The Game Without Rules

Chapter Twenty-Three

                  ~~*ALEX*~~

   Dropping the lighter onto the table I slide onto the leather chair just as I hear the doors of my living room open. The blunt meets my lips as I rest my head back on the chair not having a care who it is.

I stopped smoking.

Well cigarettes.

  I just arrived home about ten minutes ago from dropping off Evangeline at her house and I would appreciate the peace and quiet right about now. My mind is in constant struggle with my newly found conscience which is making everything difficult.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you."

Lifting my head I notice the freshly dyed blonde in front of me.

"Not long enough." I mutter to myself but hoping she heard it.

Her feet shift and she crosses her arms.

"Well, no need to be cruel Alexander." I scoff at her words.

Cruel.

But isn't what we were doing cruel?

Humiliating and completely crushing a person from the inside.

Isn't that cruel?

It wasn't my plan, it was her's and I was just a pawn in her little game. Though for a little I enjoyed playing it but not anymore. Not when the game has now took a turn for the worst. In the end I knew now that I would be hurt as well. The only person that I could ever love would completely be disgusted with me.

And I was afraid when that day will come.

"Don't worry Alex the plan will end in only a matter of weeks and this will all be over." She places herself comfortably on the couch crossing her legs as she does so.

Her cleavage is showing and if it was a few weeks back then I would be turned on but not now. Not when I have her.

Damn I'm turning into such a püssy.

She smiles before me as she watches my internal conflict.

"The game has changed."

My eyes snap towards her's.

"What do you mean changed?" How could the game change and what would it change to?

"You have fell for her and now I'm going to have go to extreme measures in this plan. Now because you decided to fall for her I'm going to have to destroy her but I have to expose you. Expose you to her. By then she will never take you back-actually she won't even want to be in the same room as you." There's an evil glint in her eyes and I can tell that she's excited. She's excited to finally accomplish what she's been waiting so pathetically for.

But I'm at a loss for words. So mission accomplished.

"You do realize that you'll be exposed as manipulative bitch you are. And that's putting it lightly." She rolls her eyes at my words and she stands up before walking towards the exit.

"I wouldn't keep talking if I were you. Your seeming to forget who has the upper hand here." She spits out.

I hate to admit it but she's right. She's the one with upper but I'll never let it show that it affects me the way it actually does. I dread the day that Evie will despise me.

I flinch.

Just the thought drives me mad.

I stay silent causing her to laugh whole heartedly.