Violent Blossom

I.

"..and with that, I hope you all do very well on your exams next month. You may go."

'Oh, it's over already?'

The cold compressed against the flesh, but it didn't seem to bother the individual. A slight hum dragged from the lips, which was coated with light pink lip-gloss. Golden-blonde locks descended over their features, making it somewhat difficult to see their optics sneaking through the strands. Alyssa Jones was obviously uninterested in the lecture that the professor was giving for at least three hours. Struggling to get up from the desk, Alyssa's sapphire hues were in sight, shining under the many lights that bombarded the ceiling. Yawning quite loudly, she brushed her eyelids with her light-peach hands, making sure the white french-tipped nails didn't graze her accidently. Before she had a chance to walk down the small staircase that led to the classroom door, a voice stopped her.

"Ally, you forgot something, girl!" The voice came from a dark-brown haired female; a dark green hairband placed neatly in the frontal area of her head. A long black dress flowed over her body, glasses covering her mismatched eyes. The girl's voice was mixed with a heavy Italian accent, but Alyssa was familiar with it.

"Cece, thanks, dude." Alyssa said, staring down at the black New York hat that was in the Italian's hand. Next to "Cece" was a orange-brown haired young lady that beared brown eyes; she didn't wear a dress, but instead she wore a light pink frilled top with black leggings and white flats. As the Italian spoke, she said nothing, but clutched her books and wore a smile upon her face.

"So, where are ya and Fio headin', Cecelia?" Alyssa asked as Cece handed the hat to her, which she placed on her head soon after, despite having her hair clipped up already. Cecelia shrugged, then crossed her arms. "We were probably just gonna head back to the dorm. This one-" she pointed her thumb at the orange-brown haired edition, "-wanted to start her paper, I was going to eat the cannoles I've been saving." She said, almost drooling just by thinking about the delicious dessert.

"Please don't touch mine." The silent female finally said, looking over at Cecelia, "Especially if you knew that I haven't ate anything yet." Her voice was soft with an Italian accent of her own, but one could sense slight aggression in her voice.

"Whose fault is that, Fiorella?" Cecelia said, crossing her arms.

" Oh my god, y'all fight like cats 'n dogs, dude." Alyssa noted, shaking her head and laughing.

"Ah, she knows I love her. Only I can give my cousin hell, nobody else, isn't that right?" Cecelia wrapped her arm behind Fiorella's neck, giving her a friendly embrace. Fiorella in turn closed her eyes, a smile on her face, "You will see hell if you do not release your brudish grip on me, dear cousin.~" With that, Cecelia sucked her teeth, but didn't budge, "Fuckin' party pooper."

"Come on, y'all, I'm goin' back to the dorm with ya." Alyssa interjected, taking the lead. Fiorella and Cecelia, who were still exchanging death glares with eachother, trailed behind.

"Oh bloody hell, what were you doing? Climbing a mountain to get here?!" Standing in a red plaid dress and black mary-janes, long blonde curls bouncing off of the shoulders, a young woman with a heavy British accent sat at the table in the cafeteria, growing annoyed upon seeing the trio's faces-especially Alyssa's.

"My bad, Alice. I didn't think that it was gonna take so long." Alyssa said, scratching the back of her head, then motioned her hand to Cecelia and Fiorella, "Ya remember Cecelia 'n Fiorella Vargas right? From orientation?"

Alice Kirkland took a minute to study them with her emerald eyes, then nodded, "Yes, I do, actually. How are you two?" She said, reaching for the cup of tea she had sitting on the table.
"Hungry." Cecelia said, not bothering to look at the girl.

"Ciao, Alice. I'm doing well, and yourself?" Fiorella answered.

"I was waiting for Alyssa so we could head back to my dorm to study, but I didn't think it would take her almost the whole day to leave class." Alice answered, cutting her eyes at the New Yorker, her voice showing slight irritation.

"Well hell, I'm here now ain't I?" Alyssa shot back, throwing her hands up in the air. "Look, to make this easier, why don't we all just go to my dorm to study-" she then looked at Cecelia "-and eat cannoles...whatever that is."

