Mind the Code: The Problem with Revenge

...You're Worth the Whole Damn Bunch

Hey guys. Here is another chapter. I think I may be back in the writing game, so cut me some slack if it's trash. 

Love all of you!

- cilla 

I woke up the next morning feeling a little nauseous, but that was expected. Mel, the expert, always told me to slow with wine, as the hangover is worse because of the sugar content. Obviously I didn't listen, because there I was, groggy with a headache, wishing I could vomit, but not quite nauseous enough to do so while Alex laid there silent and peaceful in his sleep. He even slept through my alarm.

Looking at him, so sweet and so sleepy, it made me smile. This eighteen year old boy, who looked like a man, took care of himself like a man, but slept like a child, he truly warmed my heart. Then, like magic, I remembered the words he said to me the night before while in my intoxicated state and it made my heart flutter. I loved that I meant so much to him. I loved that he looked at me the way he did. I loved that he slept next to me when I needed him.

 I scooted out of bed and showered, throwing my damp hair up in a bun and getting dressed, I went to wake up DJ.

While I was getting breakfast ready for DJ, Alex came down with his messy hair and his clothes from before all wrinkled. My brother ran to him and gave him a quick hug, then ran back to the table, waiting for me to serve him.

"Morning children." Alex said, sliding beside me without making any move to hug or kiss me.

"Hey," was all I said as I slid the bowl of Cheerios to DJ. 

Alex was looking at me. I felt it, too, and I did not want to catch him. There was this overwhelming feeling I could not pinpoint as he stood there like Alex did, leaning on the table with his arms crossed, eyes glued to me. I think I was embarrassed. I think I was also excited. Maybe even a little happy, too. Regardless, he was there, and I knew I needed to look at him.

"Did you want something to eat?" I asked him.

"I'll have some cereal, too." He said, pushing off the counter to face me.

"Okay, go ahead." Backing off from the table, I watched him watch me and he chuckled.

"I guess that means you expect me to make it myself," he said, to which I nodded in agreement.

We ate breakfast together, and when I took DJ to school, he went home to get showered and dressed. He met me at the parking lot at school. I was with Mel and Jennifer when he parked his truck smoothly. Naturally I excused myself from my friends as they laughed in suggestive and obnoxious ways, "Oh Ava, I see you." They said as I walked over to him, rolling my eyes.

I hopped into the passenger's side and startled him. He took a look at me and grinned. A grin that went somewhere all over my body. Something that made me want him. He looked so happy to see me.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I said back.

He leaned over and kissed my lips. Not just a peck, but a kiss that made me feel as if he had been wanting to kiss me for a long time. I didn't hesitate to kiss him back. We sat there, his hands in my hair, kissing and kissing, but I wanted his hands on me. I wanted to feel his attraction to me.

He made no move, and it had me a little frustrated.

"Alright, Princess," he began, "Time to go to class," he said as he finally pulled away, pecking my lips one more time.