a/n: This started out as a REALLY long chapter, but I split it up because I wanted more chapters. Er... the next one will posted in short order because it's already been written. In these two, you'll learn more about Alex. Well, just read 'em, kay? ^_^
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Alex lay on her bed, her CD player blaring. David was in his room and the loud music didn't bother him. In fact, he liked Linkin Park almost as much as Alex.
Neither of them heard Jade come home. It was only brought to Alex's attention when her sister flung open her door.
"Don't you knock?" she snapped over the music.
Jade smirked. "Turn that down. I've got something you'll want to hear."
"What? Are you pregnant with Rick's kid or something?" Alex retorted.
Jade's face went serious for a moment. "Alex, that's not something to be joked about."
"Who cares? Get out of my room."
Growing aggravated, Jade stormed over to the CD player and shut it off.
"Hey!" Alex cried, leaping off the bed and grabbing her sister's shirt collar. "I was listening to that! Keep off my stuff!"
"Get off of me," Jade snarled, throwing her sister's hand off of her. She took a few steps backward, seeing the all too familiar fire blaze in Alex's eyes. "You'll be interested to know who I saw at Victoria's today."
"Who? Rick?" Alex snapped, her fists clenched.
"Very funny. Try Bakura and his father," Jade replied, folding her arms and smirking.
Alex snorted. "So? What are you dating his dad now?"
"Alex, I'm not dating his father, no. That would mean you couldn't date Bakura," Jade said.
Outraged, Alex lunged at her sister with a yell. Before Jade had a chance to react, she had been slammed against the wall and was being held there by her throat. Jade grabbed at her younger sister's hand, gasping for breath. A slight panic flood through her at the fury in Alex's eyes.
"I'm not dating him. I will never date him. If you so much as mention this again... to anyone... I swear, I won't let go next time," Alex threatened in a low hiss. She pulled her hand away sharply and her sister gasped for breath, touching her throat.
"Alex, what's wrong with you?" Jade choked. "You haven't been the same ever since..."
"I've changed Jade, that's right. And you'll learn to deal with it, or you'll wake up to find I'm not here any more," Alex threatened.
Jade's eyes grew wide as she rubbed her throat. "Alex, come on... you've never done it before," she said.
"You don't think I will?" Alex yelled, storming over to her end table. She grabbed her pen knife off of it and in one swift move had the blade out. Before Jade had a chance to say anything, Alex had brought the knife down on her arm, cutting a slit in her bare skin. Immediately blood started to ooze from it, but she was oblivious to the pain because of her fury.
"Alex!" Jade cried, panic flooding through her at the sight of her sister. "Alex, come on!"
"Get out of my room," Alex snarled, holding the knife above her arm, ready to bring it down again.
"Give me the knife," Jade said, holding out her hand.
"No friggin' way," her sister snapped. But, she did fold the blade inside and throw it across the floor into a corner of the room.
Petrified, Jade nodded and backed over to Alex's door. She left quickly and Alex stormed over to her door, slamming it shut. The pain started to flood into her arm as her anger lessened. She cursed under her breath and pressed her hand over her cut.
It wasn't the first time she had threatened her sister with her life. Sometimes it was the only way to get her to leave her alone. She wasn't afraid to cut herself, but she didn't find it fun either. It might not hurt at first when she did it out of fury, but afterwards she regretted it.
As blood soaked her hand and trickled down her arm, Alex kicked open one of her drawers and grabbed a towel out of it. She pressed it against her arm and winced. She knew she hadn't cut herself to the point of stitches, but it was worse than usual.
The towel she used was stained a deep red from previous times she had used it. Once white, it now constantly looked filthy, no matter how many times it was washed.
Alex headed to her door and opened it. She ran past her brother's open door and locked herself in the bathroom. He didn't know she did this and it would petrify him if he found out.
She took the towel off her arm and ran the water in the sink. She splashed it on her arm and winced as the water entered the cut, rinsing away the blood. When her cut was free of blood, she quickly shut of the tap and dried it with the towel. Before it started to bleed again, Alex grabbed her blood stained ace bandage and wrapped it tightly around her arm. She picked up her towel and opened the bathroom door. On her way back to her room, she opened the closet door and tossed the towel into the laundry basket.
"Alex?" David called, leaning back in his chair to see her through his doorway.
