Bad Boy Gone Good [Completed]

Get Out

A/N: pic of Emi to dah side :) 

[the saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from strangers, it comes from your loves ones]

Alex

The door bell rang.

"coming!" I yelled. My flip flops slapped the floor tiles as I went to the door. Cassy must've realized Cassidy was missing her rag. "Cass, I would've dropped it off for y-" I stopped mid-sentence. The person who stood in front of me was definitely not Cassy.

It was Blake.

"what do you want Blake?" My voice sick with malice. I was unintentionally loud. every emotion that i stuffed down was slowly boiling over inside. i felt sick. physically sick and emotionally sick. all it was all because of this mother fucking asshole standing infront of me.

"Alex, I'm sorry baby, I really am, it wasn't  my fault, she came onto me! You have to believe me!" He went on babbling. He has to be some dipshit to think I'll fall for that. He tried to hold my hand but I pulled away.

"don't touch me" I said "don't you dare touch me." His face went from apologetic to downright furious. I pushed the door close but his hand prevented it.

" now listen here Alex, i want you back and I will get what I want!" He pushed the door open, speaking louder.

"you're so pathetic, you know that, you're like a lovesick puppy in the rain, you and your friend Emi, I still have the mercy in me to want you back" he then chose to continue. "I'm the only man that wants you and you don't even have any compassion to return the favor"

I was completely dumbfounded by his words, my anger quickly turned into tears, I hate this. He kept on rambling on insults which made more tears flow.

"get out of my house" I said it slowly and almost lethally. He looked at me, the horrendous smirk was erased when he held a murderous glint in his eyes. His hand raised, I already knew what he was going to do.

I couldn't move, my limbs were not responding to me. So I closed my eyes not wanting to bear the intensity of the hit. Except it didn't come.

I opened my eyes to see Blake's wrist held firmly in place by another hand. I looked up to see Montegro's eyes devilishly dark but his outer expression was placid. Montegro knew how to look serene and menacingly terrifying at the same time.

He towered over Blake. He was admittedly stronger and overpowering than him. He released his death grip on Blake's hand and pulled me close to his chest. Blake looked between both of us and scoffed.

"so this is it Alex?" He gaze ran from Montegro to me.

"what?" My lips felt heavy as the words venomously came out. I was confused. "you know what I don't care, whatever you have to say I don't want to hear it, why don't you go and talk to that thing you were humping a week before our anniversary!" I yelled out. The tears falling like drops of rain.

Blake's lips were a tight line as he gritted his teeth and spun on his heel, walking to the door;opening it harshly and  slammed it shut. After he left, I crumbled to the floor holding my head in my hands, the sobs shook my body, with Montegro actually cradling me. He was drawing circles on my back trying to soothe me. I gripped his shirt and buried my head in it. His cologne wafted onto me like a calm breeze. God i could sleep away in his arms right now.......

"thank you..." Was all my voice could muster. it was thick and dry. He nodded and lifted me of the ground and carried me up the stairs. He opened my room door and placed me on the bed. He pulled my hair out of my face and just stared at me for a few minutes before  saying goodnight. i missed his comfort as soon as he exited my room. i slammed my head into my pillow. the tears dried on my face, leaving glue like trails. blake was the wrong one in this equation, no, it was both of us. even though he cheated on me, i shouldve seen it. i shouldve acted when the fights got intense, when he threw insults left, right and center. i shouldve acted when he grew overly suspicious of me. i wasnt the type to cheat. no, i was the type that waited for that one true person who stepped into my life. i know, naive right? but it was better than going around testing each and every character that jumped my way. i couldve because theyre were a lot of chances for me but i didnt. 

I'm suppose to help to change him but maybe he'll help to reform me.... Are the words that resonated in my mind. In just little gestures he eased the pain. The physical ache present everywhere in my body and the emotional pain which shrouded my heart and senses. A sick lump in my throat developed.  My eyes were closed but I felt his presence in the room, I didn't bother to open them. I breathed in and out periodically until I fell asleep.

Montegro

Now I see why she's so reserved.

No.

She wasn't reserved.

She was in endless pain. Inexpressible pain. I was certainly not one for this. The girls who asked for it never came back for seconds. And if they did, I never allowed them. But this woman, something about her....I can't put my finger on it exactly. But there's something. 

That little dipshit nearly slapped her. I may not seem like it but I never hit a woman. I find it revolting, no woman should ever be hit. He was the pathetic one, he couldn't see she wanted nothing to do with him. my hands were so tightly fisted that my knuckes were ghostly white. 

I saw her serious. I saw her happy. I saw her angry. Now I saw her broken. She didn't deserves this. No one deserved what had happened to her. Her small body fit perfectly into my frame as she crumbled to the floor. All I wanted to do was sit on the ground all might with her, comforting her.

That little cock spinner is lucky I'm on probation. He's so damn lucky. Any other day and I would've killed him. Then I stopped and asked myself 'why am I doing this for this woman? what power does she have over me?' I shook my head. Do I see her as a sister?

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The definite answer

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No.

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Then what is it?