Decisions

Decisions: [Chapter 1.9]

Short summary of Chapter 9:

Alex wakes up from her nap and finds Chris, in the bathroom, self harming and crying. She quickly takes the blade away and consoles him. After, she cleans up the mess and starts to hold him again. Chris never explained why he did it but promises to never do it again.

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Ricky's POV:

I glance over at Jessica while she's cooking me lunch. It smells gross, she's making me pizza. I hate pizza but I love her so I guess I'll have to suck it up. I play a Cradle Of Filth song on my iPod and Jessica immediately headbangs along as she adds small pieces of onions to the pizza. I giggle at the sight of my adorable girlfriend. And then I see Alex's face on hers, I instantly look down and stop the music. Alex has been popping up in my head a lot and I don't know why, it's bothering me. Jessica came over to me and held my hand.

"Baby, why'd you stop the music? I was enjoying that" she said with a laugh.

I showed no expression and played the song again, this time leaving. I ran upstairs, through the hallway and to my room. I locked the door and turned off the lights. I sat on the bed with my knees to my chest and began to wimper. I didn't know what was going on, I felt guilty and sad... over Alex, why?! I started to cry as I laid on my pillow and wrapped the sheets over my head. I continued to cry and cry until I drifted into a horrific slumber.

Jessica's POV:

Ricky left me alone to cook his pizza. He was probably tired so I didn't make a big deal over it. I put his playlist on shuffle and danced along to most of the songs. Finally, about an hour later, the pizza was finished so I decided to go upstairs and get Ricky over here. I knocked on his door but he wouldn't answer. I yelled his name, no answer. I got a knife to unlock the door and I unlocked it. He was sleeping, I went over to him and kissed his cheek. He mumbled "Alex", I was furious. I got up from my kneeled position and walked out. I went downstairs and turned the oven off and grabbed my car keys. I sat in my car, closed the doors and before turning it on I let out a long and loud yell. I turned it on, waited for it to cool down and drove off to Alex's house. As I arrived I walked out and waited in the front porch. I rang the doorbell and Chris opened up.

"Hey Jessica, what's up?" he greeted with no emotion upon his face. I walked passed him in search for Alex; Chris followed behind me. Finally I found her in her room watching "The Lost Boys" with popcorn in her lap. I ran over to her but before she could say hi I slapped her across the face and threw her popcorn across the room. She got up and pushed me back. I laughed and punched her right in the nose. Then I kicked her three times in the stomach, punched her eye twice and strangled her neck for a bit.

"What the fuck Jessica?! What's wrong with you?!" asked Chris as he pulled me back. Alex had a bloody nose as well. My job here is finished but right before I left I had to write something on the mirror. I grabbed her brightest red lipstick and smeared the words on her mirror.

"HE'S ALL YOURS NOW BITCH"

I left with a big ass smirk on my face.

Chris' POV:

As Jessica left, I grabbed Alex and put her on her bed again. Then I quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. I wondered what could have happened between them. I then got an ice pack and ran back to her room. Finally, her uncle got back home from work and called her down. I yelled at him telling him to come upstairs. Alex's blood would not stop pouring down from her nose. I started to freak out and then Matt walked in.

"OH MY GOD! What happened?!" he cried as he went over to Alex and stared at her.

"Jessica just walked in and beat her up!" I answered with a small yelp in my voice.

"We're taking her to the ER, right now! Grab her stuff Chris" he scolded. I nodded and packed her travelling bag with underwear, socks, a comfortable pair of sweatpants and one of my old band tees. We would trade each other band tees as kids, well, when we both fit in the same sizes. I also grabbed her phone, some headphones and her charger. We both bolted to the car and raced over to the nearest ER.

I kept kissing her forehead and telling her to stay with me with tears in my eyes. I said these things forgetting the 10% probability that she could hear me. She opened her eyes a little and smiled.

"Ricky..." she sighed with pleasure. And then she noticed it wasn't him, it was me.

"Where's Ricky?" she continued. I don't think I've ever been more pissed in my life. I threw her body off again and left the ER completely.

Is she serious? I'm the one who was there for her the whole day and who helped her out, was with her thoughout the carride and yet she still dreams it was Ricky. I'm so done with her, she can go eat shit with her imaginary boyfriend Ricky. She'll never get Ricky, I'll make sure of that.