California Girls, More Like Baltimore Boys,

Chapter 12: Angry Gaskarth

Sadly our kiss came to an end. It was interrupted by banging on the door. "They got us." Jack whispered pulling away. I laid a hand on his cheek wanting to lean in but couldn't do it. 

Especially with someone out the door. "Who is it?" I called. "Alex." He called back roughly. "He doesn't sound to happy." I said staring down at Jack's Jack Skellington tattoo. "C'mon, let's get out." He reached behind me and turned off the water. 

"What do you need Alex?" I asked. "I want to talk to you." He scoffed. "Give me a minute." 

Me and Jack quickly got dressed before exiting the bathroom. ( polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=110590553 ) I slid my glasses onto my face. Everything I was wearing with the exception of the glasses and dog tag, Flyzik bought me. 

I walked to the front lounge and slipped on my shoes. "You wanted to talk Alex?" I said. He stood from the stool and dragged me outside the bus. "Alex, it's f-freezing out here. We couldn't have ta-alked in the b-back?" I asked.

He looked up at me, grabbed my face and molested my mouth with his. I pulled away, it felt wrong. It felt too forced. In that moment any feelings I might have had for Alex went away.  "A-Alex? What a-are you doi-n-ng?" I cattered.

"Stella, I really like you. Please be mine." He asked. I stood there shocked, unable to speak. "I know we haven't known each other long but I really like you and I think we can make everything work. Please."

"I'm s-sorry, no." I answered. "What?" He nearly shouted. "It's Jack isn't it? You fucking like Jack!" This time he did shout. 

"A-alex can we please talk about this i-inside? I'm really cold." I asked. He pushed me back making me stumble a little. "I bet you've already had sex with him. Just now, in the shower." 

"What? A-Alex calm down. No one had s-sex. That's l-like saying me and-d you had sex in the sh-o-ower. " I replied. "Oh so that meant nothing to you huh? You fucking whore." 

Those words struck me hard. I stumbled back some again. It brought back some memories of 8th grade that I weren't too fond of. "A-Alex, please. You asked, and I said no. I w-want to g-go inside now." 

He shoved me back some more before slapping me so hard across the face I fell. I just looked up at him. Then I noticed how far away we had got from the bus. 

"You're a fucking slut." He kicked me down some more. "Fuck, Ale-x-x please, stop." 

He picked me up by my shirt and walked over to a bunch of mud in the nearby forest we had walked into and threw me into it. "A-Alex please! Stop!" I yelled. What the fuck is wrong with this kid. 

"You're going to go out with me, otherwise they're be more of this." He spit at me before walking away to the bus. I just laid there. Hoping the bus would leave without me. I couldn't go back like this. 

Eventually I ended up crying myself to sleep..