Alice sighed heavily, she knew that Alyssa would end up switching plans out of nowhere. How is it that she can make the ultimatums anyway? "Fine, fine." she said, not feeling like negotiating. "I'll tell Rosella to meet us there."

Cecelia's eyes widened, "Rosella?! Oh god no!" She shouted, "She gossips too much for her own damn good! If we even say the slightest thing about ourselves or someone, the whole fucking school will know!"

Fiorella nodded, "I'll have to agree with the brute. Rosella's mouth is like a megaphone...and the off button was unfortunately broken...and so was the volume button..."

"Okay, I get it, I get it," She said, thinking about the last time the Milanese girl told the whole school about Alice's one night with Ashton, the fairly-new student from Queensland, Australia. Through the heat of the moment, neither knew that Rosella, who told Alice that she was heading out of her dorm for the night, was actually in the next room, overhearing everything. Because of this, she broadcasted it to anyone needing new information, ruining any incoming romantic relationship Ashton and Alice formed. Cecelia, Fiorella, and now Alyssa had no idea why Alice remained being friends with the gossip queen, but all of them knew to keep caution with their actions and words around her. She just couldn't be trusted.

"If I don't invite her though, she'll start feeling like we're being evasive." Alice said in remorse.

"We /are/ being evasive." Cecelia countered, bluntly. "Did you forget what she did to screw up your chance with Astroid?"

"Ashton." Alice corrected.

"Wasn't that what I said?"

"-What Cecelia means, Alice," Fiorella cut in, her voice in a soothing tone, "It's only best that...Rosella stays put where she is. Besides, it is Alyssa's decision an-"

"Nope. I ain't 'bout to have her go on try'na fuck up any of our names." Alyssa interjected, shaking her head, "I would end up killin' her."

Alice sighed. She hated the idea of abandoning her close friend, but at the same time, she couldn't seem to reason with the three also. Before she could try to voice on the subject again, her cell phone began to vibrate. Speak of the devil.

"Rosella!" Alice said, also signaling the three that she was on the other end. Cecelia chuckled, then whispered something in Alyssa's ear. Alice didn't catch on.

"Well, I can't go to Starbucks today, I'm heading back to Alyssa's dorm-Why didn't she ask you? I-I don't know, you should text her and ask-yeah, yeah, it's myself, Cecelia, and Fiorella heading there. - I - okay, bye." After hanging up, Alyssa crossed her arms.

"What the hell she mean 'why didn't I ask her'? I don't know if she got some damn wire hidden in her ponytail holder or somethin'." She said, her accent becoming stronger.

"She will text you in a moment. Do tell her the reason why for yourself." Alice instructed, shaking her head, "This was supposed to go by simpler than this."

"I wonder if my tiramisu is still in the fridge..." Fiorella said, mostly talking to herself.

"I just- uh oh." Cecelia said, then nudged Alyssa, "Incoming."

"What'cha talkin' 'bout...oh no..." Alyssa said, looking at the cafeteria entrance.

"So, I told him that in order to have that shirt, he would have to pay me. Then he was like 'but it's my shirt!' and I was like 'those are about to be my teeth too once I knock them out of your mouth!' I just hope he didn't piss himself!" This came from a pale-skinned, black haired young man with headphones snugged around his neck. He was sporting a black shirt with a green jacket and blue jeans. When he placed his hand on his face, black open-fingered gloves became in eyesight. Next to him was a male of identical skin color, who had dark brown hair and matching colored eyes. The white shirt he had on was full of scriptive writing, his jeans having tears in them in a fashion-like sense.

"No you didn't, Sato!" The other male said, laughing at the black-haired one's comment.

"Did you see him get his shirt back?" The first one said, holding up a red shirt, "I sure didn't."

Alyssa, Fiorella, Alice and Cecelia watched as the duo walked in, laughing hysterically and clutching a red shirt. After a while, Alyssa growled and Cecelia shook her head. "Satoshi Iwamoto and Park Dae-Jung." Cecelia confirmed.

"How 'bout Assholes 1 and 2?" Alyssa said, observing them with angered eyes.

