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                        ALFIE

"Alfie! Help me, please." I heard my sisters pleas from over the phone. It took me less than two seconds before I was out the door and running back towards my house. My sister's voice was running through my head, the same words over and over. What happened to her?

As I reached my road and the house came into view, the adrenaline kicked in and, I sprinted even faster than I thought I humanly could. As soon as I reached the front door and saw that it had been left open my heart went even faster than it previously was. I ran in and snapped my head from left to right as I ran looking for Poppy. I reached her bedroom and opened the door. I looked in to see my older sister cowering in the corner. I raced to her side and held her in my arms.

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"What happened Poppy?" I whispered into her hair and she sobbed in my arms.

"Scott" Was the only thing she managed to cry out. Anger coursed throughout me but I stayed with her in my arms, knowing my comforting presence was what she needed, not my angry presence.

"Alfie! What the fuck!?" Marcus looked at me like I had just killed him. I only kneed him in the balls. The boy deserved worse.

"Alfie look, I'm sorry man. I thought we were alright now?" Scott coughed from the floor before half pushing himself up from the floor. Marcus got him up the rest of the way before Scoot took a step towards me.

"You stay the fuck away from me! And Zoe and all of my family and friends! Get out of here now or I swear to God I will actually kill you!" I snarled at the bastard standing in front of me. How dare he even show his face after the last time I seen him.

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After a few minutes of Poppy sobbing in my arms she got up and went onto her bed. She had a bleeding lip and I got a damp cloth for her from her bathroom. Poppy must have been tired as she fell asleep not too soon after. I went downstairs to see if there was anyone here as the door was open when I first got here. I had already checked up stairs and the living room, there was no-one there. I walked into the kitchen and didn't see anyone for a start. I heard faint sobs but I couldn't see anyone and I knew Poppy was asleep. I walked around and saw Scott sitting behind the counter. 

"It was you!? You did that to her!?" I shouted at the boy.

He nodded as he cried, I didn't give a shit if he felt bad or was crying, he just hurt my sister. I already didn't like him and his violence towards her made me feel murderous towards him. I bent down to his level and took him by the shirt of his collar before pulling him up to his feet.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" He couldn't even meet me eyes as he rubbed his. He couldn't even say anything as he just stared at the floor. "I said the the fuck is wrong with you!? Why the fuck do you think that is okay? What the hell did she even do!? Nothing that deserved that!!" I screamed again.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry." He cried. He sunk to the floor again and buried his head in his arms.

"Look, you fucking better go and never come back. I never want to see or even hear of you again and neither does any of my family! You need to get yourself together and fucking realize you don't deserve her or anyone for that matter! You fucking hurt her and you are lucky as fuck that I'm not doing so much worse than what I want to." Scott stood from the floor and slowly looked at me. He nodded slightly before turning around an heading for the door. "Hold on a second prick." His head turned around and I gave every ounce of power inside of me into punching him. He fell to the floor of the kitchen as he clutched at his nose. I'm pretty sure I broke it but he deserved so much worse. He didn't say a word or even attempt at fighting back or doing anything as he went out of the house.

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"Look Alfie, I've sorted myself out. I'm here to see if you can get me in touch with Poppy again. I want to apologize, I want to make things right. I feel terrible about before and I never got the chance to speak to her again." Scott asked calmly as he backed away from me.

"What I said and did before and what I'm saying and doing now makes it perfectly clear how I feel about you. If Poppy wanted to fucking see you she would and you know that! It took her months to get past what you did to her! She still can't tell me what happened that day but all I know is that you hit her and that is not fucking okay!" I couldn't stop myself from shouting. It's like every inch of my body was dialed on rage.

"You broke my nose!" He said in disbelief.

"I will gladly do it again if you don't get the fuck out of here in the next ten seconds." I snarled at him as I took a step towards him angrily.

He seemed to understand that I was just getting angrier at him instead of getting calmer as he sighed in defeat and headed towards the door. Marcus and Zoe continued to stand in their places as I stormed through the flat and ended up punching a hole in my bedroom wall out of anger. I felt no pain in my hand as the memories of that day flashed in my mind.

"Alfie? Alfie, can I come in? Are you okay?" I heard Zoe's small, sweet, feminine voice on the other side of the door and sunk the floor as I felt warm tears roll down my cheek. The door slowly creaked open and Zoe's eyes landed on me before she walked over and sat down beside me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked me. I shook my head before I looked at the stunning girl sitting beside me. Her eyes met mine and I wrapped my arms around her frail body as I moved her onto my knee. My hands ended up on the back of her neck as hers landed on my chest. I hugged her tightly to my chest before letting her sit back and kissing her lightly on her plump, pink lips. Another tear rolled down my cheek and Zoe wiped it off of my face before kissing the place where it previously was. I felt defeated and worn out just from the anger towards to Scott and all the many mixed feeling of seeing my sister so broken and vulnerable.

"Thank you Zoe" I whispered to her.

She kissed me lightly on my lips, the fireworks set off just like the first time I kissed her. I felt slightly better at the thought of her with me and when she pulled her lips away from mine she rested her forehead against mine.

"You're welcome."

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