Spotlight {Completed}

Chapter Twenty Six

I saw as they guided through the thick crowds, as people tried to gain Zach's attention. Scarlett had her shades over her eyes, which is typical Scar.
I tried to tune into what everyone was saying, but my eyes kept wandering over to Zach and Scar who stopped by to talk to another young couple.
"So Alexandria, have you thought of pursuing modeling like your sister?" Zach's father asked me and I rolled my eyes internally.
"Oh Zach, not everyone with a pretty face and long legs should pursue modeling," Preston's mom spoke up and I smiled gratefully at her.
"No, I'm planning on going to NYU in the fall," I said earnestly.
They all nodded, "Ah, you got the beauty and the brains... something you and your sister don't share," he muttered the last to himself and I immediately got offended.
"Zach!" Preston stepped in, before I went off on him.
Zach Sr. shrugs nonchalantly, "I meant... the girl is dating my son... so," he says and I shake my head at the man standing in front of me. How could he say that about his own son? I do know they don't like each other very much, but that's still his son and here he is talking about him at a funeral.
"I don't think you-" I was cut off by someone wrapping their arms around me.
I turned to see my sister and I put a smile on my face, ignoring what that ignorant douche of a father said, "Hey girl," she smiles and I return the gesture before I walked off ignoring the weird looks I got.
Luckily, Preston didn't follow me, knowing that when I'm upset, it's best to leave me be. I guess a part of me kind of wanted him to follow me and just comfort and be here for me, but I've put on such a hard front lately, can't blame him from actually staying away this time, even though it's the time I actually want him here.
I sat on a bench, under a big oak tree, away from everyone and anyone. I just pondered over my thoughts.
It sucks how parents and children in the world may have such a corrupt relationship when there's people who don't even get to have a relationship or see their parents. Its such a lousy way to live to ignore your family. I mean family is family, no matter what; you should never even think of neglecting them.
I hear some leaves rustling behind me and I snapped my neck so hard, I heard a crink in my neck.
"Ahh," I groaned as rubbed it soothingly.
"Ouch," I hear a voice opposite of me. I didn't say anything, just holding my neck, shocked that he's actually speaking to me.
A few moments passes by, "you going to speak, or keep staring at me?" he asks and I shrug, "look I know I'm very irresistible to look at, but my face isn't nearly the best thing on my body," he jokes and I laugh, shaking my head as I remove my hand from my neck.
"Wow and he's still conceited,"
"And she speaks!" he throws his hands in the air. He takes a seat next to me and I scoot away a bit, "I'm not going to bite Ria," he teases and I push his arm, ''I mean, unless your into that kind of kinky stuff," he says and I laugh so loud, letting the tears fall, both from his dirty mind and all the events that's happened.
I don't realize I'm bawling until Zach takes me into his arms, holding me and rubbing my back. I don't even know why I'm crying- I never cry in front of people, or alone... but here I am letting everything out.
Several minutes passes by before I feel as if I'm all out of tears. I just sort of spaz out like a mentally insane person while Zach holds me.
"I'm sorry," I speak as I sit up.
He smiles and wipes some left tears from my eyes, "It's fine- I got to hold you in my arms, nothing to be sorry about," he smirks and I roll my eyes.
"Trying to flirt with a girl when Shes vulnerable? Zach!" I say dramatically and he laughs, rubbing his stubble.
"Who says I'm flirting, just being nice," he says and nonchalant. I eye him skeptically before we start laughing.
"So... how've you been, honestly," I ask wanting to know an answer.
He's hesitant at first, "Honestly?" he asks and I nod not breaking eye contact, "I've been great," he shrugs.
"Were you close with her?" I ask.
"She was the only family I had left," he says and I get an aching in my stomach, feeling sorrow with him.
"I--"
"Don't say you're sorry," he snaps a bit and I remain unfazed.
"I wasn't," I said confidently, "I was gonna say I understand," I speak softly and he scoffs.
"I don't know about you, but it looks like you still have family left, so..." He says with agony.
"Yes, but..."
"But what Alexandria?" he mocks.
"You don't know why I came to New York don't you?" I started to shout, while he shrugs, not giving a shit.
"I came because my parents were killed!" I stood as I began to shout at him for being an inconsiderate jackass, "I'm a fucking orphan Zach! Yes, I still have my brother and sister, but I lost my parents, my home... oh that's not even the best part! They weren't even my biological parents in the first place!" I had tears running down my face at this point, "so yes Zach, I don't understand because I never lost a grandmother... I never had one!" I was finished with this conversation.
I had loose tears streaming down my cheeks. Ugh, the things Zach makes me feel. No one aggravates me as much as him, no one has had an effect on me to make me cry.
I hate crying in front of people- I feel weak.
I turned away from him and walked stunningly, but Zach had to stop me.
"Stop, we're not doing this thing hey do in movies," I say, holding my hands uo pushing his chest away from me.
All I could see in pain and guilt on his face, yet I don't care, "Ria... I didn't know," he says softly and I scoff.
"And why would you?" I spat bitterly, "it's not like you took the time to try to get to my life story- and no I'm not mad at that," I say before he interrupts.
"Well it's not like you were very open with me when we we're together!" He shouts and a part of that sentence makes my stomach stir inside.
"We were never together, it was all pretend,"
"Not all of it and you know it,"
I breathed heavily, rubbing my tired eyes, "What are you trying to say Zach?"
"I just wish we had more time," he says nervously.
I don't say anything and I don't get a chance to, "I'm not trying to steal you away from pretty boy, so don't worry," he says, "so stop thinking too hard and smile," he says and I just stare at him.
"You're confusing," i say and he laughs.
"So are you," he shrugs and I smile.
"Why do you and Preston hate each other?" I blurt and all amusing emotion wipes away from his face.

"It's a long story," he says and I scoff.

"That makes two of us," I smile innocently.

"It involves your sister too..." he says as if that'll change my mind.

"That's just makes me more interested."

"You hungry?" He offers and I shrug, wanting to know this story. Maybe it'll involve why my sister and him are in a fake relationship. Maybe just maybe, all these secrets will be out in the open and I won't be left in the dark no longer.