Chapter Twelve

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Alex's POV

I woke up in the morning, encased in Beck's arms. Everything that happened yesterday replayed in my head and I mentally slapped myself.

I shouldn't have let him see my dad.

I shouldn't have let him beat him up.

And I definitely shouldn't have let him stay. Now I'm in deep shit and it's his fault.

I shook him off me and he opened his beautiful green eyes.

What is wrong with me? I'm supposed to be mad at him.

I threw a pillow at him.

"Yeah I'm up baby"

I huffed at him

"Don't baby me!"

"What? Why?"

Was he that clueless?

"Because of you I'm now in so much trouble. Go grab your shit I'm dropping you home"

I was so annoyed

"Alex I-" he grabbed my hand but I pulled it away

"Go or you will walk home"

He sulked at me but I didn't care I was so angry with him.

He quietly gathered his things and I got dressed. The drive to his place was silent.

"Alex"

"What Beck?"

"I was looking out for you"

"Yes Beck I know! But you won't be there every single time he comes! You won't be there so save me! I'm used to it but now you have made it worse! It was already worse because last time we spoke I lost it with him, he was probably coming to discipline me anyways. You fucked it all up!"

I took deep breaths because I was so angry. He just looked at me then I softened.

Quietly I started

"Please get out of my car Beck, I'll see you in school on Monday"

He got out the car without a word, no kiss no nothing.

I sighed and drove off.

On the way home I blasted my music so loudly. I wasn't going home I would take a detour.

I drove for hours and I finally reached my destination.

Brighton beach.

When my mother first died we came here to scatter her ashes. Sad I know but she loved this beach, my dad told me her parents used to take her, so we felt it was fitting.

I missed her so much. I'd never seen any pictures. Dad refused.

It was so cold so I went and sat in a cafe nearby.

I ordered a green tea and sat down. My phone screen lit up, it was Maggie. A girl in my maths class. I ignored it and turned my phone off, I buried it in the bottom of my bag

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