She ignored him, not wanting him to see the bandage around her arm. Instead, she entered her room and slammed the door behind her. She dug through her closet and found a black, long sleeved shirt that said across the front in white lettering, "Dysfunctional." She quickly changed her shirt and threw her tee-shirt into the closet, shutting the door.
Sighing in disgust, she dropped onto her bed, punching the "play" button on her CD player. Immediately Linkin Park blared through the house once more.
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By the next morning, her cut had scabbed and she removed her bandage, throwing that to be laundered as well. She put on her "Dysfunctional" shirt again and black jeans with her chains. She threw her hair up into a messy bun and applied her make up. Choosing lip gloss today instead of her black lipstick, she grabbed her backpack and headed downstairs.
Leaving the house without a word to Jade, she slammed the door behind her. She hitched her backpack up onto her shoulder as she made her way down the road. The cool breeze blew her bangs into her eyes and she pushed them out of her face.
"Alex!"
She groaned, knowing who it was that was running to keep up with her. "What do you want?" she snapped.
"Wait for me!" Bakura panted, hitching his backpack onto his shoulders as he ran after her.
"You're running and I'm walking. You'll catch up," she replied.
He made it to her side, breathing heavily. "Hi," he said.
She just sighed.
"Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her quizzically.
"I'm fine," she grumbled, the memory of the night before still fresh in her mind.
"Um... okay," Bakura said, catching his breath. - I wonder what's wrong. -
Bakura made a few more failed attempts at conversation before they reached the school. After that it was pretty much the usual hustle and bustle until lunch.
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Alex didn't bother with taking lunch that day. Instead she just followed Bakura outside and sat down next to him against a tree. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Alex staring up at the sky.
Finally, Bakura couldn't stand the silence any longer. "You're rather quiet today. Is something wrong?" he asked.
"The usual morons," she grumbled.
"Right. Um... did Jade mention I saw her at Victoria's yesterday?" he asked.
Alex snorted. "Yeah."
Bakura felt his face flush. "Um... well, I've met Rick. He seems nice," he said, struggling to keep conversation going.
Alex stared at him like he had a hole in his head. "You're kidding me, right? He's a bigger freak than you."
"Oh, well, I'm glad there's /someone/ weirder than me," he kidded.
Alex snorted with slight amusement, then went back to staring at the sky, rubbing her left forearm lightly.
Bakura watched her for a moment, noting the distant way she was acting. "Alex, I know there's something wrong, what is it?" he asked finally.
Alex sighed, letting her hand fall to her side. "If I tell you, you can't tell anyone, do you swear?" she asked, penetrating his kind eyes with her cold ones.
"Yeah, all right," he said, slight concern in his face.
She opened her mouth to speak, but never got the words out. At that moment, the doors to the school opened and five girls came outside. Alex snarled over Bakura's shoulder, making him turn around in confusion.
- Oh, no, - he thought at the sight of the preps.
They came over and Alex stood to face them, fists clenched. Bakura stood as well in case Alex attempted anything.
"You must be the weirdest couple I've ever seen," Darcy said, looking Alex and Bakura up and down.
Alex's eyes blazed as she glared at them. "Get out of here before I make you," she snarled.
The leader of the group, Rita, snorted. "We're not afraid of you. Your friend won't let you hit us. We can say anything we want and you can't do a thing about it," she said, beginning to circle Alex.
Alex yelled and lunged at her, making Rita stumble backwards a few steps. Bakura quickly wrapped his arms around his friend's waist, stopping her from getting any closer to the prep.
"Alex! This is ridiculous!" he said, struggling to keep a hold on her.
"Bakura let go of me!" Alex yelled, stamping on his foot.
He winced, but held on. "Alex, come on, stop!"
The preps were laughing hysterically. "Aw, see, Bakura won't let his girlfriend hurt us. How /sweet/. He must still like you, Elsie," Brittany said, looking over at the blonde who was admiring her nails.
"You /what/?" Alex screamed, spinning around in Bakura's arms to face him. She shoved him off of her and he stumbled backwards into the tree. "You like one of /them/?" she screeched. "What's /wrong/ with you?"
"N-no!" Bakura started, feeling his face flush.
But Alex had already rounded on the preps again. She lunged at Julie, but Bakura leapt off the tree and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me, Ryou!" she screamed, trying to wrench her arm out of his grip.
