||Partners in Crime||

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[POV James]

Alyssa lived for the different side of life, She didn't let anyone stop her and I think that's what I loved about her the most. I waited for Alyssa to get out of the shower, Sometimes she took long but other times they were pretty quick which I didn't mind if she was in there for a long time. I sat on the bed thoughts racing through my head, I wondered if we'll be like before or if she'll be distant and abandon me.
  "James! Will you get me a towel" Alyssa yelled from the small hotel bathroom.
   "Okay" I said looking around, Of course I didn't know where a towel was but I still looked. No luck, I hurried next door to room 108 and asked the weird old lady for an extra towel. She moved quit slowly but eventually I got a towel and headed back to our room.
  "Here you go" I said knocking on the bathroom door
  "For Fuck sake James what took you so long?" Alyssa said snatching the towel out if my hands and closing to the bathroom door. Many people seen Alyssa as Rude or most times a Bitch but she was perfectly fine to me. Alyssa's way of drowning out others people's negativity was using her own, and to me it looks like it worked.
   Alyssa opened the bathroom door and was wearing a white robe.
"I'm Hungry" Alyssa said blankly staring at me.
  "Okay" I responded getting up out of my chair. We went to the small cafe down stairs, there was nobody their only a short guy who's bear gut stuck out so far he could have bursts at any moment. Alyssa always looked mad I guess that's what intimidated people the most.
  "What do you want?" The man said quite skittishly.
"Its hard to say when I don't know what you serve" Alyssa said crossing her arms. The man picked up a menu of the counter and handed it to Alyssa.
   "I will have the Italian Cream cake with a bowl a mashed potatoes." Alyssa looked to me and I order some Mac and Cheese just to make her happy .
   We sat down at a small table for what felt like an hour but was probably only like 30 minutes.
  "Here you go" The man said putting a tray on our table. Alyssa looked at it for a bit and she looked quite disgusted.
  "What the Fuck is this?!" Alyssa said scooping up some dry mashed potatoes that looked to be at least 4 weeks old. The man said nothing and just stared at her. Alyssa stood up and knocked the bowl of the table which shattered into a million pieces. She then continued to walk towards the stairs and I soon began to follow.
  "Hey,You have to pay for that!" The man called
   "Fuck off" Alyssa said sticking up her middle finger. The man didn't chase her which was probably a good thing I guess.

   [ POV Alyssa's ]

  James seemed likes he didn't really care, Like he always agreed or something. I didn't mind most the time because it was easy to to get my point across. When I had an idea and I told him what I thought he would just agree and I could never tell if he truly agreed with me or if he just went along with things.    
   Being with James made me feel something maybe Love but I wasn't sure yet. Whenever I'm mad I assume sex is the answer but when I come to realize its weird and I'm not really into it.
   James sat in the chair and said nothing he had a blank expression (Like always.) Sometimes James scared me,Like really scared me. I feel like he is wrong in the head sometimes.
  "Are you just gonna sit there like a weirdo or are you gonna come get in bed" I said staring at him.
  "Okay" He replied getting up and laying on the bed. Silence was one of the weirdest things to me, It's just to awkward. I turned on the TV and some old sitcom was on, It didn't really bother me because I was going to bed anyway.
  "Night James" I said Rolling onto my side.
  "Goodnight Alyssa" he replied
  
"I love you" he said almost in a whisper. It surprised me because we didn't really say that word much.
  "What?" I already knew what he had said but I wanted to hear it again.
  "Oh nothing" he stuttered. I sighed and pulled the blankets up to my neck.
   Sometimes I felt like it was my fault James didn't express his feelings. I do come off as a bitch but its not really my fault. I say things and don't realize I had said it until its to late which in the long term ends up bad.

  
 
   

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