Scars of your love

Chapter 19

Alex visibly freezes beside me, I am anguished to think that he will hate me after this night and that I can not talk to him ever.

I remove my face from his shoulder and slowly peek from my lashes to look at his face. I am taken back by the expression that has taken over his face. I can't say it is distaste. It is way more than that. Resentment. Hate. Loathe. Those are the words that can perfectly describe the expression on Alex face. Alex body is stiff and tensed like a cage tiger that is ready to prowl any moment.

"Motherfucker." Alex grunts and instantly jumps to his feet. Before I can even grasp what is going on. Alex is out of the sight. I sit that's in the desk, dirty and stinky alley, thinking how disgusted Alex must be to leave me here without a word or second glance in my direction.

I lay back resting my back on the wall. I have to pack a duffel bag and leave for Chicago immediately. Maybe I will be back for the rest later or maybe not. First I have to reach my apartment. I want to walk away from here and that the same time I couldn't care less if I have to spend my whole life here in this alley like a homeless person.

I am dragged away from my thoughts when I hear a familiar voice shouting.

"MATTEW!"

"MATTEW!"

After several attempts to stand on my wobbly legs, I finally stand moving cautiously out of the alley. I look to my right and then to my left. I see Alex back. He is running down the street and further away I can see a familiar handle.

Alex is running towards Mattew.

My stomach twists in fear at the thought of Alex approaching Mattew. My legs start moving their direction.

I open my mouth to shout Alex name but I can't hear anything above the sound of my feet slapping against the pavement and the sound of blood pounding in my ears can only be heard. Alex seems so far away from me. I stop and rest my hands on my hips and assess to see how far their. I am shocked to see Alex has reached Mattew and is conversing with him. I don't know what they are talking about. But from the looks of it, neither of them are happy so far.

What is Matt telling Alex? Is he blaming me for his drug addiction? Is telling Alex that I am the one who made him take that night?

The train of thoughts stops when I see Alex raise his arm and land a punch on Matt's jaw.

Fuck.

The sight makes me run again. This time I push my legs to move faster so I can reach them quicker so I can pull Alex away from him before he gets into trouble. I reach Alex who is crouched on the ground hitting Matt continuously. He is throwing punch after punch. Matt tried to do the same but fails miserably.

"Alex." Finally, I find my voice but Alex doesn't stop and it fuels him to hit Matt even harder.

I look around and nearly there is no one sight but that doesn't mean that college patrol will not be here within a few minutes.

I move even closer to them and start grabbing Alex arm to stop him, he simply shrugs my hand off.

"Alex. Stop!" I yell over the top of my lungs.

"You have to stop Alex. You can get arrested for this." I say desperately trying to pull him off Matt.

I grab his fist, making him stop from beating Matt to death.

"Alex. Please. Look at him. He is not worth it. Please, you have to stop."

I try to move him away from Matt but it is an impossible task without his cooperation. Finally, he budges and gets up.