The use of his last name stung, and it was just enough to manage to get up the guts to twist her arm behind her back. She cried out and he immediately regretted doing it, though he only loosened his hold slightly.
"Let go of me!" she screamed, fighting him, though it did no good.
"Ooooh, little miss tough has been beaten by a /geek/," Rita taunted and the others laughed, making Alex's eyes blaze.
"Go back inside, or I'll let go of her," Bakura said. At this point he was actually considering it.
"You won't let go of her," Elsie hissed in his ear as she passed behind him. Bakura blushed in both anger and embarrassment.
"You sick freak," Alex snarled at him. "Get off of me or I swear I'll kill you when you finally do let go."
"I'll let go! Go inside or I will!" Bakura said to the preps. He caught Elsie's eye and glared at her.
She elbowed Rita and nodded her head towards the school doors. "Come on. Let's go. I'm getting bored," she said.
Rita looked at her like she was insane, but when she saw the slightly nervous look in her friend's eyes, she agreed. "Come on. But tomorrow it'll be all the rage that Alex the punk and Bakura the geek are dating," she said with an evil grin.
"It will not!" Alex screamed after them as they reentered the school. "I'll kill you! Get /off/ me!" She stamped on Bakura's foot and he pushed her up against the wall. "Let go of me!"
"Alex! Calm down!" He cried, still holding her arm behind her back.
"I swear to God if you don't let go of me I'll kill you!" she screeched.
He quickly spun her around to face him, pinning her to the wall by her shoulders. "You won't hurt me," he said, praying he was right.
Alex glared at him. "You may be stronger than me but I have knees and you could very well find one of them where you'd rather not," she threatened.
Bakura fought the urge to wince and managed to keep his face straight. "Do it then," he said, surprised at his own daring. He hoped against hope she was bluffing.
She glared at him a minute. "Did you seriously like that prep?" she snarled.
This caught Bakura off guard and he broke eye contact. His grip on her shoulders loosened slightly in his embarrassment. "When I first moved here but..." he started, but suddenly found himself flying backwards. He struggled to keep his balance as he stumbled.
Alex lunged at him and grabbed his shirt collar. She slammed him into the tree, putting a hand to his throat and holding on. "I could so easily put you in the hospital, do you really want to mess with me?" she hissed.
"Alex..." Bakura choked, gripping at her hand. "Let go..."
Alex struggled with herself a moment, unable to speak through fury. She lifted her other fist to punch him in the face and Bakura squeezed his eyes shut, still struggling for breath. But her hand hovered there, unable to move, no matter how much she wanted to hit him. With a frustrated yell, she removed her hand from his throat sharply and he slid down the tree, gasping for breath.
"You don't seem so cocky now," she snarled.
"I wasn't cocky before," he choked.
"Why don't you leave me alone. I deal with my problems my way. If you don't like it, don't follow me around," she growled, glaring at him. She turned and stalked back into the school, leaving Bakura on the ground.
He watched her leave, still trying to catch his breath. He leaned his head against the tree trunk and closed his eyes. The cruel way she had called him by his last name echoed in his mind. She had never called him Ryou before, even when she had first met him. Of course, she had never nearly strangled him either. He touched his throat, remembering how easily she had cornered him.
But she had had every opportunity to hurt him further, and she hadn't taken any of them. She could have punched him... kneed him... yet she hadn't. He knew she would have done far worse to the preps.
He got up off the ground, suddenly feeling energetic again. She couldn't hurt him because even though on the outside she was furious, on the inside they were friends. He entered the school again as the bell rang. He'd make sure to talk to Alex after school.
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a/n: Okay, I don't suppose there are too many more chapters here, but there are a few. So, review and I'll post the end, kay? Thanks.
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Alex lay on her bed, her CD player blaring. David was in his room and the loud music didn't bother him. In fact, he liked Linkin Park almost as much as Alex.
Neither of them heard Jade come home. It was only brought to Alex's attention when her sister flung open her door.
"Don't you knock?" she snapped over the music.
Jade smirked. "Turn that down. I've got something you'll want to hear."
"What? Are you pregnant with Rick's kid or something?" Alex retorted.
Jade's face went serious for a moment. "Alex, that's not something to be joked about."
