Falling for the bad girl✔️

Go get me more beer

{UPDATED}

Cameron's POV*

I push everyone out of the way, seeing what was on that locker made me sick, Alice didn't deserve this. "Who's responsible for this?!" I said punching the locker.

"Blake" some chick said.

I stormed down the hall to see Blake's body lying on the ground.

Did she do this?

I knelt down to Blake's level. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" I screamed at him.

He coughed "if you've come here to beat me up.. she's already done that for you".

That's my girl. I don't know why but I haven't stopped thinking about Alice since i've seen her.

"That wasn't what I asked, why did you do it" I grabbed him by the shirt.

"Hey dude, chill, it's not my fault she wanted me before you" he smirked, I couldn't take this anymore, I punched him over and over until my knuckles were numb, by then he was unconscious.

I made it my job to clean off her locker, I headed to the janitors closet and grabbed the bleach and a towel.

*ding ding*

The bell rang, making this situation a whole lot better now knowing people won't stare at me cleaning a locker. Anyway.

Once I finished that I decided to head home, I climbed into my car and started driving home.

I entered the house instantly getting a whiff of my dads alcohol, I looked into the living room to see him surrounded by tequila bottles, a little background information about my dad.

John Ross, 44 year old man, who started drinking after my mother left 15 years ago, as you can tell he didn't take it well.

I crept up to my room sliding my shirt off and taping my knuckles, after that I immediately started hitting the punching bag.

I lost concentration when a beer bottle got thrown my way...

Fuck

"Your the reason your mother left" dad slurred out "Go get me more alcohol" he demanded

I threw on a shirt and headed out the door.

Fuck him, honestly I'm not the one that fucked another woman. Douchebag.

Once I got to the shops I headed to the alcohol section grabbing a 6 pack of beer, heading to the checkout is the hardest because they ask for your ID.

"ID" the cashier said I pulled it out. "Mm right" he bagged them and I went on my jolly way back home. I pulled up in the driveway noticing my dads car not here.

Thank fuck he's gone.

I walk into the kitchen placing the bottle on the counter.

I'll throw a fucking party

I smile to myself as I take out my phone messaging a few people.

'Party at mine 9:30 tell people.'

I went down to the basement to grab some more alcohol. I pulled out some food as well as my speakers.

I decided to have a shower before everyone arrived because I smelt like alcohol and sweat.

Climbing into the shower I couldn't stop thinking about Alice, she's so badass and beautiful, her hair, her eyes, everything.

I finished washing off and climbed out, as I wrapped a towel around my waist I noticed my 'guy' standing.

Didn't mean to think about her that much

After all that, I changed into some black jeans and a grey shirt, about 1 hour later I heard the doorbell ring.

I headed downstairs, opened the door and the party had started.