"Oh yeah, those two. I have no clue how they made it into this school, really.." Alice said, watching as well. "All they do is act like complete-"

"Douchebag fucks!" Cecelia finished.

"Took the words right out of my mouth." Alice nodded, "I can't twist my lips to say such words."

Satoshi and Dae-Jung were students that entered the school a year before the quad did. Rosella told them that they are what one would call "Trolls", making lives of others miserable for their enjoyment. She gave them a clear warning. "Stay away from them," she said, "They are just here to pick out victims."

"Now that I look at it, she made them sound like serial killers." Alice said, referring to the reminisce of Rosella's words.

"Nah, they're too fucking dumb to be one of those." Cecelia said.

Alyssa dug her hands in her lengthy, sapphire trenchcoat pocket, keeping a visual track on their path to see where they were heading, "Yo, I think they comin' over here."

"Shit." Cecelia facepalmed herself.

"We are in deep blank." Fiorella said, unable to repeat Cecelia.

"You guys don't want an autograph?" exclaimed Dae-Jung, holding his arms out wide, expecting a hug, "You've been stalking us ever since we got in here."

"Ain't nobody try'na stalk y'all! Go somewhere!" Alyssa waved her hand in dismissal. They were clearly invading her and her friends' personal space.

"Little Lyssa needs to watch her mouth, doesn't she?" Satoshi said, walking up to them, standing next to Dae-Jung, "Bad girls get spankings, you know?"

"Yo, who the hell ya talkin' to? I ain't no 'Little Lyssa', it's Alyssa. Get it straight." Alyssa snapped, signaling Fiorella to hold her back.

"Alyssa, please don't.." The Venetian native said, keeping a hold on the blonde.

"Nah, nah, let the baby get all of it out, then she will be sleepy. Just be sure to feed her in an hour or two, then give her a bath." Satoshi said, waving his gloved hand in a dismissive sense.

"I'm gonna fuck him up!" Alyssa barked, trying to get out of Fiorella's grasp, almost coming out of her trenchcoat jacket.

"Aww, so cute." He taunted, then looked at Cecelia, Fiorella, and Alice, "Sorry you guys gotta babysit."

"Get the hell on, Satoshi." Cecelia said, tending to her enraged friend.

"Wow, I thought groupies are supposed to start ripping at our clothes, dude." Dae-Jung said, looking up at Satoshi. "What about you, wanna practice?" Now, he was looking at Fiorella.

"Do you want to see how the cold, watery, endless bottom of Venice look?" Fiorella said in a bitter-sweet tone. Dae-Jung sucked his teeth. "Ah, trying to put on a front I see."

"I don't want to have to ruin these flats with your face, Dae-Jung. Just, please.." Fiorella said.

"My cousin trying to say to get the fuck out of her face!" Cecelia snapped.

"Man, you guys are tighter than a virgin...then again I'm sure that word is non-existant to you now, isn't it, Arisu~?" Satoshi said, staring down at Alice, "Tell me, does Ashton still talk to you? I never even hear your name come out his mouth."

"You bastard!" Alice said, throwing one of the cafeteria chairs at the other, unfortunately missing. Clearly, Satoshi hit a deep nerve.

"Watch it!" Dae-Jung yelled, dodging the incoming chair as well as the other Asian.

Alice began to grow red with rage, picking up her British flag patterned purse and tossing it over her shoulder, walking past the girls and keeping her sights away from the males, "I gotta go. I'll tell Rosella to come to my dorm, I'll see you all tomorrow."

"See you later, Alice..." Fiorella said quietly, watching the girl leave. She looked like she was crying whilst making her exit. "That wasn't nice, Satoshi!" She snapped, as if she was a teacher speaking to a student.

"Here's a cellphone, call someone who cares." Satoshi said through a smile, handing Fiorella his black cellphone, then jerking it back.

"You are just a fuckin' waste of space, ya little-!" Alyssa intervened, almost lunging far enough to reach at the Japanese's neck. Cecelia and Fiorella increased their hold on her, each one using their strength to drag Alyssa out of the cafeteria.

