The Alexandra Diaries

Forgive and forget

Hello. I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been soooo busy. And I probably won't be updating for a while because I'm going on vacation. Enjoy this chapter.

"Good luck." Ryan says, dropping me off in front of Dylan's house. I smile at him, before walking up to the front door.

Before I can even knock on the door, the door flies open. There stands Dylan, with watery eyes. I roll my eyes. He's the one crying now? He reaches out and yanks me inside. He shuts the door quickly, and engulfs me in a bone crushing hug.

"I'm so sorry." He says. "It wasn't what it looked like. I swear." I pull away from the hug and stare at him.

"You have a lot of explaining to do." I say, crossing my arms. I glare at him as he nods. "Let's go to your room." I say, already heading upstairs to his room. I don't even look behind me to make sure he's following.

It feels weird walking through these halls. Last time I was here, Max was running around begging us to play with him. He was alive last time I was here.

I step into Dylan's room, breathing in the smell. It smells like him. I walk over and sit on the bed, watching him nervously walk in. "What happened? I want the truth. Nothing but the truth. Do you understand?" I ask, running a hand through my hair.

He nods, dropping his eyes to the ground. "Look at me." I order, and he slowly brings his head up. "What happened?" I ask slowly, leaning forward.

"I know you thought you saw-" I cut him off.

"I know what I saw." I correct, and he nods.

"You saw Charlotte and I kissing." He states. "But I swear to you, I didn't cheat on you." I raise my eyebrows at him.

"You were kissing my sister, I don't know how that's not cheating." I glare at him. He looks down really quick, and then back up at me. His eyes hold guilt and sadness.

"I wasn't kissing her. She kissed me." He shouts, putting his head in his hands. "I was in the kitchen, making a goddamn grilled cheese, when she came in." He says, taking his head out of his hands. "I tried to leave the kitchen, but she wouldn't let me."

"She knew the exact moment that you were coming. She kissed me. I didn't kiss her. I swear to you, Alex. I swear on my entire life. Please please please believe me. I would never ever do something like that." He pleads, his eyebrows scrunched and his eyes glassy.

"Why didn't you pull away?" I ask, standing up to go walk over to him. I'm finally in front of him, staring up at him. "You didn't struggle, you didn't yank away or do anything."

"I don't know why! At first I was shocked, too shocked to pull away. Then you saw. You came at the wrong time." He says, cupping my face. "Dammit. I can't even begin to say how sorry I am. I'm sorry that you thought I was cheating on you. I love you, not her."

"Maybe at one point I did actually love her. But please understand that I want nothing to do with her. I don't want her like I want you. The only thing I want from her is to be gone." I smile a little bit.

"I love you. I love you more than anyone in this entire world. I can't begin to explain how much I love you." He says, before pressing his lips to mine. I'm a little startled at first, but eventually my hands make their way to his neck.

He kisses me hard, putting his hands on my hips. I feel him slip his tongue inside of my mouth, exploring it.

I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He catches me, his fingers fanning over my thighs. The kiss deepens, and I itch to feel more of him. All of the stress that's been going on is fueling me. I rapidly tug at his shirt, eventually managing to get it off of him and throw it somewhere.