Oh, Calamity (Alex Gaskarth/ ATL fan-fic)

If These Sheets Were The States

Alex's POV:

"Just shut up! I am so done with the sound of your voice!" She clenched her fists in the air in frustration.

"You're just sick of me telling you that you're wrong!" I shouted back.

"So what if I am?"

"Then why can't you just accept it?"

"You KNOW it's not that easy!"

"You're such a fucking liar, Marina!" I said. "YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING LIAR! You used to always say that you value your happiness more than your pride! Where the hell did that go, huh?"

"I'm a different person!"

"No you're not! You weren't last week!"

She scoffed. "Who are you to tell me what I am and what I'm not?"

"I spent every moment with you for a year!"

"Yeah? Well I grew up! I realized that you can't have happiness without pride!"

I felt anger completely engulf me. "FUCK YOU! YOU USED TO BE PERFECT! NOW YOU'RE NOTHING MORE THAN FACIST PIECE OF SHIT!"

"That's a lie and you know it!"

"FUCK YOU! I'M NOT APOLOGIZING THIS TIME! I FUCKING HATE YOU!" I walked out of the dressing room and slammed the door.

We were in Pennsylvania today, and she had already pissed me off. As soon as we left Baltimore, we couldn't stop bickering. Maybe it was to cover the feelings we had confessed in our night together, or just because that was an off day. But we hadn't been making up afterwards, and it was becoming a bit routine.

Yet, I couldn't get that kiss out of my head. Our lips barely touched, only for a millionth of a second, I still felt my entire body warm. She was still so beautiful. She was everything I'd ever wanted and more. Like I said when we were screaming, she used to be perfect. And I saw that perfect piece of her the other night. I'd do anything to see an emotion other than angry and frustration from her. Maybe, just maybe, I'd see a glance of her perfection again.

 I walked onto the bus, hoping it would be empty so I could cool off. Unfortunately, it wasn't. Rian was sitting at the table, reading a paper.

"Alex, don't tell me you guys fought again." He didn't even have to look up to vibe it from me.

Why did he feel the need to ask me that? I debated my answer in my head, while clenching my fists in anger. "It's none of your buisness!"

"Uh, it kind of is my buisness, seeing as how you brought it in here." He gave me a smart ass answer.

"Where the hell am I supposed to leave it?" I yelled at him.

"Wherever it started! Now stop being such a snappy bitch and get over it!"

I bit my tounge, but decided to let go. "FUCK OFF!"

"This is fucking exhausting, Alex! You two get into these ridiculous arguments and it pisses everyone else off! This needs to stop!"

"YOU DON'T THINK I'M FUCKING TRYING? NO, RIAN, YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU AND CASS ARE SHITS AND GIGGLES AND BUTTERFLIES AND RAINBOWS ALL THE TIME! YOU JUST DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND!"

"What is there to understand?" He asked in pure anger. "You two just try to get under each other's skin, for what? For pride? Are you telling me that both of you are selfish enough to put everyone through this for pride?"

Those words, they hit me in a different way. For once, it wasn't just her against me. It was us against everyone else. We, together, were dragging them in the dirt. And all they could do was watch us burn. The sudden guilt silenced me.