Staying With The Bad Boy For Two Months

Make Up not Make Out : 12

N/A - Kayde at the top :) 

" Let me know that I've done wrong, when I've known this all along. I go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you. "

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That awful, horrible, dreadful, sucky, torrential, horrifying, gruesome, and any other synonym that could possibly match up to the phrase, night, I took a long shower. Mainly to clear my head but it was almost impossible to do such a thing when you are in freezing cold water. I tried though. God knows, I tried. But the image burned in my head. I heard someone knocking at the door repeatedly every so often, maybe it was Alec. I couldn't answer though. Throughout the night, they continued to knock and knock until they finally got the jest. I was never going to unlock the door, nor open it. I will just call in pizza and takeout Chinese for the rest of my life and tell them to bring it up to the third window on the left, second story. Maybe grow a beard in the time being. Who knows. But there was no way I was going to open that door. At least for a few more hours, because fast food take out did not sound so good, after all. And I am sure the delivery man would request a very large tip. 

My phone began to ring. I picked it up, looking at the contact. Of course, it was unknown. It wasn't Emery or Kayde or Tanner or Mon or Dad or anyone that cares about me, it was unknown. 

"Hello?" I answered quietly, leaning up against the headboard like I always tended to do when I was nervous, sad, or scared. Or pretty much any other emotion. 

"So you answer a strange number, but refuse to answer the door when some anonymous person is behind it? How determined are you?" Alec retorted, his deep voice booming into the speaker. I squeaked as a sharp pain slapped against my chest. No, heart, don't break now!  His voice, though. However, I was debating on hanging up or telling him to shove it..Hmm.

"I'd rather it be the devil than look at your face ever again," Lies. "--so you tell me." I growled. I heard him muffle a menacing laugh, which by all means, struck me again. His laugh, though! Gr.

"Right. About that, Avi," He trailed off. I could tell he was tugging at his lips by the way his voice slurred off to a clench.

"Avalon." I corrected for him, scoffing. 

"Avalon. I am sorry. I'm not so sure as to why you are so upset that me and Kira are back together, since you are the one who ranted about me breaking up with her." He snapped. I went psycho in that little moment, clenching my phone so tight it left a light indention on the glass. At this point, I had snapped. Completely.

"Alec, where are you?" I answered sweetly, forcing a smile to help the fact that I was about to kick his ass and be proud of it.

"Kitchen. Why?" I tossed my phone down, slung open my door and stumbled downstairs as fast as I possibly could. He was there, like said, nibbling on a pop-tart. When he saw me, he looked quite shocked. But I wasn't able to see his reaction for the simplest fact that I had shoved him into the fridge, my hands on his chest. He glared down at me.

"You are fucking blind, Alec! How in the world would you possibly think that I didn't like you the slightest bit, given the damn fact that I specifically kissed you back and smiled at every thing you said or did, no matter how stupid it was?! You are clueless. A numb skull, at that. And maybe, if you weren't so focused on hiding yourself from me once I walked in the room to talk to you because my god damn feelings were being crushed by a monster truck, you would have noticed. But whatever. It's all good. Have a nice life, Alec Vermont. Because like you have always wanted, I can assure you that I will no longer be apart of it." I was crying, hard. Alec's gaze hardened, his eyebrows furrowing. 

"Avalon, I am not the blind one. You are." He spoke, shaking his head. "All this time, you thought I was the one who didn't admit to liking you, when I did. Several times. In fact, you pushed me away half of those times. I did not know another way to tell you..besides now. I do like you, a lot. You have tried more than anyone has ever to accept me for who I am, and even when you failed, you tried more. You have made me smile and laugh and I'm not sure how to thank you for that.." Oh good god, I am such a bitch. I wiped away my tears and nodded, slamming into him after crying some more. He wrapped his arms around me and sighed. 

"I'm sorry." I said, huffing a small breath. "But what about Kira." I snapped after realizing what he had fully said, pulling away. "Aren't you with her now?" I questioned.

"I..um..Avalon, I am Alec. One girl never happens twice." He muttered, running his fingertips through his messy hair. A whole new pale of anger had began to boil up in me. 

"So you are saying, that if we ever broke up; that is if we ever got together, you would forget about me and never give a shit again?" I snapped. He groaned, covering his face with his palms. 

"Avalon, stop being ridiculous. I just told you I liked you. What else do you want me to say?" I rolled my eyes, pushing myself away from him. This boy wasn't worth my time. 

"What I want you to say, Alec, is that you would love me. You wouldn't screw around with my emotions, make me think we could ever be real, and throw me away when you get bored just like you do with every other helpless girl." I didn't feel sad anymore, in fact, the tears had completely dried up. Now I just felt sorry. Not for me, but for him. Me, for having the audacity to ever think he would cave in and prove himself worthy of being in a relationship. I was silly. So, so silly.

"Ouch." He muttered, painting a rotten smile across his face. I was so close to punching him, but the only thing stopping me was Olivia tiredly coming downstairs. We both whipped our heads upwards.

"What is all this commotion I hear? It is much too late, loves. Why aren't you both in bed?" I gave Alec a sickly glare, crossing my arms. He frowned.

"Good job, Avalon. You got us in trouble." He whined like a child. I snorted, turning back towards Olivia and waltzing towards her.

"I was just arguing with your son about how he needs to eat healthier, because he is getting a little belly." I grinned. Olivia chuckled and looked over at Alec, who was trashing away his leftover pop-tart and feeling over his stomach as if it was true. Which, from my peripheral, was highly not. 

"You speak the truth, darling. For that, we will have my homegrown salad for dinner tomorrow!" Olivia cheered. Alec stomped up behind me and shoved my arm, murmuring curses beneath his breath. It didn't bother me much. I liked salad. "Alec, play nice! We can't have you acting like a child for the rest of your life. Now, go to bed, you two. You both have school in the morning." Olivia smiled calmly, rendering the fact that her son just cussed. In front of her! My parents would have kicked my ass to the moon if I did such a thing. I gulped at the thought.

"Goodnight, Olivia." I grinned toothily, pecking her cheek. She scrunched up her nose and grinned from ear to ear. For such a lovely woman, she acted much older. Alec just continued upstairs without a word. "How rude.." I whispered. He threw his arm up in the air, flipping me off. Back to phase one, frenemies for life.

"Goodnight, Avi." Olivia laughed, following him along the way. I stayed downstairs a minute longer and drank a cold glass of milk before I headed to bed. I surely needed it after such a long day.