This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy

In The Midnight Hour

Andrew pointed at me then at a spot in front of him, gesturing for me to approach him. In other circumstances, if I saw a really cute boy gesturing for me to come near him, I normally would try to play hard to get or even give him a smirk. I definitely wouldn’t go pale trying to figure out a way to get out of here. Even if I did, what was I going to do next? Go back to school? Well I guess that would speed up Andrew’s night.

Alex took his arm off of me and turned me to face him, he had a worried look and the drunkenness inside him was being held at bay; he was serious “What? Do you want me to take you home?” his hands were on my shoulder. Anyone who looked at us at that moment would think that we liked each other, but I knew Alex was sincerely trying to figure out what was wrong.

I felt cold fingers touch my arm, and I didn’t dare turn. Alex turned to face Andrew and pursed his lips. Seeing that Alex is quite popular, and that at least 14 different people came to talk to him in the few hours we were here, I’m guessing they knew each other. “Hey Alex, could I borrow Victoria here for a sec?” Yeah, they knew each other.

“Um…” he looked at me, not sure whether or not he should let me go. I turned my gaze from him and set my eyes on a pair of black leather boots standing beside me. “Yeah, Andy, sure…” he kissed my temple to let me know that if I needed anything he would be there, then he let go of my shoulder and sat back down in the booth in front of Jack who was looking at us cautiously.

Andrew seemed slightly annoyed by Alex’s affection, his colds hands wrapping around my arm in a more friendly way. Instead of like a father who found his daughter drinking with some friends, it was more like a friend who was going to buy you a drink.

He led me outside and while we passed there were many people whistling to get our attention, boys and girls. It started annoying me and I desperately felt like putting my middle finger up. Luckily, before I could do anything, we reached the streets and Andrew pulled me to the side of the pub, where there were less people. He had an annoyed look. I smiled slightly, waiting for him to throw me back in the school and keep me on lock-down. My eyes traveled to his neck, he wasn’t wearing his cross. Does that mean he’s off duty and he won’t put me on lock-down after all?

“What do you think you’re doing out here?” No such luck. Ah well, since I’m already going to hell anyway, there’s no reason to lie.

“You don’t actually think I was going to spend my weekend playing truth or dare with 11 year olds?” I answered his question with one of my own. And added “And what are you doing here?”

He looked a little confused at my statement of eleven year olds but he quickly answered “I think that would be a perfect thing to do to spend your weekend… Instead of sneaking out and hanging out with people you barely know.” He said that last sentence through gritted teeth. I was starting to feel like he didn’t like Alex… But why?

I rolled my eyes. He didn’t answer my last question. I wanted to know what he was hiding from me. “What are you doing here then?”

He gave me an exasperated look and sighed dramatically. “Victoria, that is none of your business.” He looked away from me and stared off into the streets. He seemed to be thinking.
He looked back at me, not knowing what to do with me. I wish he would stop treating me like a 6 year old potato sack he has to carry around sometimes. I groaned in response. He didn’t say anything, which made me even angrier, I felt like he was ignoring me. He just looked back at the street, he might’ve saw something because his eyes widened and he looked back at me, his eyes still wide like he really needed to hurry up with me. I gave him a confused look and turned my head to see whatever he saw, but his hand stopped me, turning my head to face him once again.
He kept his hand against my cheek and I felt like his shocking blue eyes were trying to read my mind. “Okay, listen, I can’t leave right now, so I’m going to present you to a friend, stay with him, please don’t run away, I don’t- um, yeah, just, stay here, I’ll be right back.” He pleaded.