"You almost got me there, toots. That was a close one.~" Satoshi taunted, turning around and watching as the New Yorker was roughly taken out of the cafeteria. He then yelled out, "Just because you have on fashionable clothes doesn't mean that you do not act and sound like a barbarian, sweetheart!" The two males laughed, Dae-Jung putting his hand on the other's back, "Ah, Sato. You're such a hellraiser dude." He said this as if it was a compliment.

"What do you mean?" Satoshi asked, feigning innocence, "I was just havin' some fun. And I think that we found some new playtoys." As his ears picked up on Alyssa's feint yelling and cursing, a smirk came upon his lips, "I'm gonna enjoy this.~"

II.

Standing over the sink in the bathroom, Alyssa stared down at the metallic sink-stopper, hands virtually shaking uncontrollably. She could hear mumbles outside the wooden door, silently noting that it was Cecelia and Fiorella speaking in their native tongue: Italian. Picking up her head, she stared at herself in the mirror. Sapphire eyes interlocking with sapphire. Her glasses were over-yonder somewhere in the bathroom, but she didn't care for where at the moment. Rage had a tight grip on the girl; she wanted to choke Satoshi and play jump-rope with his esophagus.

Before she could feel her vision become red, Cecelia's voice crept through her ears, "Ally, you alright in there? It's been about 10 minutes now, did the McDonalds get to you?"

A deep sigh emitted from the blonde, "I ain't usin' the bathroom."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Try'na keep myself sane."

A couple heavy exhales and motivational thoughts later, Alyssa cracked open the door. Her trenchcoat was on the couch, black boots against the front door. She was standing before her friends in a white graphic-designed, off the shoulder shirt that said DANGEROUS DARLING ROCKER on it, bottomed with black leggings. Frustration was the reason why she could not remember how her trenchcoat ended up on the couch or her boots and socks were no longer on her feet. She was so blinded by anger that she moved too fast for her memory bank.

"Are you alright now, Alyssa?" Fiorella asked with concern, getting up to console her.

"Yeah, I'm a'ight. I ain't in jail, so I'm a'ight. Still wanna bury that fucker under the Brooklyn bridge or somethin'." Alyssa answered, dragging in another heavy breath.

"That bastard's an ass. Come on, it's endless cannoles and movies!" Cecelia said, a grin on her face, "Netflix always help at times like this!"

"Yeah, go for it." Alyssa said, sitting on the floor but resting her back on the couch. "What'cha try'na watch?"

"I was thinking along the lines of-" A vibration interupted Cecelia's words. Fiorella stared down at her phone, "Oh sorry, Rosella just texted me. She told me that Alice is just an emotional mess because of what Satoshi said to her."

"What the hell? Seriously?" Cecelia replied, throwing her hands up in the air, "She told the gossip queen out of everybody?!"

Fiorella nodded, "I'm guessing so."

"That pale fucker did that to her!" Alyssa yelled. She wasn't sure if she was angry that Satoshi upsetted her like that or if she was still vengeful with him herself. "Oh when I get my hands on him-!"

"Alyssa no, it took all the strength we had to get you back here." Fiorella said, "We can't be of help if you're locked up and jailed."

"Save some bail money." Alyssa replied bluntly, now standing up. "Cece, Fio, come on. We gotta check up on Alice."

Both Cecelia and Fiorella looked at eachother. Was this a good idea? Fiorella wanted to interject, but Alyssa was already out the door, and Cecelia was right on her heels. She had no say in the matter.

"How dare he say something like that?! That is no human, he is the spawn of the devil!" Alice said through heavy cries. Rosella, who was comforting her friend in a white nightgown, hugged the Brit as she kept saying, "I know, dear." and "It's okay." Raven locks flowed down to her back as she knelt down to hug Alice more. Sunkissed hands rubbing her back soothingly. "I told you that Satoshi and Dae-Jung were dicks though." She said, as if she was a mother speaking to a heartbroken daughter.

"But for him to say that? I really did love Ashton and-" Alice couldn't finish her sentence in time before the rush of tears bombarded once more. "I hope they both get ran over by a bus, those fucking cunts!" She yelled, her fists shaking violently.

