Falling for the Good Boy *Editing*

Chapter 11

Alek's hand was still cupped around my neck when Blake stormed up behind him.

"Raelene?" Blake glared at Alek, but then he stared at me, concern evident on his features. 

"Blake, this is Alek Bakalov. Alek, this is Blake Hemingway." I stared at Blake, gauging his reactionHis hand clenched into a fist and his arm began to pull back, but I coughed and he looked at me before dropping his still clenched fist back to his side.

Alek turned slowly to face Blake, his hand never once losing contact with my neck. Just like it did in the past, my skin was burning painfully at his touch.

"You her rebound or something?" I stared between the two of them, knowing how Alek feigned tranquility but would snap at any moment at another guy being so protective over me. The irony.

"Nope. That was my brother," Blake retorted.

Ouch. That comment actually hurt because I truly did care about his brother. I may not have loved James, but I still wanted him to be happy.

Alek looked at me. "You screw that guy, too?" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Blake pull his arm back, but with one glance from me, he ran it through his hair instead.

"No," I answered.

"You kiss him even?"

"No."

Alek moved his other hand to my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Then I'm the only one you've ever kissed. I want to keep it that way." Then he pressed his lips to mine again, and I squirmed out of his reach but old habits die hard, I guess. 

"I was actually about to go to bed, could we talk tomorrow?" I whispered to Alek.

Alek winked at me and then crawled onto his motorcycle and sped off, not even bothering with a helmet.

Blake stared at me, mouth agape. "Raelene?" 

I threw my hands up in defense, turned my back on Blake and walked into the living room to sit on the couch, leaving Blake to follow me. I put my head in my hands and took a deep breath.

"I didn't think I was ever gonna see him again. I don't know why he's here." I wanted to cry, scream and fall into a hole in the earth to have it swallow me up for eternity.

I felt the couch dip under Blake's weight as he sat by me. "You didn't really fight him a whole lot," he stated.

I squeezed my eyes shut, then looked up at Blake. "I don't know why I didn't! I don't know why I didn't let you hit him! I don't know why I do or say the things I do when it comes to Alek!"

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When I woke up, I remembered Alek's surprise arrival and I knew he'd show up sometime today so we could talk. At about 11 o'clock that night, the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs, jumping off of the last 3 steps and opened it to find Alek with a leech on his neck. Not the bug leech that you find in water, but something much worse. 

"Don't you have a boyfriend, Jasmine?" I asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

Jasmine opened her eyes just to roll them at me. "The one that got bored with you? Yeah, but he's so clingy sometimes." I desperately wanted James to show up so he could hear her words, and for once, fate was on my side.

"Jaz?" I heard James' familiar voice and my heart lurched as I recognized the desperate tone he was speaking with. Jasmine's eyes got wide and she pushed herself off of Alek and ran down to the blond, who stared at the back of Alek's head like he was trying to bore holes into it.