, because Alexis wanted to celebrate my birthday. The birthday I never celebrated.
And just like always I refused any gifts, so I had agreed to come here and relax myself. Coming back here bought grave memories. Memories of Alexis, this is where I came when I ran away. To a place where everyone was accepted because you gave away a little bit of your innocence. Little did I know coming here made me realise that the devils in the shadow stuck onto you like a leach and ate up your innocence until you had none. Then there was nothing but the devil within you left.
"Tell me, why we can't we be together?" Alexis asked, showing his weakness, the arrogant idiot was never like this when he was sober. We stopped in a street corner, catching our breaths.
"Because, I don't want to be not yet anyway," I said as I snaked my arm around his torso to support him.
"But what mines is all yours," He whines like a little kid. Tomorrow when Alexis was sober, he would remember everything 'cause he never forgets anything'. He will act as though he is the only superior one here. That I'm nothing but a girl he admires and he won't leave me until I become his puppet but now he is vulnerable and as much as that was appealing, I wasn't going to take advantage of it. Huh, Vulnerability! Something I wished he showed more often.
"That's sweet," I smile, and Alexis gazes at my lips. Alexis own lips are swollen red, but as much as I would like to close the gap, I know where I stand.
He fans his hot breath against my parted lips, I try to push him away. "Alexis," I warn, gritting my teeth.
"Please," He begs, "I need you,"
He does need me, I have no doubt in that. "Please Li,"
I want to give in so badly. I gaze down to see his hand, I grab his hand. I rub my thumb against his fingers creating some distance between us. Both my hands now envelop his large palm. I bring his hand closer and lightly kiss the knuckles on his hand. I don't look up to see the expression on his face. "I really really like you Alexis, I do!" I say quietly into his chest, as I lean against him. Still holding his warm hands, I say, "I want a life with you, a family, and happiness,"
"But I'm not ready to fully give myself to you, I need a little time to repair," I continue, my cheek pressed against his creased collared shirt. "I admire you so much for taking care of me in the most difficult time in my life,"
"I wish you could be yourself more, and open up to me about yourself,"
"I don't care if you have any dark secrets, I want us to be one," I continued as he listened.
I feel emotional, and my heart weakens from all the emptiness I feel. I move away from his beating heart, "What was that?" He says, making me shake my head. He didn't understand a single thing.
I rub my eyes, "Come, let's go home,"
"Our home?" He says, I grab onto his hand wrapping my fingers around his. I pull his arm, attempting to move him away from the heated crowd.
"Yes, our home,"
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