Bitter love

Chapter 6

My body sinks into the comforted mattress and I tug the Comforter up more to cover my exposed shoulders. I don't know how Long I slept for. the last thing I remember is falling asleep and Dylan carried me inside. 

I reach for my phone and glance at the clock.

7 O'clock.

" shit" I mumble to myself, hopping off of the bed and heading straight for my closet.

they probably think I forgot about them. I quickly text Alex, telling him to come and get me, then I pull off the cloths I wore to school, and slip on a white hoodie and pull on a pair of black leggings. Then I grab My blue duffel bag and throw in PJ's and an outfit for school the next day.

As I put my toiletries and makeup into my duffel, I notice the black fabric lain across my desk.

Dylan's beanie. 

I pick the fabric up and rub it between my fingers. It is cold outside...

I slip the beanie onto my head and smooth out my hair.

" Where you off to?" Claire asks from the living room couch, where she sits with her feet up on the the coffee table, and her laptop on her lap.

" I'm gonna spend the night at Griffin's" I say casually, digging through the cupboard for brownie mix that Lorette texted me and asked me to bring.

" who's Griffin?" She asks, her fingers dancing away on the keyboard. 

" A friend" I respond, uninterested in the direction this is going.

" hmm friend" there's amusement in her voice but I choose to ignore it as I go to the front door and begin slipping on my white vans. 

" Is that Griffin's beanie?" I look over to see her body twisted toward me, one eyebrow raised. 

" no, It's mine" I roll my eyes as I take a seat next to her on the couch and pull put my phone to text Alex to hurry his ass up.

" If you say so" she sighs and begins to type away at whatever project she's working on for one of her online college classes.

" when is dad coming home?" I ask, keeping my eyes on the screen of my phone.

" next week" she answers plainly.

The door opens and Alex pops his head in.

" Hey Claire" he nods his head towards her and she responds with a wave, then her hands go back to tip tapping on the keys of her lap top.

" Bye" I say as I walk out the door, and Alex closes it behind us.

" here" he takes the my duffel bag from my hand and throws it into the back seat of Griffin's car.

" oh no your driving" I put on a dreaded face and he rolls his eyes as he opens the passenger seat door for me.

" I am a great driver" he dramatically puts his hand to his chest and I climb in the car.

I watch as he hurries to the other side and hops into the car.

" I brought the brownie mix" I hold up the box and Alex chuckles.

" we're gonna be fucking gone tonight" He shakes his head as he starts the car and pulls out of our parking lot.

" Does Griffin's uncle know that he raids his weed stash?" I ask as I mess with the radio.

" he practically encourages it, his uncle is so chill" He explains to me as I stare out of the window at the pink sky, the sun barely peaking from behind the emerald green mountains.

" who knew Griffin lives in the rich part of town" I tease, facing toward him and lifting my legs up onto the seat with me.

" Yea he really isn't into flaunting it all, but If i was him that's exactly what I'd be doing" he gives me a mischievous smile and i role my eyes.

" of course you would" I laugh and he gives me a confused, yet playful look.

" what's that supposed to mean?"

" your a player Alex, and if you were rich you wouldn't wait for even a second to go around telling girls that not only you are ridiculously hot, but you are insanely rich." I cross my arms and lean back into the seat.

" you think I'm ridiculously hot?" he turns his head toward me, slightly tilting it and giving me a crooked smile.

" maybe" I blush and he smiles, his cheeks getting red as well.

" well that boosted my confidence" He sits up straight and smooths his hair back with his hand, turning back to wink at me.

" you goof" I laugh and shove his shoulder playfully.

" well if we're being honest, you are, as you would say" he leans his head toward me. " ridiculously hot as well" He flashes a charming smile and I giggle.

" I'm flattered" I dramatically bat my eyelashes and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

" your wearing that beanie?" He smirks at me, bringing his head back and facing forward. 

" yes, It's gonna be cold out tonight, and Lorette told me we were gonna be hanging out on the patio the entire night" I innocently stare at my finger which is twirling a strand of my hair around itself.

" I kinda wanna meet this Dylan dude" He says as we start to enter the more fancy part of town.

" Oh" I start to play out the situation in my head. what if they did meet? Dylan is very sarcastic and rude, but so is Alex. which can either be a good thing or a bad thing.

" what's your jersey number for this year?" I ask him, changing the topic.

" number 22" he smiles and then looks at me. " I got on varsity this year" 

" really? Alex that's great! a sophomore on varsity, I'm so proud" I put a hand on his shoulder and let out a sniffle.

" yes, thank you thank you" he looks at me and give him a pride stricken smile.

Finally we reach a light pink stone building with a nice clean cut lawn and plastic decorative flamingos decorating the neatly cut lawn.

" wow" I laugh, picturing Griffin living in this house.

" Isn't it just marvelous" Alex wiggles his eyebrows as we pull into the driveway and Alex puts the car in park.

" very Marvelous" I nod in agreement and Alex exits the car and comes around the other side to open my door for me.

" so I was wondering, since I am on varsity" He straightens out the collar on his leather jacket and gives me a cocky smile. " would you do me the honor and wear my Jersey?" he gives me a charming smile.

" asking one singular girl? I'm surprised you haven't asked coach for multiple jersey's for each of your conquests" I tease him, stuffing my hands into the pocket of my hoodie to block them from the wind.

He puts his hands in his back pants pocket's and bites his lip, shaking his head.

" I did ask, but he said we didn't have the budget" he shrugs and we share laugh at his joke.

" besides, even if that was an option, I wouldn't want any of them to wear it" he takes one hand from the back of his pants pocket and runs it through his hair.

" I'd still want you too" He smirks, and I feel my cheeks get hot.

" well then in that case I'd be honored" I walk over to him and give him a hug, tucking my face into the crook of his neck to hide my blush. 

" yes" he whispers and pumps his fist in the air, wrapping his other arm around me.

" let's go inside mr. smooth" I roll my eyes and pull out of the hug, pecking him on the cheek before heading to the front door.

" yes mam"