"Oh dear, you've been around Alyssa and Cecelia too long." Rosella confirmed, she never heard Alice speak so brashly.

"I'm so sorry...I..I just..." Alice took off her glasses, then buried her face in her hands. As Rosella looked down at her broken friend, she could only feel nothing but terrible about telling everyone about what Alice done with Ashton, had she kept it hidden, nobody would have known, and Satoshi wouldn't have picked up on it. Those two could have been together. She was scared to even think of what Alice may do to herself at this point.

"Alice, everything will be alright.." Was all Rosella could say. She searched mentally for other words to come out until a loud bang at her door ceased it.

"What the? That /has/ to be Alyssa. Stay here, Alice, I'll be right back." She said, getting up to answer the door.

"Yo, Alice, ya in there?" Alyssa said, banging at the door. Fiorella and Cecelia began to knock as well, but something seemed off.

"It sounds so quiet in there.." Fiorella said, "Are they in there?"

"Gotta be, if Rosella texted ya, they have to be here. Alice said she was comin' back here." Alyssa answered.

"But what if..." Cecelia started, placing her hand under her chin, "What if they relocated?"

The three stopped to look at eachother, then gasped, "Rosella's dorm!" Turning their tracks, the three dashed off to the opposite end of the dorm halls, hoping that their hypothesis was right.

"Alyssa, what is your problem banging on the door like th-" Rosella gasped, stepping back slowly, her eyes widening, "Wh-what are you doing here?"

"Rosella! Alice!" Alyssa yelled through heavy breaths, with an abrupt stop, the three noticed that Rosella's room door was coming to a close, causing them to grab onto the doorknob.

"Yo, what the fuck are ya doin'?!" Alyssa yelled, struggling to pull the door open.

"Whatever joke this is supposed to be, it isn't funny!" Cecelia yelled, taking hold of the knob as well.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" Alice yelled from inside, the three was unsure as to who she was talking to.

"Alice, it's us! Y'all need to open this door!" Alyssa demanded, increasing her strength to pull at the doorknob.

"No, she don't mean you guys, she means-" Rosella said before being cut off.

"What's the magic word?" The trio heard a male voice say slyly. Alyssa growled, balling her hands with rage.

"You son of a bitch! Get the fuck out of there!" The New Yorker yelled.

"How did they find this dorm room?" Fiorella asked, then looked at Alyssa and Cecelia, "We'll have to get security, if we say it's harassment then they'll have no choice but to leave if the option of jail is hung over their heads."

"The only "ass" I want to hear in a sentence right now is 'this bitch ass is 'bout to get fucked up!'" Alyssa shot back. She and rage danced to the same tune at the moment.

A feint chuckle was heard on the other side of the door, followed by the door's handle being lighter. When the door swung open, Alyssa and Cecelia fell backwards, hitting the wall. Dae-Jung and Satoshi turned to them, smirking.

"Nice to see you again.~" Satoshi said, grinning.

"Haha! Hero attempt didn't work, did it?" Dae-Jung taunted.

Alyssa recollected herself, standing up against the wall. Her vision became red, body shaking, "Y'all think y'all fuckin' funny?!"

Alice and Rosella watched from inside the dorm, Alyssa began to step closer to the Japanese male. Fiorella tried to stop her, but she raised her hand as a "don't" gesture. "Ya got five seconds to get the fuck away from this dorm room and back towards the other end, or ya gonna see how ya look with cinderblocks under ya feet and learn how to fly at the same time." Her voice was controlled, but reeked with a deadly tone. Satoshi was unmoved, he crossed his arms, tilting his head, "Start countin'." He said, challenging her.

"...five, mothafucker!" Before everyone knew it, Alyssa tackled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Growling with rage, she began to increase her hold on him. Satoshi kept his grin, then gathered his strength to overpower the female, pinning her down and pressing his weight against her, squeezing her wrist with unbearable tightness.

