Cuts and Bruises (ON HOLD)

Chapter Fourteen: The Perks of Being a... Fighter?

Blaze, Ash, and Iris all said they were going out to let me have my moment. I guess I needed it. I breathed slowly until I stopped laughing. I really shouldn't have done that. When I stopped laughing, I got depressed. I knew Friday would be here soon and I was worried.

I was worried about Brooke, and my brother, but most of all, for some reason, Blaze. I had a terrible feeling in my stomach about what was going to happen. Ash and Iris poked their heads through my door, interrupting my thoughts.

"Hey, calmed down yet?" Ash asked. I nodded and waved them inside. I smiled when Blaze came in and sat some chocolates down next to me.

"Happy early Valentine's Day, babe," He said as he kissed my cheek. Ash made a gagging sound as she stuck out her tongue.

"How about we watch a movie?" Iris suggests.

"I just got The Perks of Being a Wallflower. We should watch that," I say. Everyone nods and Blaze takes my hand as we all go downstairs. Ash scowled as she passed Wendy's room; she'd been out last night and was stretched out on her bed. I could smell the alcohol from my room, all the way down the hall. It disgusted me, and obviously Ash as well. 

Blaze smiled at me and led me into the kitchen.

"Popcorn?" he asked loudly so Ash and Iris could hear as well.

"Yeah!" they both replied. He reached up to the cabinet and opened the door. Yes, he had to stand on his toes. His shirt lifted up and I pulled it back down for him. I jumped onto the counter and sat next to the microwave, swinging my legs.

"You know you've been to a person's house too much when you know where the popcorn button on their microwave is," Blaze said to me as he rolled his eyes. I laughed and stuck out my tongue as he put the popcorn in the microwave. I could hear Ash and Iris moving around in the living room.

"Looking for the movie?" I called.

"I think we found it!" Ash calls back. I nodded, then realized they couldn't see me.

"Good!" I smiled at Blaze as he absentmindedly ran his fingers through his messy hair. He rubbed the back of his neck as he stared at the microwave. I put my hand on his cheek.

"What's wrong?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Tell me, babe. I know something's wrong." He sighed but looked at me and put his hand over mine.

"I'm just worried I guess. With the fight and all. I don't trust that kid. He's up to something, and I absolutely hate it." His mouth opened again but the ring of the microwave interrupted his thoughts. He smiled as he took me by the waist and lifted me off the counter.

I walked to the couch and sat down next to Blaze with the popcorn he wanted to share. Iris and Ash awed as he took my hand. I rolled my eyes.

"Turn on the movie,"  I said. They laughed and Ash grabbed the remote. Logan Lerman came up on the screen and began talking and I already loved the movie. Well, I loved it before I even watched it because it had Emma Watson and, I mean, it's like it was made for me. I needed to know the perks of being a wallflower. I wasn't finding too many.

"Either you call me Patrick, or you call me nothing. "Alright, nothing.'" I laughed as the boy in one of the first scenes sat down. Sounds like my math teacher...  I thought.

I snuggled a bit closer into Blaze's side as I sat down the popcorn. I smiled as he wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead. I listened as Patrick and Sam, two of the main characters, danced to a song I knew at their prom. I sang along to the song Come On, Eileen by Dexy's. I liked them pretty good, mainly because they're British and you can barely understand what they say.

Sam climbed into the back of Patrick's truck as Heroes by David Bowie played through his radio.

"I feel infinite," Charlie says. I close my eyes and smile as I pretend to be Sam, feeling the breeze and seeing the lights of the tunnel. Blaze pulls me closer to him.

The movie gets to a part where they exchange Christmas gifts and Patrick gets up to tell about who he thinks gave him his gift. I smile, knowing it will have to be hilarious.

I really liked Patrick. He was never serious, and he loved rock music. He might have been gay, but what does that matter?

Patrick begins talking. He describes his gift and says, "This gift is so gay that I think I must've given it to myself." We all laughed before he could say his "secret Santa" was Charlie. I got up to get something to drink and Blaze followed me. He put his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek.

"Are you ticklish?" He asks. I shake my head. He gasps.

"Alex Danielle, you have to be ticklish." I laugh.

"Well, I'm not," I reply as I pour our drinks. He tries to tickle me and I don't react. He pouts as he takes his drink and goes back into the living room.

We all loved the rest of the movie. I loved Charlie and Patrick and Sam and Mary Elizabeth and Alice and I wanted them to come live with me.

"I'll be quoting that movie forever," Ash says and we all nod. I laughed, remembering parts of the movie that I would definitely say to someone.

"It's so terrible, I fantasize that one of us is dying of cancer," was probably my favorite part. Charlie was saying it about his first relationship. Blaze kisses my forehead before he waves to Ash and Iris and leaves at around 10:30. It was 11 before we ever settled down. I walked to the kitchen counter and picked up my buzzing phone. It was Thursday night and I knew there could only be one person calling me.

"Hey Blaze," I said as I picked up the phone.

"Hey babe, I was wondering if I could come back over. I don't want to go home and I want to spend some time with you before... tomorrow." I knew he was referring to the fight.

"Of course you can," I replied and he said I love you before hanging up the phone.

"Hey guys, Blaze is coming back over," I told Ash and Iris. They both nodded and laid down on my couches. The doorbell rang and I got up to open the door for Blaze.

"Hey Bl-" I stopped myself and stood in front of the door, surprised and shocked.

"Hi darling."

I shook my head, still not believing what I was seeing. He smiled and waved his hand in front of my face.

"Hi darling." He said again.

"Hi... dad."