Bad Habits [NOT COMPLETED]

Chapter Eleven

Sandra and Blake were mumbling words that I rather not care about as I entered the room with bare footsteps. Softly hugging the wooden floor that lay beneath me. My arm reached out to clutch the side wall as I waited for one of them to notice me. Letting out a staged cough that was intentional, I glared at Blake through my long dark lashes. Warning him to stop whatever he was planning on doing next.

When my appearance had eventually been noted, Sandra got up to hug me. Wrapping her toned arms around my neck as she embraced me. "I've missed you" she squealed gently as she pulled back from her actions. Pretending like nothing ever happened in the kitchen. Only moments before.

Nodding in return, I sat my butt in between her and Blake. My shorts, slightly raising at the hips. Curling my knees to my chest, I rested my weight against Blake's. Doing this he wrapped his toned, olive skinned arm around my body. Safely securing me from anything that could hurt me.

Sandra's voice continued to rip through the unspoken silence of the room. I could tell Blake was getting annoyed at this, as he kept turning up the volume of the television. When the volume has reached its limit, Blake abruptly got up and told Sandra without hesitation to shut up or leave.

Hatred oozing from his lips. Like sweet poison from an apple.

Knuckles clenched so tightly, the white of his skin had began to make an appearance.

My eyes slightly widened at his comment as he seemed like someone who never got mad.

Guess I was wrong..

Sandra, flicking her golden locks behind her shoulder, placed one hand on Blake's arm. Snapping his arm away from her, she finally gave up and rolled her eyes. Turning her hourglass body away from us, she swayed her hips as she dramatically made her exit.

"Do I want to know?"

"Shut the fuck up Ella. You're just as annoying as she is" Blake's voice, harsh and cold bit into my sweetness. " You know, I don't even know why I bother with you" he spat like fire.

He felt like a different person. Maybe the demon did possess his body last night or maybe. I didn't know Blake as well as I thought.

Getting up without any warning, I grabbed my phone and stormed out of the sitting room. Slightly provoked and slightly hurt.

"Where you going" his voice asked. This time with more sweetness within it. Sweet enough to poison the foolish girl. Just like Snow White and the Evil Queen. "Anywhere away from you" I stabbed back.

Without a word more or a word less, Blake's face went almost a shade darker with anger. Rouge entering his cheeks. Polluting his veins. Making him either embarrassed or angered. Either way I didn't care exactly.

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Plunging my body down upon the cozy brown beanbag shaped couch within the cafe that I worked in on weekdays, I was greeted with an unwanted amount of time.

My brain ached and longed for questions to be answered. Theories to be solved and Blake.

Blake to be nicer. The boy I once knew.

Letting out a defeated sigh, I was simultaneously greeted by Violet. One of my friends here at work. Looking up, I gazed at her friendly appearance before speaking up. "Hey Violet" I smiled best as I could. "Hey Sandra, what can I get you" she took out a notepad and pen. Ready to take note of my decision.

"Vodka" I joked, sounding deeply saddened. She scoffed before laughing. "I'll join you in on that one."

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Her voice was the only comforting thing that eased my worries that happened to surface that day. Replaced my doubt and welcomed new hope and second chances.

*"Are you not at least going to give him the benefit of the doubt." she questioned as she sat beside me. "I give people the benefit of the doubt. I have given a lot of people, a lot of benefit." I argued back. Not so willing to forgive Blake's actions since he came back from Australia.

"Honestly, I thought I knew him, like.." I choked out. Tears ready to pour out any moment now. Like seconds before an angry volcano erupts. Sending chaos and havoc in all directions.

That's how I felt. Like a volcano. Not an angry one, but a saddened one.

"We never really know someone truly". Her words, touched and blessed with wisdom. I knew she was right but I didn't want to admit it.

"Hm" I let a sigh out through my nose. Warming my cold lips that were watered sufficiently by tears.

"Do you think he could be done with having a relationship?"

I nodded my head unwillingly to her questions before my face contorted into a painful expression. My lips flattened as my eyes were squeezed tightly. Lines now forming on my face that wouldn't be seen normally. My face boiled as I let the sadness build up within me. Shaking silently in the gently noise of the coffee shop.

I was dominated by a profound sadness. Fatigue engraved on my worn out face of emotions.

Violets arms wrapped around me. Comforting my ache that stabbed my heart and stopped my breathing.

I am only a shell of the person I was when I was with Blake.

Where there was the love, the light, the laughter is now an aching hollowness.

Blake. The person I thought I knew.

Once. No longer anymore.

A/N

Well. Um Hi?

Not sure about this chapter either.

*Quote from Teen Wolf.
What's your thoughts on this chapter and what's up with Blake?