"You wanna do this? Fine, then. Let's dance." Satoshi said, towering over her. Alyssa raised her legs to kick at him, then seen Fiorella and Cecelia trying to grab Satoshi off of her. Dae-Jung rushed them, trying to push them off. "He's talking to her, so move!" He yelled.

"Back off, fuckface!" Cecelia yelled.

"Vaffanculo, scumbag!" Fiorella yelled soonafter.

"What is going on here?!" A male voice said, they all turned around to see a heavy-set, light peach skinned male wearing a black uniform standing a few feet from them, but his voice was loud enough to stop the fight, if that is what it was.

"Nothing, I was just showing my...friend...here a new move I saw in a game I played." Satoshi said happily, as though he was not being choked several moments ago.

"Eat a dick, bastard. I ain't ya friend." Alyssa mumbled, her face stone cold angry. Seeing that he was no longer on top of her, she sat up against the wall, shooting death glares at the Japanese.

"I should have watched over you better." Fiorella said, sitting next to her. "I'm going to go speak with Alice and Rosella. Please calm down okay?" She said, then walked inside of the dorm to sit with the Brit and Milanese.

"Okay, well, if Miss Leone doesn't want you guys here, then you have to leave. If otherwise, then please keep the noise down." The security guard said, "Have a good day." Once he took his leave, Dae-Jung and Satoshi chuckled.

"You guys are really somethin', you know that?" Satoshi said, then stared at Alyssa, "I could've gotten you arrested right here."

"Whatever." Alyssa said, turning away.

"You should be thanking me, baka. Then again, maybe I should have locked you up like the barbarian you are." He shrugged, then looked at Cecelia, "I don't know which one is worse, you or her."

"Shut the fuck up!" Alyssa and Cecelia shouted in unison. It seemed Satoshi and Dae-Jung were getting pleasure out of this spectacle.

"This was a good idea, it made my night." Dae-Jung said, holding his stomach as he laughed.

"You arseholes, why are you here?!" Alice said, stepping into the division between the room's entrance and the hallway.

"Just got done crying, Arisu?" Satoshi said, completely ignoring her question.

"Yo, you got one more time to say something to her!" Alyssa snapped, getting ready to get back up.

"You just don't learn do you?" Satoshi said, "Let me break it down to all of you narrow-minded individuals: Dae-Jung and I /own/ this school. This academy is our board, and you lovely people are just pawns. Some break easily-" He then looked at Alice, "And then some are disobedient." then he looked at Alyssa and Cecelia.

"You girls need to realize one thing: In the end, dangsin-eun modeun dangsin-ui muleup e tteol-eo, meaning, you all fall to your knees. Trust me." Dae-Jung added.

"That little stunt you pulled, Little Lyssa, that was cute, but you know what? Since you wanted to be disobedient, I got a way to put you back in line." He said, chuckling.

"Go stick a pole up your ass and go to hell." Alyssa said, still looking away, not even hearing his hidden threat, but Fiorella, Alice, and Rosella heard it clearly.

"See you in class tomorrow." Satoshi waved before digging his hands in his pocket. "Might wanna keep her on a leash, I'll buy one for her." He said, looking over his shoulder.

"Class should be fun!" Dae-Jung taunted, "Hey, Alice, Ashton will be in class too. Don't look all stupid now trying to get his attention!~" With a snicker, the two walked off, leaving the enraged females where they stood (and sat).

"Those filthy little gob-shites." Alice said, banging her hand on the table. "Who gave them the right to claim seniority around here?!"

The girls were now in Rosella's dorm, sitting at the table as though they were though they were in a conference.

"They're writing checks that their asses can't cash." Cecelia said, taking out a pocketknife and throwing it down at the table, penetrating it with the blade, "We're not fucking finished with them!"

"Who does that bastard think he is?" Alyssa said, drawing a low chuckle, "Did he think that he won this? Oh no, he is far from victorious. He doesn't know me if he thinks that he's gettin' away with terrorizin' me and y'all like this."

"I...I just cannot go to World Economics tomorrow." Alice said, looking down in shame.

"Alice, no. If you don't go, they will think they have the upper hand over you." Fiorella said, "We'll be by your side, for sure."

