Wasting my time

By: Organized_Chaos

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But wish I could-y

If you find this short poem annoying

Sorr-y

Damnit I am good!

No wonder I have no friends!

J

Song is "Wasting my time" by Default

Donovan purposely walked slowly down the corridor to the gym. Trying to psych himself up for the onslaught of verbal beating he was without a doubt going to receive from Alex. He had been avoiding her for the past week and he could tell she was waiting to find him alone but she had too much pride to actually drag him off to yell at him. 'Ok, I'll just listen for music, and if I don't hear any than I know shes not there and I can leave.' as he approached the opening of the gym he stopped, staining to hear the sound of music.

Well I don't want to see you waiting

I've already gone too far away

I still can't keep the day from ending

No more messed up reasons for me to stay

'Damnit she is here ' he sighed 'Oh well, I better get this off my shoulders ' As Donovan walked closer a new sound travelled to him, covered by the beat of the music. He could hear the sounds of someone punching the punching bag but he could also hear another sound, crying, gut wrenching sobs were filtering through the door of the gym. His heart thudded in his chest as he realized that the voice was all too familiar.

Well this is not for real

Afraid to feel

I just hit the floor

Don't ask for more

Donovan poked his head around the door frame, Alex was swinging her fists with all her might. He had never seen her like this. With each contact her fists made with the bag, a strangled sob escaped her lips. Her face was contorted with sadness and anger.

I'm wasting my time

I'm wasting my time

You can't stop the feeling

And there's no reason

Suddenly she just stopped, her fist stopping in mid-swing and dropped to her side. Alex sucked in a ragged breath, trying unsuccessfully to stop her crying. Donovan suddenly felt extremely guilty, though he tried to pin it on something else 'It isn't me, this isn't my fault, Its some thing else, maybe her dog died' Frank gritted his teeth "My god I am pathetic'

Let's make the call

And take it all again

Woah again

Donovan slowly found his voice. "Alex?" It was all he could say.

Alex's head shot up, his voice seemingly had the same effect at a sledge hammer being driven into her gut. The fleeting look of panic flitted over her face but quickly passed as she clenched her jaw and gave him her best death glare. "What do you want?" she managed as she quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes and rub a spot on her hand.

For the first time Donovan realized that she had been boxing bare-fist with the punching bag. He pointed to her very red and obviously sore hands "You're going to hurt your self doing it like that." Frank tried to keep his voice detached but knew he was failing miserably.

Alex looked up at him with a sudden and unexpected anger flashing in her eyes. "What do you care? BOSS!" She spit out the last part like it tasted bad in her mouth.

Donovan bit back a wince, ok he deserved that, he cleared his throat and clenched his fists by his sides. It was all he could do from rushing up to her, holding her in his arms and telling her everything was going to be alright. "Ok deserved that…"

"Of course you deserve it! You have been avoiding me like I am the bloody plague!"

Donovan had never seen her mad like this before. Her face was a swirl or mixed emotions; sadness, hurt, anger, and lust. Definitely lust was brewing in her eyes, barely being concealed by the tears brimming in them. He quickly averted his eyes. She had positioned herself directly in front of him, her face mere inches from his. Her jaw was clenched in a "no-bullshit accepted" way, heat radiated off of her body like a heater from her hard workout, It was the most damn sexy thing he had ever seen.

Months went by with us pretending

When did our light turn from green to red

I took a chance and left you standing

Lost the will to do this once again

Tears weld up in her eyes again and she angrily brushed them away. "I-I don't know what you learned in Israel but you-you just don't kiss a girl, like she has never been kissed before, and then pretend like it never happened!" Her words were quick and ready to be broken by tears forming again behind he eyes.

Frank tried to cut in but she held up her hand to silence him.

"No, no you just shut up and listen cause if I stop I won't have the strength to start again and I may just end up doing something really stupid, L-like kissing you again , or maybe even punch you out, I'm not sure which right now. Though both seem highly acceptable" She had now deterred from talking to him and was now more talking to herself in quick, strangled words.

Donovan caught her by surprise when his hand snaked out and grabbed her by the elbow and the other was placed on her mouth, to silence the rapid fire words. "I am sorry Alex, I didn't me to do this to you." His voice was unnaturally gentle, the professional tone was gone.

"You didn't mean to avoid m-" her words were once again silenced by his hand being placed over her mouth.

"I let you talk, now let me."

Alex cocked her eye brow and hastily brushed away the remaining tears trekking their way silently down her face. "Yah but you didn't let me fin-"

Frank sighed and once again placed his hand on her mouth.

"Please?!" he squared his self directly in front of her and looked her in her eyes. Alex slowly calculated his face, trying to read his features, his dark eyes searching hers, tanned skin, full lips that she loved to kiss. 'Damn!' She quickly found an interesting spot on his shoulder to stare at and she gave him a brisk nod.

Well this is not for real

Afraid to feel

I just hit the floor

Don't ask for more

Both of his hands were now grasping her elbows in a all too familiar way. She could feel her blood racing though her veins, and her heart pounding so hard she was sure Frank could feel it too.

"I did not mean to hurt you like this, its just.." he stopped and searched for the right way to continue "when I took this job, I wasn't looking for.." he stopped again trying to find the best word that fit what they had "..this thing that we have." Alex's eyes widening , and tears once again filled them immediately made him realise that what he had said was definitely the wrong thing. Frank tried to open his mouth to take back what he had said, but it was to late the damage was already done

"This thing?? what is that suppose to mean?" Alex angrily pulled her arms out of his reach, "It wasn't some breezy fling Donovan!" Her eyes were ablaze as she tried to keep her voice moderately down. "I'm not some whore that goes around looking for things as you so bluntly put it!"

This time Donovan visibly winced, her words were like slap in the face. He opened his mouth but no sounds came out. He took a step toward her but Alex quickly stepped back.

"You just stay the hell away from me you condescending, supercilious.. asshole!" She was beyond pissed now, tears still mingled their way through the sweat still on her face as anger and hurt prominently clouded her eyes. But mostly hurt, Donovan had hurt her and he hated himself for it. "What happened in the gym meant something to me! And if it didn't to you than I am sorry" she quickly backed away and hastily grabbed her stuff. Donovan's feet were as good as cemented to the floor he was standing on.

"And Donovan?…" her voice now just sounded defeated as she called to him from the door way. He slowly turned to look at her. "What do you think would have happened if the phone hadn't rang?" Donovan searched her eyes, and saw the answer in them, it would have been a lot more than a heated kissing frenzy, and he knew it.

Alex saw that he had come to the same conclusion that she had and continued "What it we had slept together Donovan?" she looked at him for a second letting him take what she had said in, before continuing. "Then you would have been pretty fucked wouldn't you?" and with that bad yet truthful play on words she quickly turned on her heels and walked away.

See you waiting

Lonesome, lonely

See you waiting

I see you waiting

Donovan clenched his eyes shut and balled his hands into tight fists and leaned heavily against the wall. "Oh god I am sorry Alex."

Well this is not for real

Afraid to feel

I just hit the floor

Don't ask for more

I'm wasting my time

I'm wasting my time

You can't stop the feeling

And there's no reason

Let's make the call

And take it all

I'm wasting my time

I'm wasting...

Don't worry it's not over!

R and R!