Mal stayed in the kitchen, pleased that nobody had walked in on her for the past hour or so. Her wrists had stopped bleeding, but there was still dry blood from them and on the floor and her outfit. If she had makeup on it would look like a complete wreck on her face. Her crappy, chobby cut hair was wild from the shaking she had rubbed to it during her meltdown. She couldn't breathe. She had little fresh brethe entering and leaving her body, she felt like she was sucking so much during her sobbing that her ribs had broken and her heart cracking slowly.
"Why (hic) why (hic) why (hic) won't she (hic) switch with me! (hic)" Mal sobbed. She wailed and made some weird sobbing sounds, not making any sort of sense at all.
The silver doors slammed opened on the other side. "Audrey?"
It was Aziz.
Mal sobbed still.
Aziz followed the sound of sobbing, all the way to the back where most of the pots, pants and knives were kept during the unused hours. "Audrey?" He turned a corner and found 'Audrey' on the floor; in a miserable state. "Audrey!" He said loudly with pain.
"Ahhhh-ughhhh!" Mal sobbed, falling to her side. "I ugh waguhha," She continued making weird, sobbing sounds.
Aziz sat next to her and held her up, putting her head on his lap, and rubbed her hair and wiping her tears away. "Sshhs, shhs, it's okay, it's okay." The prince whispered to his girlfriend. "I'm so sorry."
"Uahwauagh," Mal wailed, sniffing.
"I'm so sorry you're in this mess." Aziz said to her softly, brushed her hair.
"Why...here?" Mal managed to speak clearly after a couple of minutes.
Aziz gave Mal a sweet, faint, tender smile. "Because I love my girlfriend."
"I (hic) ruin (hic) lives." Mal muttered.
"No you don't. You don't ruin them at all." The dark haired boy told her.
"Yes I do. I messed up."
"We all do."
Mal lost it again. "I FREAKING SLEPT WITH YOU AND MY FAMILY FOUND OUT AND THEY'RE NOT BEING NICE ABOUT IT! I'M ALSO THE DAMN SCHOOL FREAKING SLUT!"
Aziz smiled. "The virgin is a slut?"
Mal shot her brown eyes at him, bewildered by his comment. "What?"
"I asked you: The virgin is a slut?"
"Vir...gin?"
"Yeah silly," Aziz told her, wiping a few more tears away. "You never let me explain what happened last night."
Mal sniffed a couple of times, staring at Aziz still, wondering what he meant.
"Last night you were too drunk to do anything and I was afraid your grandfather would find you drunk. So I took you back to my room and texted someone to call your grandparents and let them think you were sleeping at Lonnie's house. Anyways, we started making out and I told myself I wasn't going to take advantage of you while you were drunk. Ha ha ha, you stopped and said 'I'm sleepy!' and just fell asleep."
"Nude?"
"Hey, your a stripper drunk both awake and sleep." Aziz said. "Throughout the night you stripped while saying 'I'm too hot in clothes!' and then fell asleep."
Mal blushed red. Whether that was her drunkness or Audrey's drunkness, it was embarrasing to hear this. "Honestly?"
"Honestly," He said.
"'kay," Mal muttered. But her mind went to Audrey and her mother's words. Useless and worthless. "But I'm just...worthless."
"Who says that?"
"Everyone knows it. They think it."
"Nobody thinks. A diva, maybe," He laughed. "But not worthless. Ever. You are loved and wanted by everyone."
"No I'm not." Mal muttered.
"Audrey," Aziz held her in his embrace firmer. "I understand all this pressure you have on you when it comes to family. I get a similar thing. Even if it's not the exact same thing, there are a lot of things in common and I can't deal with all that stress." He quickly eyeballed where her cuts were and back at her eyes. "But this doesn't help though," Aziz told her.
Mal rolled her eyes. At least this was Aziz and not Ben. If Ben ever found out about her doing this to herself, it'll break his heart more than anything else.
Aziz leaned down and kissed 'Audrey's' forehead sweetly. "I can show you the world. Shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me, princess, now when did. You last let your heart decide?" He sang sweetly.
Though Mal knew he was singing to Audrey, she smiled at the sweetness this boy was to Audrey. As dramatic and wild and annoying Audrey was, at least she had someone who loved her.
I guess this is why people call being in love is crazy.
"You busy tonight?" He asked her.
"I guess not."
"Date? Meet you under the cherry blossom tree near the front of the school." He said.
"Sure." Mal said. She needed a night out and, frankly, she didn't want to be near Ben and have him go crazy about how 'She' made things horrible for 'Mal' and upsetted 'her' in the process.
