Dear Insanity

xAlonex

So, hey. This chapter is dedicated to Zombieattack123, who died about eight months ago. I didn't know her, but all the people that loved her is clear. It sucks to die so young. Go to her profile and leave a nice message or something, because the friends that did know her are hurting.

Song of the chapter is Alone, by Sleeping With Sirens featuring MGK. It makes sense, just listen to it while reading the chapter (: Their new album, Feel, literally just came out on the fourth! So go buyyy itttt.

xxx.

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(Back To Alexxa's POV -Forever-)

I hopped into Gabriel's truck with the same struggle I'd always had getting in. He snickered, watching me with an amused gleam in his blue eyes. I flipped him off and made it into the seat, slamming the door shut and watching him wince with a smirk. Sucker.

"Don't hurt Chelsea. . ." He muttered, patting the hood affectionately. 

I rose a brow. "You named your car?"

His eyes popped open wider. "And so she speaks!" He cried, pumping his fist in the air triumphantly. "I knew you couldn't stay away from my charm forever."

"Yeah, yeah. . ." I decided not to fight him, as he was completely stubborn and would only get his way anyways.

I got a text from Hunter, the boy we met at wal mart. He, Danny, and their band were going to America for their freshman year in college, and were constantly sending me pictures. This one was of them laying on top of a sleeping fat man, who didn't even wake up. It looked like California. There was a brunette girl and an emo boy behind them, piling sand on the man and burying his neck. 

I laughed quietly, putting my phone back into the pocket of my skinnies and looking out the window. He looked over at me through the corner of his eye, the blue color making me want to stare. 

I soon snapped out of it, however. Gabriel was off limits, even for eye candy. He was strictly Kiras, that much was clear. She seemed head over heels for him, and I don't blame her. . .

Dammit, stop thinking like this!

"So tonight," he started nonchalantly, pulling into the school. "There's this thing. . ."

I rose a brow, glancing over at him. "Go on. . ." I mumbled, pulling the earbud out of my right ear to hear him better.

He cleared his throat. "It's a party, at Nick Graph's house. You know him?"

I shrugged. "Football guy?"

He chuckled, nodding. "Him. Yeah, he invited me and told me to bring someone." Looking at me expectantly, I leaned farther in the seat and wrapped Chase's hoodie around me tighter. Why I still had this, I didn't know, but it was comfortable.

"Oh." I got what he was implying- He wanted me to come with him to that party. "Um, why don't you ask Kira?"

I swear, he visibly flinched. But it was probably just a figment of my imagination. . . Right? "She's busy helping, um, Georgia with homework."

"Who's Georgia?" I perked up immediately.

He flushed. "Just one of her friends."

God, he was a horrible liar. I let it slide, trying to change the subject. "I'm not the partying type." I settled for.

He rolled his eyes. "That's not what i've heard."

My heart skipped a beat. How did he know about my past? Was it that obvious? Who told him? "What did you hear?" I asked carefully.