These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends

Chapter 8

     "Alex went upstairs. You two be good," she said with a smile as she finished making lunch. I walked up the stairs and went to Alex's room. First door in the left, right? Yeah. I'm pretty sure. I knocked before just in case and I heard an Alex sounding, "Come in."
      I gasped. Was this his room?! It was awesome.

      Alex was nowhere to be seen so I decided to snoop. Posters everywhere.
Paramore, Pierce the Veil, My Chemical Romance, Black Veil Brides, Sleeping With Sirens, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Lilo and Stitch, and lots and lots of How to Train your Dragon and Peter Pan posters. This kid was me in a nutshell. (Btw all credit goes to my best friend __jax__ well and Alex. Because without them I probably never would've listened to those bands. I would've watched those movies either way but the bands...)
       He had a really cool black bed canopy so I went to the other side of his bed to see what was there. And to my surprise I saw what I could only make out as a nerds collection of Funko Pop Figures. Aww I love this kid!
        He had an old vintage record player and a HUGE collection of music for it. I decided to put on Daughter seeing as how it was the closest one. "I am wasted losing time. I'm a foolish fragile spine. I want all that is not mine. I want him but we're not right," I sang to my favourite Daughter song, Smother.
       I walked over to his dresser and looked at all his comics. X-men, Spider-Man, D.C. VS Marvel... he had everything. I picked up a silvery looking Spider-Man comic. It looked really familiar and because I'm a freaking clutz I dropped it. Great. I bent down to pick it up and I saw a little dip in the wallpaper. I pushed on the part of the wall a little bit and it sprinkled back at me.
        "What the hell?!" I went back to that part of the wallpaper but this time I had a screwdriver in hand. I stuck it into the wall and pulled creating sort of a crowbar kind of mechanism and the wall popped out. It was a 1 foot for all measurements and inside held what looked like a journal. I pulled the journal out and put the wall back in place and put the screwdriver back where I found out. Wait. That little cubby space thingy had spiderwebs all over it but this book looks sparkly clean. It must have been handled within like a day. Hmm interesting. Alright let's see why I went through all this trouble to get the bitch.
        I went to open it but realised the latch carried on all the way to the back where there was a lock. "FUCK!" I yelled as quickly ran back to the little cubby. On my way I spilled an open bottle of water and then I kicked it under his bed to hide the evidence. I opened it back up with the screwdriver hoping the key was there. And was there a key? No. Of course not! However there was a key mark left over from the dust. It was a skeleton key. Okay so sometime between the time Alex realises his book is gone and now I have to find the skeleton key. That doesn't seem too hard. But why does it seem like something bad is gonna happen? I quickly closed the wall again and hid the journal in the bag of clothes that Alex physically went to my house to get to bring to the hospital.
       The album was done so I put on The Killers and on came Mr. Brightside.
        "ARE YOU OKAY WHAT HAPPENED?!" Alex yelled. I continued to sit there listening to the music. "Excuse me sir but I'm going to have to ask you to calm down or I will be forced to get the higher up authorities to escort you out of the room under false accusations," I said in the most poshest American voice possible. "You mean you're going to have to ask me to shut the hell up or you're going to get my mom to throw me out of my own room because you told her I was gonna rape you?" He asked. "Yep," I said.
       "Okay I'll shut up but if you're not hurt the why did you tell 'fuck'?"
        "Oh your neighbour, Dave, came over through your window and threw me onto the bed. Then we started to have mad sex but he told me to be quiet because he knew you were still in the house but I couldn't take it anymore. He was just so sexy. Finally I came. See look," I said as I pointed to the puddle of water (that I made because I'm a clutz). He nodded at me and said, "Mhm. You do realise that 'cum' of yours is all the way on the other side of the room." "I'm a squirter," I said with the most serious face possible.
        Alex started laughing uncontrollably, "Get out dinner is ready you sex crazed beast." "Mkay!"
         "This chicken Alfredo is amazing! Where did you get it?!" I said amazed. Alex and his mom, Emily, shared a happy glance and Alex said, "We're big believers in making homemade pasta." "This is-? Wow," I said amazed. I continued to eat in the surprisingly not awkward atmosphere.
       I finally finished and I was about to help Alex with cleaning up the dishes when Emily pulled me behind to talk to me privately. "The hospital told me to keep you home for at least two weeks so I took you off for three instead," she said. "Oh no that's fine. Really it was no big deal-" "But I didn't want you to be alone so I took Alex off for three weeks too. Now you guys... who are madly in love-" "We just met Emily! Gosh I'm not one for falling in love so easily." "That may be true. And maybe you guys don't see it yet but you two are going to at the very least, date. And I want you to be safe if you ever-" "WOAH WOAH WOAH! Okay I don't know if you know this but I already had the sex talk with my teachers at school and I don't-" "It's not the same. Just listen-" "I'm pretty sure it's the same. You know what maybe you're right I think this is more awkward!" "WOULD YA JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN! Look I already got the loving you like a daughter part down and because of that I want you to know that as one of the coolest moms you will ever meet, I can tolerate a lot of shit without disowning my child. But if you became a pregnant teen simply because you didn't use protection you bet your ass I would have a problem with it. Now if you use protection and something happens that's a different story..." She finally stopped realising that the life had left my eyes. I was traumatised. My mouth was hanging open.
     She sighed and said, "In my bottom right hand draw of my dresser in my bedroom there's some condoms and birth control. You don't have to use both but you can if you want to. Now go have fun. But not that kind of fun. If you ever have that kind of fun while I'm home I will be thoroughly disgusted." "What you mean like how I am right now?" I said with a smile. She laughed and pointed to the stairs where Alex was waiting for me.
        When I started going up the stairs I heard Emily yell, "I DON'T COUNT THE CONDOMS!!!" "Oh godddd! Emily!" I yelled while blushing. Alex looked at me and smiled. With a cheesy grin he said, "Come on let's go to our room. Don't forget the condoms. Bottom right hand drawer." I laughed sarcastically and walked to his bedroom door but he wouldn't open it. "I was being serious." "You go get the fucking condoms. I'm going to put on Peter Pan. You wouldn't fuck someone with Peter Pan on in the background. I mean you'd have to be into some pretty kinky shit to want someone while watching that." "Not if you're talking about Peter Pan from Once Upon A Time. He keeps girls in cages and shit. I'mma go get the condoms." As he walked out the door I yelled loud enough so Emily could hear, "MAKE SURE TO GET THE EXTRA SMALL ONES!"
       I heard snickering coming from downstairs. "DID YOU LIKE THAT ONE, EM?" I yelled with a smile as Alex came back. "YEP!"

Authors note:
Sooo I finally updated again. I'm trying to make this as different and as close to my personal life as possible. Alex's mom is actually like that but not as much umph. I'm actually basing Alex's mom off of my Aunt who by the way is neighbours with Alex. That's how him and I met. But I wanted them to have some alone time and the only way I could really do that was if I took off school for them so yeah. Tell me if you liked it!