When the unexpected became the inevitable

Chapter 33

-April

"Do you have any alcohol in this house?" Chris asks.         

 "I don't know ask Alex." I say and walk over to the sofa where Easton and Cassidy are.  

"I love your pyjamas April." Easton laughs as he tugs on the sleeve of my turtle pyjama top. I sit on Cassidy's lap and flip him off.        

"How does it feel being 25?" Cassidy asks, wrapping her arms around my waist so I don't crush her legs.     

"It feels normal" I say.           

"When I turned 25 I was at the club for hours on end." Chris says while walking over to us and sitting next to Easton.            

 "How does it feel knowing that you're not 25 anymore but almost 30!" I joke. Chris narrows his eyes at me and says, 

"You can only make that joke with Xander. I'm still 27." Me and Cassidy roll our eyes and laugh.

"Where is my brother anyway?" Easton asks.     

"Picking up the pizza." I reply.

"Wait. A. Second." Chris says slowly and puts his hands on his thighs. "Why are you sitting on Cassidy's lap?" He asks me. I look at her and smile and say,

 "Why not?"                                                    

 "Chris feel free to take a seat." Easton says while tapping his thigh which makes me and Cassidy laugh. Chris looks at him in disgust and shakes his head.

The door opens and we all turn around and see Alex holding a bag and the boxes of pizza. His nose slightly red because of the coldness and he has his cute little glasses on.        

 "Tell me you got alcohol please!" Chris asks, looking hopeful.     

 "Tequila for us and apple juice for April." Alex says and Chris punches fists in the air.   

"Isn't tequila a little intense for movie night?" Cassidy asks Alex.       

"I make the best cocktails." He replies and she nods.

"So what movie are we thinking?" Alex says from the kitchen.               

 "Let's do comedy." Chris suggests, I shrug at him and he takes the remote and looks for a comedy movie. Alex joins us and places 4 glasses of his magic cocktail and one glass of apple juice for me. He sits down and gently pulls me off Cassidy's lap.

  "Hey! She's mine!" Cassidy exclaims.   

 "Not anymore." Alex smirks.       

"We're watching The Hangover." Chris states and turns it on.

Throughout the movie we all feel a little bit restless. Cass, East, Chris and Alex have had 3 cocktails while I've been sipping my apple juice. Cassidy ends up sitting on the floor and Chris falls asleep on Easton's shoulder, who's also sleeping. Cassidy found it funny so she took a picture and sent it to all of us. I lay down and rest my head on Alex's lap and my legs on Easton's. I tap Cassidy's head and realise she's also asleep. My eye's slowly start to feel heavy, so I give in and close them completely.   

I feel myself being carried. I start touching to feel who's carrying me then I recognise the feeling of Alex's arms and relax. I'm not fully asleep but I don't want to open my eyes. I feel him put me down onto the bed and take my watch off. How considerate. I hear him walk and close the door. Except his footsteps are still in the room. The bed sinks a little on the left hand side and I realise he's getting in bed. I press my eyes shut harder but I can't ignore that he's in the same bed as me. He doesn't try to touch me but I can't help but remember. 

I thought he came into my room to comfort me. I made a mistake even trusting him. I thought he was going to hug me but he didn't. His hand's travelled lower... and lower... and lower.

"No!" I scream making Alex sit up in an instant. I get up from the bed and say, "I can't do this! I can't. He's going to come again. I know..." I cry and sink to the floor. Alex instantly comes over to me and cups my face.      

"Who April? Tell me." His voice is hoarse, I can see his clenched jaw.            

 "I'm sorry." I whisper. "I can't do it. I'll sleep on the floor." I stand up but he tugs on my arm. I look at him and he has a worried look on his face but tries to cover it with a small smile. 

"I'll take the floor. You get into bed." I nod. He gives me a small nod and gestures for me to get back into bed. He goes into one of the closets and pulls out a blanket and pillow and lays it on the floor beside me.    

 "Goodnight Apricot."        

 "Goodnight." I whisper.