Heartbreaker

Chapter 6.

"Ugh!" I grunted, as I dug my fist into the punching bag.

Who does he think he is?
This Alec guy. He had no right to interrupt that fight last night with Jericho.

Punch

He humiliated me, made me look like a complete wimp in front of everyone.

Punch

If he thinks that he can just come into my life and try to change the way I live he has another thing coming.

Punch!

I stopped, panting catching my breath.
I looked down at my hands only to see my knuckles drenched in blood.
And that my friends is how you bust your knuckles murdering a punching bag.

I grabbed the towel off the bench and stood in front of the huge mirror that covered the whole wall.

I looked like a mess, my blond hair drenched in sweat hung in a ponytail, loose strands sticking to my face.
I stared at the reflection in the mirror.

I hate what I see.
I hate being the girl that's so heartbroken.
I hate Nathan for starting this.
I hated boys looking at me like I was a fucking hooker.
Nathan still cared about me, I just don't care about him anymore.

But Alec he actually cared?
Why, why does that kid actually think he can just walk up and be my bestfriend?

Maybe he should be.
I should at least give him a chance, I could never hurt him so my best chance is to be his friend.

I stared at myself one more time, my hair had stared to dry back into my naturally wavy hair. The sweat had stopped dripping down my body, I watched my stomach as I breathed.
***

I pulled into my driveway and parked my bike, I strode up the steps and tossed my keys to are Butler Henry.

I swung open the doors and walked in.

My mother grimaced at my appearance.

I was wearing a pair of dark ripped jeans, a blue crop top, my leather jacket and my biker boots. My hair was in a messy ponytail.

She took one look at my bandaged knuckles and shook her head.

Un like me my Mother was poise and elegent. She had her brown hair pulled neatly back into a tight bun, wearing a royal blue halter dress that fell to her knees. She topped the rich look off with a pair of black heels, and a chunky diamond necklace.

"Your late" she stated.
"And I care because?" I asked walking past her towards the stairs.

"We have dinner" she spoke, clearly annoyed.
"No you have dinner, I have things to do" I stated with a fake smile before continuing up the stairs.

"Why can't you be more a normal girl, not one that everyone despises?"My mother screamed.
I stood on the stairs completely stunned at my mother, she just blew her top.

I turned to face her.

"Because I didn't have a mother around to teach me to be one, I'm proud of being who I am" I smirked, watching as she stood their her face red with anger.
"You'll just have to deal with it, like I did" I then walked up the stairs smiling at my mothers anger.

I reached my room and glanced around, my black walls splattered with bright neon colours. My queen sizes bed perfectly made with the northern lights on it. My giant walk in closet, and my bathroom. And let's not forget my giant French door balcony.

I stripped off my clothes and jumped into the shower.
***

After my shower I threw back on my ripped jeans, I put on a black v-neck long sleeve, and my black jacket. I then threw on a pair of black and white converse. I left my hair down and let it dry into it's messy beach waves.

I applied a lot of mascara to make my eyelashes long, and threw my phone in my pocket.

I left my room and walked down the stairs.

"Hey kiddo" my dad beamed as I stepped off the stairs.

"Hey dad" I smiled.

"Where ya off to?" He asked.

I loved my dad, all the time he wasn't working he'd spend time with me. He was my coach and my trainer when it came to fighting. He was tall, he had blond wavy hair, just like myself. He was the opposite of my mother, warm and loveable. My mom on the other hand was cold hearted, and hated.

"Meeting up with a friend" I told him.

"Omg, My Harper has friends" he gasped.

"Yes Dad" I laughed.

"Well go on, just hurry up and get outta here before your mom comes in"

I laughed once more and stepped out into the cool night.

My bike was waiting there, with the keys already in the ignition. I got onto my bike and sped off.
***
I pulled into the driveway of the old farm house.

I turned my bike off and walked up to the door, I knocked swiftly 3 times.

I heard the patter of bare feet then the door swung open.

There was a beautiful woman, she was the girl in the pictures. Alec's mother of course. She had on a white baggy long sleeve probably Alec's. She was also wearing a pair of blue and black pyjama pants. Her hair fell in waves down her shoulder. She was also holding a beautiful baby that was giggling and balancing on her hip.

"Hi" she beamed, showing off her bright smile.

"Hi I'm Harper, I was wondering if Alec's home?" I asked returning a smile.

"Yes, come on in" she motioned.

I stepped into the house.

"Alec!" She yelled up the stairs.

I heard a door open then the sound of foot steps. I looked up seeing a shirtless Alec wearing a pair of black sweatpants. His hair was wet, and he was still hot.

His mom smiled then left the room.

"Come on up" he smiled.

I quickly walked up the stairs stopping in front of him.

He then grabbed my hand and led me into his room.

"You care" I said getting straight to the point.

"What?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"You care about me, you care that I don't believe in love, you care that I sleep around, you care a risk a lot fighting, you care that I do crazy stunts" I stated.

"I do care" he said crossing his arms.

"Can we be friends" I said "Like bestfriends?"

"Sure if you want" he said.

"I need a friend that cares" I whispered.

"I'll be your best friend Harper, you just have to get used to the constant nagging and the late night phone calls"

I smiled. A true actual smile.

"Will I be expecting one tonight?" I asked.

"You will" he smiled.

"I need to learn more about you" I said.

"Same, just I need to hug you first" he said moving closer.

I was confused as he opened his arms, he then wrapped his arms around me. I felt safe in his arms, breathing in his scent of apples. His warm hard chest.
This boy was different and it excited me.