"Really, 'My Baby'?" I ask, my tone dry.
Alex grins.
"Well, obviously. What do you prefer? 'Sexy'?" he suggests, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
I raise an eyebrow. "Mmm, how about 'Dumbass'?" I reply, my expression unimpressed.
Alex pouts dramatically.
"Now, is that what you're going to call your boyfriend?" he asks, feigning hurt.
I correct him. "Fake boyfriend," I say, my voice firm.
Alex chuckles. "Same difference," he says, grinning.
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Crestwood High Trilogy #2
● SILVER BLAKE
I've got one simple rule: Don't get too close.
Boys think they can handle me, but they can't. They're all the same - weak, predictable, and disposable. I'm the one who calls the shots, and if you're lucky, I might just let you hang around for a bit.
Alex Carter is everything I despise. Loud, energetic, fun - he's like a walking cliché. Thinks he owns the place just because he's got a charming smile and a trust fund.
● ALEX CARTER
I'm the life of the party, the king of the night, and the one everyone wants to be. I'm the guy who walks into a room and instantly knows everyone's gonna have a good time. My parties are legendary, my friends are the best, and my charm's undeniable. Girls love me, guys want to be me, and I'm just living my best life.
And then there's Silver Blake. She's like a dark cloud ruining my perfect sunshine. I've tried to get to know her, but she's always pushing me away. But I'm not giving up yet.
~ What happens when the party king & gothic queen surrender to desire? ~
His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face.
"Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter.
"No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp.
Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled.
"What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate.
"Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away.
"I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool.
"Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine.
One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life.
But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.