Alexa and Tyler have been having some issues. Her, with her anxienty and depression due to the past events, while Tyler is having a hard time adjusting, having her in his life again. The story is written in Tyler's p.o.v.
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A couple nights back, we slept together. No words needed. Her eyes said it all and I gladly obliged. The night felt long but wasn't as long as her lustful gaze which burned through til morning came. Yet, instead of feeling content, she was mad. Agitated even, about the whole thing. We ignored each other for the next few days. Her, with work and school, and me sleeping around trying to get my head clear.
Again and again, we would fight. And again and again, we would make up. She kept blaming me on how our relationship was turning out and in return, I would go on say that it was her fault instead. How she was overly sensitive and insecure about everything. Items would be thrown around, doors slamming shut and screaming in each other's throats. I could feel my own mind turning upside down. Trying to understand what she wanted and how I could give it to her.
Time passed and our relationship strained on. At times, I thought of ending it but the thought of leaving her again, pained me. But the more we stayed together, the more crazy I felt. Whenever she was away, I would hook up with some other chicks to pass the time. Days became weeks, and weeks became months. Again, I thought of just ending it with her.
I wasn't as so much careful with my 'habits' and soon, she found out about my foolery. Shortly after that, she more or less kept an eye on me. We would still meet in bed often then she would disappear for days after that and I, would go on and return to do my habit. Til, one night as I was smoking up on the veranda at 1am, did I realized how I truly felt for her. And that my habits were the clouds that blurred my judgement.
A part of me regretted my actions of not caring more about her. I knew she was having a hard time and I should have cared more. Instead, I took advantage of the second chance she gave me. I don't know how long I'll have with her and how far we would go; or how many more fights and disagreements we would have, but I sincerely hope we'll be together til the end of time.
I picked up my guitar, a pen and paper and began to write.
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What Do You Want From Me? (WDYWFM - SongFic)
Short StoryBased on the song, WDYWFM by The Neighbourhood... What if Aexa had stayed on and reconciled with her first love? Would things turned out differently for the better? Maybe yes, maybe not. Who knows?
