Demolish the angel

Chapter 1

She paces across the basement floor, cigarette in hand.
Her face shows worry but her actions depict anger.

She notices me watching and stops midstep, crossing her arms and tapping her foot.

"Aren't you worried about him? He was supposed to be here 4 hours ago. You know Ricky, he's never late!"

I shrug, slouching further into the worn out couch and taking a large gulp of my Coca-cola.

"Shut up Alexa, he'll be fine. Its probably that damn girlfriend of his, she's probably tryna' get in his pants er' something."

She gives me a look and sighs taking another puff of her cigarette and plops down onto the worn out recliner, crying out in pain when a spring jabs her in the backside. I snicker, earning an angry glance from her.

Just as it seems she might storm over to me and chop my head clean off the sound of footsteps coming down the wooden stairs catches her attention and she shoots up from her seat and peers into the stairwell.

"Sorry i'm late guys Ashl-"

"OH MY LITERAL GOD RICKY WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN WE'VE BEEN SO WORRIED WHY DO YOU DO THIS!!!¡"

Ricky finishes his decline down the steps and peers into my direction with a horrified yet slightly entertained look on his freckled face, i simply shrug and take a sip of my Coke.

"Jesus Alexa. I'm fine, Ashley and me were just talki-"

His voice is cut-off as Alexa's knee connects with his crouch. He drops like a fly and curls up into a ball crying out in pain, i nearly spit Coke everywhere and choke trying to swallow.

Alexa looks quite pleased and bends over to pat his back.

"You are forgiven."

Ricky nearly lashes out and knaws her pretty little arm off but he knows the consequences of harming such a girl as Alexa. Its not that he's all about that

'Don't hit women'

Type thing, he just knows that if he hit Alexa she'd hit back much harder. And he'd never hear the end of it once Alexa told everyone.

He finally gathers himself and stumbles over to where i'm sitting, clutching his special cargo with a pained look on his face. I pat his shoulder and offer him a bag or poutine flavoured chips which he politely declines. More for me then i suppose.

Alexa once again takes a seat in the beaten up recliner, being extra careful to avoid being jabbed in the ass. She clears her throat and begins,

"So. Now that we're all here, we must discuss the future of the FAC (Forever Alone Club)-"

Now, now. Before i go any further i figure i should probably explain the existence of the FAC.
You see, it all started about 6 months ago, Alexa had just been brutally broken up with due to the fact that she refused to call her boyfriend at the time 'daddy'.
Anyway, through that expierence us, as a group of 3 people came to terms with the fact that we would most likely all be forever alone. To which Ricky gave the suggestion we could have instead just have a love triangle type relationship. To which Alexa and i gave him a swift kick to the balls, so really by now considering his big mouth his testes probably look like bruised prunes.

But as you can tell the FAC was created. Kinky love triangle not included. Anyway, we have meetings sometimes even though we are only a club of 3 sad 14 year olds with social issues. These meetings usual aren't really meetings, just Alexa smoking and me eating and Ricky trying to get his balls chopped off. Anyway, back to Alexa.

"I know we've been going strong for about 6 months now but we have a bit of a complication. I may have found a guy i would like to... Well, date. And i think he has the same feelings for me as i do for him."

"I'm calling Bullllllsheit on that one. Who would be crazy enough to go out with you."

Ricky snickers slightly at his comment.

Alexa turns to glare at him and for a moment i believe he's about to be sacked again but her facial exspression softens and she takes a deep breath. I take another sip of my Coke, anticipating her response.

"Braden Somners."

Before i know it every drop of Coke comes spewing out of my mouth and all over Alexa and the basement, Ricky bursts into laughter and Alexa swipes droplets of soda off her sweater. Before she can explain Ricky's voice interupts.

"Why would Braden Somners of ALL people want to date YOU."

I refrain from commenting and decide to watch and listen as these two figh it out over some jocky dude.

But i guess Braden Somners isn't really just a jock dude. I mean yea he's your average movie star, wavy blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, muscular build. But he's also pretty smart, he's good at art and writing as well. But he lacks one thing.

A personality.

I've met walls with more zest then him.

But i watch the two argue back and forth about Braden and how perfect or not perfect he is, i find it highly entertaining. My only friends fighting over some dude with no personality.

Alexa has finally had enough of Rickys insults towards her new love interest and shuts him up with a not so light smack to the face. He flames up for a second but closes his green eyes and breathes out. Alexa also calms down, walking over to her chair and sitting down.

I stand up and give a small wave

"I think imma' head home now. I'm pretty tired. Call or text me if y'all need anything."

They both look up and give a small nod

"Mkay. Cya later Kiya."

"What she said."

With that i patter up the stairs giving a small wave to Alexa's mother who is snuggled up on the sofa watching what appears to be "Say Yes To The Dress" i throw on my tattered Vans and walk out the door.

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I have no idea what this even is but hey. If you like it thats cool. Long chapter i know.

I apoligise if the 'bad language' offends anyone. Just gives the characters a bit of zest (except for Braden) i guess.

I have no idea where i'm going with this and i just made it up as i typed so excuse absolute terribleness🌞

Cassie oUT.