Scars of your love

Chapter 28

"What are we doing, Alex?" As much as I love this. I want us to be clear so there are no misunderstandings. Already this feelings for Alex are consuming me alive and if we move without getting everything sort out between us then it will crash as fast as we got together and it will end both of us in a bad shape.

The amusement in his eyes leaving behind the cold blue wintry eyes.

"I thought I have made it clear." He leans forward, resting his forearms on the table.

"It is anything but clear, Alex. I am confused." I mirror and move forward. He sighs and closes his eyes for a brief moment. When he opens them, there is a glint of some unknown emotion in his eyes.

"I like you, Tris. I have liked you from the very beginning and I want us to be together." His voice is firm but I know better, there is a quiver of emotion in his voice.

I melt in my seat. My chest bursts with the joy that is building within me. God, all those nights and days I spent and longed to hear those words. I just smile and that smile is enough to say what I feel. My eyes fall on his lips and I lean forward in my seat and touch my lips to his. The kiss is slow and passionate and most of all intimate as our lips are only part of us that are touching. Just tasting and exploring each other.

We break the kiss when the waitress approaches our table. We lean back in our seats, bearing a secret smile on our face, a smile that doesn't leave our face for a while. The redhead waitress once again tries to get the attention but he is oblivion to all her efforts. I pick a fry and eat it slowly while tearing into small pieces. I am over cloud nine, I truly am but still, there is a lingering doubt about who that brunette is? I can't just simply remove the picture of her hugging Alex and her in her PJ's in his house. I wish he would tell who she is without me asking him. I don't want to be that jealous girlfriend. But I can't have it all, can I?

"What is it?" He asks, clearly reading my mind.

"Who was brunette that was hanging around in your house on Sunday morning?" I blur out.

"You came to my place on Sunday?" His frowns at him.

"That isn't what I asked?"

"Answer me, Tris."

"Yes, I did. Happy? Now tell me who was that brunette with whom you were cozying up with?" Damn him. He makes me feel jealous type. I who am indifferent to everything, is jealous of a brunette. What is he doing to me? He is changing me. But I like it. I feel alive with him.

He laughs. I haven't expected this from him.

"Just answer me and I will answer any questions of your's. That's the reason why you were avoiding me?"

I remain silent, taking a sip of coke then and now. I look anywhere but at him. My eyes flicker his direction every few seconds But he doesn't seem to be affected by it, if more than anything he seems to be thoroughly enjoying this. He gets the answer from my silence.

"You seriously thought I was with Nicolette?" Yeah, now that bitch has an even better name- Nicolette- than mine.

"I don't want to talk to you."

"You did though I Nic was my girlfriend, didn't you?" He looks at my face for a second. I don't know what my face says but he gets his answer. "She is my sister, Tris. She stayed at my place last week."

Alex has a sister. Shit. I never thought that she can be his sister. How can it not? She clearly is killer perfect like him.

Stupid. Stupid. I am an idiot through and through.