Silent Complications

Chapter 6

Thomas's P.O.V.
It was the middle of the night - 2 AM to be exact - when suddenly I heard a loud thump outside the bedroom door. I woke up with a start, sitting up in the bed immediately. I looked at Alexander and saw that he was still sound asleep. Whew. Carefully and quietly I climbed out of the bed, trying my best to keep quiet and not wake up Alexander… Alright, fine, I wasn’t quiet: the bed creaked loudly as I moved off the bed.

I then tiptoe over to the door to open it… but it wasn’t completely closed like it was earlier; so instead I gently pulled it the rest of the way open. I begin to walk out of the room before tripping over something big, solid and rough; I end up falling face-forward, slamming down onto the carpeted floor. “Ow, shit,” I groan softly, cursing under my breath. Shakily and slowly I sat up on the floor with my back against the wall, rubbing my now sore feet. Looking over my shoulder I see a brick lying on the floor! Now that explains the cause of my fall.

Wait… why is there a brick here in my dorm? My face paled as I had a guess of who could have done this, and before then I was standing back up on my two feet and running out into the small living area. Standing by the front door I see a dark silhouette about to leave the dorm.

“Oh, no, you don’t!” I whisper-shout at the strange, dark figure, rushing over to them - I try to be quiet as much as I could, but you could hear my loud, pounding footsteps. I jump over the couch, landing onto the tile floor of the kitchen with a Thud! and I wince in pain. For now, I ignore the pain in my feet as I finally reach the figure just as they are about to exit the flat. I grab them by the wrist and pull them back inside, closing the front door and locking it to stop them from escaping. I then grab them by the shoulders tightly and drag them over to the couch, harshly pushing him to sit down on the couch. “What’s the big i-” I cut myself as I turn the lamp on and move my gaze to look at “James.” I gasp a little too loudly.

I back away in shock and surprise, and quickly look to the hall to see if Alexander woke up or anything - luckily he wasn’t. Quickly I then look back at James, glaring at him with cold intensity. “Why the hell are you here? What do you want?” I growl.

Looking up at me James slightly frowns, his expression a mix of fear and surprise. “W-W-Well, I-I decided to visit you?” His statement came out more as a question; obviously I could tell that he was lying. Why would he want to visit? He fucking hurt Alex. Haven’t I made it clear to him that we’re done? What an a- “Whoa, whoa, take a chill pill.” Said James, raising his hands up. 

Shit, I said that out loud without realizing it. I look to him and see him with a small smile on his lips, his hands now resting in his lap. “I said that out loud, too… Didn’t I?” I ask, already knowing the answer. He only nodded in response, an evil smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he continued to stare up at me; and not in a good way. 

What is he up to?

“Look, Thomas, I’m sorry for hurting you in the past. And I-” James began, but I cut him off by talking over him.

“Hold up, hold up,” I spoke, “what? You’re sorry for hurting me?” He nodded, and I scoff while crossing my arms across my chest protectively - in case he made a sick move. “What about Alexander, huh? You hurt him more than you’ve ever hurt me, you little piece of shit. My pain does not compare to how much pain he has endured: suffering from physical and emotional wounds that you placed on him.” I speak up in defense of Alexander. My Alexander. “Hell, when you and I were together, all you wanted from me-” I was suddenly cut off as he did something very unexpected; something that he shouldn’t have done: he kissed me! And without thinking… 

I kissed him back.

After a few seconds of our lips being connected, I realize what I’m doing and I shove him away, causing him to fall to the floor - he had stood up from the couch in order to kiss me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the blood rushing to my cheeks and I subconsciously raised a hand, my fingers lightly grazing my lips. “You sick bastard… You son of a bitch!” I spat, attempting to keep my voice at a quiet level.

James sat up on the floor, rubbing his elbow before standing back up and looking up at me once more. “Does that show how sorry I am?” He smirks mischievously and seductively; I only glare coldly down at him. “Cute,” he lets out a dry and sarcastic chuckle, his smirk turning into a light frown.

That’s it… That’s the last straw! Actually, I’ve had many last straws with him! Why did I even continue to stick with him?!

I grabbed him by the arm, gripping it as I yanked him forward and practically dragged him towards the front door. I turn the knob, swinging the door open and taking James out into the hall. “Get out of here, James.” I warn harshly. “And do me a favor, will you?”

“Anything for my Thomas.” He spoke once again in that seductive tone of his. I cringe at him calling me his; a shiver runs down my spine at this.

“First of all, don’t ever call me yours ever again,” I say warningly, jabbing a finger at his chest. “And don’t even think about calling me anything else but ‘Jefferson’. Second, stay away from me; and especially, stay away from my Lexi. You hear?” And before quickly heading back into the dorm, I could see James’s expression change to one of disgust and hatred. 

I close the door quietly as to not disturb Alexander nor any of our college-dorm-neighbors. I sighed in relief as soon as the door shut, glad that he was gone - hopefully for good. Locking the door I walk back down the hall and towards Alexander’s room. Just before walking in, I look down at the brick and frown. He must have been planning on smashing Alexander’s brains out - I think the only reason he didn’t was because I was with him; good thing.

I sigh and bend down, lifting the brick up off the floor with a small groan. After thinking for a minute of where to put it, I made my way to my bedroom and set it down on the floor; for now it would have to stay underneath my bed for the time being. It wasn’t long before I was able to lay back down with my arms wrapped around Alexander’s waist, falling back to sleep with slight uneasiness.

Alex's P.O.V.
Madison kissed Thomas.

I just saw Madison kiss Thomas.

My Thomas. 

My eyes begin to tear up as I sink to the floor, my back against the wall and my knees pulled up to my chest. Silently I cry into my knees before looking back up at hearing Thomas’s voice. “You sick bastard… You son of a bitch!” I could hear him say with a low growl.

“Does that show you how sorry I am?” I hear Madison reply, clearly I could tell that he was smirking; Thomas was silent. “Cute.” God I hate Madison so fucking much. I hate him more than anything else in this world! I think bitterly.

I was too deep in thought to even hear Thomas’s response, but I could tell that he was pissed. I lifted my head up and got on one knee, attempting to see what was going on: Thomas was dragging Madison out of our dorm. He was speaking to him about something in which I couldn’t quite interpret. Although one thing stood out to me… 

It was something that Thomas was saying, and it brought me comfort and reassurance: “...stay away from me; and especially, stay away from my Lexi.”

Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes as I continued to sit there on the floor. Thomas actually cares for me. He loves me.

I hear the front door close, snapping me back into reality; I cannot let him see that I was awake and heard everything. Quickly and quietly I crawl back into my room, avoiding the brick that I knew Madison had left there. I climb back into bed and pretend to be asleep; it actually worked. Thomas believed that I was asleep as I felt his arms wrap around my torso, making me softly smile. Soon enough I actually fell asleep.