•Harry
I smell...is that bacon? I roll over and see Alex is missing. I get up and instantly know she is downstairs. My parents won't be home for another 2weeks, I think. Perks of them working all the time is the house is always empty.
I walk down the stairs and see her wearing my T-shirt while flipping pancakes. She's so beautiful. I just love her so much. I hate to see her cry even though I know she will when I have to break the news to her. I don't want to tell her, but I have to.
She walked up to me and gave me a peck on the cheek.
"Well your happy." Not for long.
"Yeah. I'm ok now. I mean no one died or anything so I'm alright." Crap. She has such a good attitude. I don't want to ruin it.
"You can cook?" Most girls I've been with I'm usually the chef.
"Are you underestimating me? Girls can cook too you know."
"I know but that's not how you cook pancakes. This is how you make real pancakes."
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•Alex
He took the handle in his hand and flipped the pancakes like a real chef several times. I jealous that I can't do that.
We went to the couch and ate our food. I try my best to eat one piece even though it's killing me inside. I mean he might think something's up if I don't.
"Hey, have you heard anything about Kenn?" He didn't even look just stared at the floor.
"Hey... is everything ok?"
He mumbled something but I couldn't hear him too well through his chewing.
"What?" He looked up at me with big eyes.
"Alex... I found this out last night but I decided to tell you today."
"Ok Harry, I know when your stalling. Just get to the point."
"Alex... Kenn can't walk."
"Well yeah. He broke his foot so he can't walk for a few months and..."
"No... Alex. Kenn is paralyzed." After that he kept talking, but I zoned out. No. This can't be. No he just has a broken foot. Oh shit. He can't walk. He can't do his crazy dances in the mornings. He can't dance at any school dances, he can't play football... so basically he can't live his dream. Which also means he can't keep his scholarship.
"No no no no no-he...this can't be happening." I started crying and Harry hugged me. Then I realized, Harry could've told me this last night but told me this now. He reaches towards me.
"No. Wait, get off of me. You could've told me last night, but you waited for today. I thought we were supposed to tell each other these things as soon as we find them out!" Then I grabbed my phone and ran. Where I was going I don't know, but I don't care. There's only so much I can take.
I'm now near the bar that we were at. I'm just going wherever my feet take me. I walk around the building. Maybe there's a dirt road or something. I hear something kinda like a tapping noise.
Next thing I know, someone grabs me and covers my mouth with their hand. It feels like a man's hand. I try to scream but barely any noise is heard.
"Don't even try screaming. Keep your mouth shut if you want to keep your life bitch." His voice sounds familiar. I turn around to face him and it's the jock that Harry got in a fight with at the restaurant. He senses that I know him and scoffs.
"Listen, you're gonna walk with me to my car without a sound. Got it?" I nod.
Shit. I should've stayed with Harry. Damnit I miss Harry.
We started walking toward his small, black car. He tried to grab my hand but I pulled away. Since the streets were kinda busy, he just gave me a glare with his dark eyes. Shit. now I'm gonna get it. Once I got into the car I sat there and avoided eye contact with him.
"So Alex, where do you want to go?" This is terrifying. How does he know my name?
"Like I have a choice. And how do you know my name?"
"Oh a feisty one. Let's just say its my job to find out all about you." What does that mean? Then we sat there in silence for the longest time.
"Who are you?" I blurted out without thinking.
"I'm John." What. The. Fuck.
"I- I don't know who the hell you think you are but I have an boyfriend who's a professional fighter and he's looking for me right now."
"Does he touch you like this?" he asked and started rubbing my thigh with his cold hands. I'm too scared to move. So I just turn my head to face the window and shut my eyes. Maybe there's someway to escape. I see what I think is the beach we had the bonfire on. It's too late to run. He turns on the car and drives off.
We pull up to this old apartment complex and he gets out and walks around to the other side and opens the door. He leads me to a room which I'm guessing is his. We walk in and he points to the couch and locks the door. He comes over to me and sits next to me. He starts rubbing my shoulder. I pull away. He then gives me a look. He stands up and throws me over his shoulder. My natural reaction is to punch and kick the shit out of him and scream but it doesn't phase him. I mean he is much bigger than me.
"Calm down. Don't waste your screams yet."
He lays me down on the bed and takes off his shirt. I start hyperventilating, and my palms get sweaty and I can practically feel my face go white. He steps closer and then suddenly everything goes black.
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