Chapter One
I knocked on the door marked 1803 instantly. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking. Adrenaline and fear raced through my veins. I continued to pound on the dark wood, waiting for someone, hopefully Jasmine, to invite me inside. I heard the lock being fiddled with from the inside and ceased my knocking. The door swung open a quarter of the way and Alek peered around it's edge.
"Have you been crying?" He asked simply, his British accent hanging on each word.
"Me?" I asked stupidly, kicking myself inside "No, of course not! I just had something in my eye." Alek stared at me suspiciously as if noting that both eyes were puffy. "Both eyes, actually. It must have been a bug or something it went from the right eye right into the left. Strange. I know." It was the stupidest lie I'd ever told, but for some reason admitting to Alek that I had in fact been crying would have felt weak and childish. "So, is Jasmine here?" I pushed my way passed him, and into the dimly lit apartment.
"Chloe-" he protested a second too late. I stared feeling a lump rise in the back of my throat.
"Jasmine!" I fell to my knees at her side. "Jasmine? Oh my god! Jasmine wake up." My voice cracked and tears streamed down my flushed cheeks. "Jasmine, wake up, please." I was begging on my knees. She couldn't be dead. First Brian, now Jasmine? Jasmine, the one person I needed to talk to more than anything.
Two arms laced around my middle and I turned falling into his chest. "She can't be dead! I need to talk to her. She's not supposed to die, not now, not ever." I sobbed.
"Shhh, shhh it's okay." Alek attempted to soothe me.
"It's not! What am I going to do? I need to ask her, she needs to be here."
"Ask her what?"
"It doesn't even matter." I complained "she's gone now and it's all my fault. I'm the Uniter, I'm supposed to stop Mai from being killed. She shouldn't be dead!"
"It is not your fault." Alek said sternly. "Don't ever blame yourself for this."
"But I killed him, and I didn't mean to. But I didn't even want to kiss him, he kissed me, and I should've realized it a long time ago, but I didn't and now I can't even tell you." I rambled uncontrollably without looking into Alek's eyes. I couldn't face him, not now.
"Tell me what?" Alek stroked the back of my head which in usual circumstances I may have found a bit creepy, but now it was the one thing keeping me from going absolutely crazy.
"It doesn't even matter."
"Of course it does," he countered.
"You'd never believe me. And why should you? I don't deserve you, not at even a little bit. I died, Alek. I lost another life and do you know why? Because I'm stupid. I am a stupid, stupid fool. It wasn't him, my dad, and I should've known too because it was too good to be true. It was a trap and then Brian came in and found me dead, or I'm guessing that's how it happened because I was dead so I don't really know what happened. But then I wasn't dead and I could hear someone saying 'I love you' but the voice sounded funny, distant. So I couldn't tell who it was and I opened my eyes but things were blurry and there was some figure over me. Next thing I know, some boy is kissing me. I found myself hoping, whishing it was you. But it wasn't. And I could tell that before my sight was completely clear, it felt wrong. I didn't like it. So that's when I realized that the only person I want to be with is you, and that I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you. But I needed to talk with Jasmine so you believe me, because you would think that I was just picking you since Brian is no longer an option. Which isn't the case but-" I choked on my words trying to hold in sobs "you are going to think it is and there's no way around it-"
"Chloe-"
"Plus now Jasmine is dead, and Brian and Amy is going to kill me because I was going to come to Jasmine first. This sucks! I suck, I suck so bad."
"You don't suck. And, Chloe, Valentina is dead too." Alek looked sick "I figured I might as well tell you."
I started crying all over again right into his shirt which was already soaked with tears. "And this is why I suck."
"Chloe, stop." He whispered.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I repeated this over and over until my eyes felt heavy and Alek's chest started feeling even more comfortable. My eyelids slid shut and I fell asleep.
I woke up slowly, my mind was still lost in dreamland as I stretched and realized I didn't know where I was. I shot up, flying out of the bed like a ninja. What the hell? The room was tan, and not personalized at all. The only light was coming in from the window, where the heavy velvet drapes did not close completely together. I walked over to them and pushed them their separate ways. Light flooded in from the California sunrise. I turned my back to it, rubbing the sunlight from my eyes and taking a second look at the bedroom. It was organized, the books were lined up on their shelves, the only item on the top of the desk was a laptop which was closed and centered. Neat freak, much?
"You're an early riser." I shrieked and grabbed the first thing in sight – the alarm clock – I whipped it towards the figure I hadn't noticed come in.
Alek caught the alarm clock and raised his eye brow. "Don't do that." I demanded.
"But it's so much fun!" He insisted tossing the clock back to me.
"Nice bed head," I replied. Alek, usually composed with highlighted locks falling to one side, had Frankenstein hair. He was also shirtless, which somehow, I don't know how, I had seemed to miss before. I attempted not to stare at his toned muscles, but I swear his abs had abs.
"Earth to Chloe?" Alek waved his hands in front of him, looking concerned.
"Wha-what?" I stammered.
"I said, do you want some breakfast?" He furrowed his eye brows and waited for me to nod. "Great, because we've got work to do?"
I tried to ask him what work was ahead but my brain couldn't form the words. Literally, I was completely dumbfounded.
This was going to be a long day.
A/N: So do you love it? Hate it? Please let me know! I'm not really sure were I'm going with this, but I got this idea and just decided to try it out. Lots of Chalek fluff to come! (: