Chapter 2:*Alex's Point Of View*
Nate was just staring at me, he knew something was wrong. I'm guessing he didn't say anything because he didn't know me that well. He was to polite to say something about something that he knew nothing about.
This was the first day ever that I was actually happy when class started but I knew that when class was over, I would be a having a nice conversation with Nate. I still don't get why he cares so much. I don't deserve to be cared about.
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The class period went by way to fast, mostly because I wanted it to go by really, really slow. Most days I want it to go by fast but it goes by really slow. Why couldn't it have been like that today?
"So Alex are you going to tell me the real way you got that huge bruise on your arm?" Nate asked me while I was getting all my stuff together after class.
"Maybe if I get to know you a little bit better. The whole thing isn't really something you tell a person as soon as you meet them or something that you tell a person at all. Only, my brother Max, my dad, and Mitchie know the whole situation." I said walking out of the door with him following right behind me.
"You can trust me, I swear. I would never tell anyone about anything that you tell me. I'm not that kind of guy." Nate told me following me down the hall to my locker.
"Yeah, it took me about three or four months to tell Mitchie about what was happening and she is my best friend and has been since we were like four. So why would I tell you, some guy who is just now actually realizing that I exist and talking to me. We have been in the same classes since first grade. We have had all the same teachers and everything." I told him getting into my locker which was full of posters, books, CD's, and other crap that I needed for school.
"Yeah, sorry about that. But as I said before, you can trust me. Or you could let me get to know you better and then you could realize that I am one trust worthy guy." Nate told me still standing behind me while I was getting all my books.
"Ugh, fine, but be prepared to wait along time, I don't trust anyone in this school except for Mitchie and my brother Max. They are the only two that know anything about me. This whole thing is so bad that I had never wanted Max to find out but he did last night. So don't get your hopes up on finding out. I don't want anyone to know what I go through." I said slamming my locker and walking off with him still following me.
"I know you won't tell me what happened but how did Max find out?" Nate asked as we walked towards the science lab.
"He saw it happen. This will all make more sense if you ever find out what happened. Which you most likely won't." I said as we walked into the room.
"NATEY!" I heard someone yell from across the room. It was his girlfriend Hannah. "Come over here!" I heard her say in her very annoying voice.
"You better get over there. You don't want to make your girlfriend wait." I told him as I walked over to Mitchie who was sitting by the window in the back of the room.
Before I even sat down I heard Mitchie ask, "What was with you and Nate talking?"
"He accidently touched the bruise on my arm and he saw me flinch and he asked me how I got it and I lied and said that I fell down the steps. But he didn't believe me so he kept asking me what the real reason was and I said that I would tell him when I trusted him more." I told her as I sat down and pulled out my notebook and started to doodle in my notebook like I always did in Biology.
"Did you tell him anything about what happened?" Mitchie asked in disbelief.
"Nope, I didn't even tell max. He had to find out the hard way. But I'm pretty sure that Nate will never find out." I said still doodling in my notebook.
"Are you ever going to tell him?" Mitchie asked me as she started taking some notes off the board.
"I don't know." I said as I started to actually pay attention to the lecture. I really had no idea what the heck I was going to do. Yet another thing the world is throwing at me. "I guess if he wants to know bad enough he won't stop until he finds out." I said with a sigh. I hope he doesn't want to know. I thought to myself as I turned my attention to Mr. Lawrence.
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I wasn't the happiest person in the world when 3:15 rolled around. I didn't really want to go home to my psycho father. But I had to. I just wish for once that my mother wouldn't have to work all night. I went over to my locker and put the combination in as slowly as I could. I finally opened it up. I looked over at the door where a picture of Justin, Max and I was hanging on the door. I sighed as I remembered that day. It was one of the good days before Justin left and before my mother had to work late. I always kept it in my locker as a reminder than one day my life will be good again.
I always took forever at my locker after school. Max would always ask me why I always took me so long at my locker. Now he knows and he is just hanging around where my locker is since he already has his stuff. He now knows why I always was at my locker for about and hour after school. I would reorganize my locker after school, put all my books in the order that they come for my classes. After I got done, at my locker we walked home together.
As soon as we got close to our house we could hear yelling coming from the house. I could hear my mother yelling at my father who was most likely watching TV in the living room. I heard her yell, "Get off your fat ass and do some work around here." I also heard after that. "If you want me to stay around here you better get a job or I'll be gone as quickly as possible." When we heard that Max and I looked at each other and ran through the door and straight up to our mother.
"Please don't leave, mommy!" I told her hugging her. "Please don't leave us. We need you." I said starting to tear up at the thought of my mother leaving me.
"Aww. Baby. You know I love you and Maxy. But if he doesn't even try to help us out a little bit, I'm gone." My mother said still hugging me.
"Please don't leave us. Max and I already lost Justin. Don't make us lose our mother too." I said pulling out of the hug and walked over to Max. "Please don't leave us here where we will have to fend for ourselves." I said giving her my sad look that used to always work.
"I'm sorry but he has two weeks to try to find work or I'm gone." my mother said before walking out of the door leaving for work.
So now it was just Max, my father, and I all alone. My father was just sitting in the chair watching TV being lazy as always.
"I'm going to my room to do my homework." I said running up the stairs to my bedroom.
I opened my bedroom door and locked it. I knew that wouldn't stop him though. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Mitchie's number.
"Hello?" Mitchie asked kinda annoyed.
"Hey, Mitchie." I said while getting my books out of my backpack. I didn't really have homework but it's a good excuse to use to get away from my dad.
"Oh, hey Lexy. What's up? Or is there something wrong?" Mitchie asked knowing that I only called when I was bored or if something happened at home.
"Well, my mom wants to leave us because my father is so lazy and he won't help out at all. She told him he has two weeks to get a job or she is gone." I told her while laying back on my bed.
"Oh. My. God. That so sucks. If she leaves that will be really, really bad for you and Max." Mitchie said getting worried.
"Yeah, it will be. Let's hope he gets a job because if he doesn't we won't have any heat, water, electricity, food, and in the summer any cool air." I said trying to think of a way to get my mother to stay.
"You could always stay here. Your like a second daughter to my mother. And she thinks that Max is so cute." Mitchie said. I could hear in the background someone sigh and say, "Mitchie we need to get back to working on the project."
"So Mitchie what project are you working on? And who with?" I asked already knowing who it was. I bet she is ecstatic about working with him. I thought to myself.
"Well…its for World History and it Shane Gray." Mitchie said while I heard sigh in impatience. I knew that she would do whatever he asked her to do because she was crushing that hard on him. "I have to go work on the project Alex. Its really rude to keep a person waiting. I'll call you later." Mitchie said hanging up. Thanks a lot Mitchie. I thought as I hung up the phone then I heard the key go in my door and the door open. Great, something else to make me hate today even more.
Hi, guys. Do you like how i'm doing everything at the end? So sorry this is one is alot shorter than the first one. But i'll try to make the next ones alot longer.
So please review. I need four comments before the next chapter, i only got 3 on the first one so im being nice by even posting this. But i wanted to put alot out over the week. I'm on spring break so i have alot of free time next week.
Oh and someone told me that they wanted a sequal to Fighting For Alex. Do you guys want one?