The Remembering (Alex Gaskarth Fanfiction)

34. Pale Lips

Chapter 34 - Pale Lips 

   He was in utter panic and his chest was rapidly moving, trying to get a strong inhale of air.

    My mouth was wide open from this whole scene. Many questions were floating in my head, what the hell happened to Alex?

     My heart began to pound and my morning breakfast felt like it was rising out of my throat from the fact I couldn't speak. Dammit my disability. 

    "C'mon, I'll t-take you," He quickly grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the house, only giving me a second to close the door behind us.

     It took me a second to get my footing and balance correct while we ran to his car in the piling snow.

     This was weird. Not in a billion years would I imagine Caleb and I both being in the same car, let alone it not being against my own will.

   His car smelled like cigarettes and booze, completely trash looking. 

     He didn't bother putting on his seat belt while racing through the streets of Baltimore. It was the worst time of the day - rush hour (five p.m).

     I found this disturbing. How am I able to trust him to take me somewhere? For all I know he could be lying through his teeth. It wouldn't be surprising if he was, honestly.

      This was the brother of the married woman Alex had an affair with. Jasey Rae, the woman who even carried Alex's child at one point, her brother in the same exact car as me. This was all so wrong.

    "I'm so sorry, Laila," He panted, his eyes were strained and his mouth was swollen.

      Again with not being able to speak, I was left voiceless and incapable of forming a sentence. A nervous pit was growing at an unstoppable speed while we drove passed red lights. 

    It was so, so strange to hear Caleb...apologizing...but for what?

    Caleb's brown hair cascaded over his sweaty face while his bulky arms were in control of the steering wheel. His muscular appearance still scared me for a reason that was unknown to me. I was on the edge of my seat with being highly high-stuck. This was all too overwhelming.

   I tried to watch the road ahead of us to distract me from the fear in my mind but it was pointless. Too many bad scenarios were playing and it only made my situation worse.

     "Alex," Caleb spoke after finally getting his breathing controlled. "he called me to my surprise an hour ago. We met up at a bar, it was awful, Laila."

      I ended up choking on midair in response. What the hell happened? Even though Alex and I's relationship was rocky, I still deeply cared for him.

    "My sister's husband and buddies followed me, somehow knowing I was going to see Alex. They beat the shit out of him."

      I gasped loudly, trying to comprehend of what was just said. Solid tears were forming at the brim of my eyes, I desperately wanted to scream on top of my lungs from the words that just spoke out of his mouth.

    Without a second to spare, we pulled up to a colonial style house. I assumed this was Caleb's and his parents’ home.

   I wasted no time and swiftly got out the car without even bothering closing the door behind me.

   Caleb was right behind my lead while I boldly marched into his home, intruding an unfamiliar territory.

     "No one is home, but he's in the living room." He said behind me while I walked through his house, not exactly sure where I was going.