There is a sudden silence.
Everyone looks in the direction from where they heard the scream from. They all look at me. My eyes start to water up and I can see Alex running towards me in the distance. His figure is blurred.
He instantly goes for Evan and tries to swing a punch at him and succeeds. I look up towards Evan and blood is gushing out next to his lip. Alex then grabs his collar.
"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU EVEN GO NEAR HER? I WILL RIP YOU TO SHREDS AND BEAT YOU UNTIL YOU'RE BLACK AND BLUE TO THE EXTENT WHERE PLASTIC SURGERY WILL BE UNSUCCESSFUL BECAUSE YOUR DISGUSTING FACE WILL BE TOO DECONSTRUCTED TO EVEN TRY AND AMMEND, YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD" Alex screams at Evan at the top of his lungs.
"THATS ENOUGH ALEX" Chris shouts. "I'm well aware that you have organised this but that gives you NO right to talk to my son in that. Period. And how dare YOU use such vile language in front of young children? I suggest you leave immediately before I call the police" Chris warns Alex.
I remain on the floor, my knees bleeding so much that it is so agonising.
Alex suddenly remembers that I'm on the floor and instantly kneels down towards me. He wraps his arm around me and I sob away.
"Princess I am so sorry" he says in a calm tone. "Are you okay? Your knees look pretty bad" he asks worriedly. The look on his face melts my heart and I cry even harder. I don't say a word because I do not have the words. "Sophia, please don't cry, it's fine, you are fine" he tries to console me. Turns out he's not a pretty good liar either because it's clearly not fine. My knees are killing. "Come on, I'll get you to the car and I'll help you with your injuries" he tells me.
He puts my arm around his shoulder for support and helps me stand up. I'm limping because my knees are in such pain that I can't even walk properly. It takes us a while to get back to the car because we go slowly. Once we get to the car Alex places me in the passengers seat and runs to get the first aid box from the back.
He comes back and from there, he attends to my knees, applying disinfectant and bandaging them. The disinfectant stings at first and I wince. Alex looks at me and almost apologises with his eyes.
He helps me turn to the front and shuts the door. He goes to the drivers side and sits inside and throws the first aid box in the back seat. I look at him and he looks at me. We stare into each other's eyes and from that moment, something rushed through me. The sudden urge.
He makes me feel special with the way he looks at me, the way he addresses me, the way he pulls my leg when he's in the right mood. He's just-just Alex.
I need to tell him everything.
I find courage out of nowhere and utter my first words since being injured.
"Alex I need to tell you something".
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Fragile: Must Handle With Care
Teen FictionSophia Collins isn't exactly an extrovert. She is a calm, introvert with a dark secret that could potentially kill her in the near future; she is physically abused by her roommate. And the worst part? She can't do anything about it since she is fa...