"It's not that, it's-" Alice started, then looked down at her phone. "New Facebook message?"

Everybody looked over at the Brit, who was unlocking her phone. "Oh my goodness!" Alice exclaimed, "It's from Ashton!"

The girls gasped, it was a surprise that the Aussie would reach out to Alice after all this time. Alice wanted to explode with excitement, but instead kept it hidden. "Let's see what it says." Alice said before clicking the NEW MESSAGE icon.

She then read aloud, "Alice, I am writing you this to let you know that it is only best that you delete anything of mine that you may have. We just cannot be friends, at least not right now. If you hate me after this, I completely understand. But, I feel that this is a better decision. I'm sorry. Goodbye." All the girls began to grow sympathetic, and as soon as Alice stopped reading, her eyes began to burst with tears. "I...I cannot believe this..." A long sigh pulled from her lips, the day was only growing worse for her, she just couldn't take it.

"Alice.." Rosella said, hugging her.

"Why would he...?" Fiorella said, trying to understand the message.

"He ain't even say why this came to be!" Alyssa said, angrily, "Why are guys so fuckin' stupid?"

"He didn't even have the balls to say why?!" Cecelia said, shaking her head, "I think we need to take a visit to his dorm and ask."

"N-no.." Alice said, pressing the REPLY button, "I-I will ask.." Surprisingly, the she was able to compose a message to him, so she felt a bit better that he did not block her yet. With shaken hands, she began to reply:

Ashton,

Can you please tell me why this is? I really did grow to love you. You were so sweet to me, and I was never able to find such love and trust in anyone like this before. I do not hate you, I just want to shake you and ask you why. Please do not let me fall, I need to know. What have I done to you to deserve this? Please just...just tell me.

Message sent.

Alice bit her lip, holding back tears. The message was sent, and there was no getting it back. As she watched the message icon go from sent to read, her heart began to sink. She figured he was online through IM, and if he was planning on replying, she may end up getting hit with bullets over and over again.

Ashton Walker said: Alice, please don't make this any harder than this has to be. Do you honestly think I woke up and said "hey, I want to forget that Alice and I ever crossed paths." No. It's not what I didn't tell you, it's what you didn't tell me.

Alice gasped, then placed her hand over her mouth, "Wh-what does he mean?!" She yelled, causing the girls to look over at her. "He claims there was something I never told him!"

Alyssa rose an eyebrow, "Uhh, you poured ya heart out to this damn man. What does he mean?!"

Alice nodded, "Hold on, I'm about to reply now."

Alice Kirkland said: What are you talking about? I told you everything! I even told you things I have never told my own friends. Do you not realize that? You...you are the only one that know it all. Don't you remember everything I told you..? You healed me, I was able to love because of you. Tell me something, just tell me something!"

It looked like Alice was about to break her phone from typing so hard, so Fiorella rubbed her back to calm her down. Cecelia, Alyssa and Rosella watched as Alice typed away, her breathing visibly pacing faster.

Ashton Walker said: ...if that is what you believe. Goodbye, Alice Kirkland.

Ashton Walker has signed off.

"No...no..." Alice said, breaking out in shivers, "Don't do this to me! Please don't forget about me!" She cried in emotional pain. The girls surrounded her, holding her tightly. "Alice..." Rosella said, "Please, just calm down.."

"He's going to forget about me. I can't go to class tomorrow, please don't make me go!" She yelled, falling to the floor. Ashton was the only person that knew her true feeling, and now she felt like he could care less about it. He was the only person that she could love, and now it was slipping away faster than it was founded. Rosella held Alice close to her, pressing her head to her chest like a baby needing comfort, "I got it from here, you guys. It's been a hell of a day. I'll stay up with Alice, to make sure she goes to sleep and all." The Milanese said, sighing, "Those guys were nothing but bad luck."

"A'ight." Alyssa said, "Feel better, Alice."

"This is just so fucked up." Cecelia said, standing up to get ready to leave.

"Arrivederci, Alice. You know where we are if you need us." Fiorella added.

After they said their goodbyes to the broken Alice and Rosella, the trio took their leave.