"Who cares? Get out of my room."
Growing aggravated, Jade stormed over to the CD player and shut it off.
"Hey!" Alex cried, leaping off the bed and grabbing her sister's shirt collar. "I was listening to that! Keep off my stuff!"
"Get off of me," Jade snarled, throwing her sister's hand off of her. She took a few steps backward, seeing the all too familiar fire blaze in Alex's eyes. "You'll be interested to know who I saw at Victoria's today."
"Who? Rick?" Alex snapped, her fists clenched.
"Very funny. Try Bakura and his father," Jade replied, folding her arms and smirking.
Alex snorted. "So? What are you dating his dad now?"
"Alex, I'm not dating his father, no. That would mean you couldn't date Bakura," Jade said.
Outraged, Alex lunged at her sister with a yell. Before Jade had a chance to react, she had been slammed against the wall and was being held there by her throat. Jade grabbed at her younger sister's hand, gasping for breath. A slight panic flood through her at the fury in Alex's eyes.
"I'm not dating him. I will never date him. If you so much as mention this again... to anyone... I swear, I won't let go next time," Alex threatened in a low hiss. She pulled her hand away sharply and her sister gasped for breath, touching her throat.
"Alex, what's wrong with you?" Jade choked. "You haven't been the same ever since..."
"I've changed Jade, that's right. And you'll learn to deal with it, or you'll wake up to find I'm not here any more," Alex threatened.
Jade's eyes grew wide as she rubbed her throat. "Alex, come on... you've never done it before," she said.
"You don't think I will?" Alex yelled, storming over to her end table. She grabbed her pen knife off of it and in one swift move had the blade out. Before Jade had a chance to say anything, Alex had brought the knife down on her arm, cutting a slit in her bare skin. Immediately blood started to ooze from it, but she was oblivious to the pain because of her fury.
"Alex!" Jade cried, panic flooding through her at the sight of her sister. "Alex, come on!"
"Get out of my room," Alex snarled, holding the knife above her arm, ready to bring it down again.
"Give me the knife," Jade said, holding out her hand.
"No friggin' way," her sister snapped. But, she did fold the blade inside and throw it across the floor into a corner of the room.
Petrified, Jade nodded and backed over to Alex's door. She left quickly and Alex stormed over to her door, slamming it shut. The pain started to flood into her arm as her anger lessened. She cursed under her breath and pressed her hand over her cut.
It wasn't the first time she had threatened her sister with her life. Sometimes it was the only way to get her to leave her alone. She wasn't afraid to cut herself, but she didn't find it fun either. It might not hurt at first when she did it out of fury, but afterwards she regretted it.
As blood soaked her hand and trickled down her arm, Alex kicked open one of her drawers and grabbed a towel out of it. She pressed it against her arm and winced. She knew she hadn't cut herself to the point of stitches, but it was worse than usual.
The towel she used was stained a deep red from previous times she had used it. Once white, it now constantly looked filthy, no matter how many times it was washed.
Alex headed to her door and opened it. She ran past her brother's open door and locked herself in the bathroom. He didn't know she did this and it would petrify him if he found out.
She took the towel off her arm and ran the water in the sink. She splashed it on her arm and winced as the water entered the cut, rinsing away the blood. When her cut was free of blood, she quickly shut of the tap and dried it with the towel. Before it started to bleed again, Alex grabbed her blood stained ace bandage and wrapped it tightly around her arm. She picked up her towel and opened the bathroom door. On her way back to her room, she opened the closet door and tossed the towel into the laundry basket.
"Alex?" David called, leaning back in his chair to see her through his doorway.
She ignored him, not wanting him to see the bandage around her arm. Instead, she entered her room and slammed the door behind her. She dug through her closet and found a black, long sleeved shirt that said across the front in white lettering, "Dysfunctional." She quickly changed her shirt and threw her tee-shirt into the closet, shutting the door.
Sighing in disgust, she dropped onto her bed, punching the "play" button on her CD player. Immediately Linkin Park blared through the house once more.
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By the next morning, her cut had scabbed and she removed her bandage, throwing that to be laundered as well. She put on her "Dysfunctional" shirt again and black jeans with her chains. She threw her hair up into a messy bun and applied her make up. Choosing lip gloss today instead of her black lipstick, she grabbed her backpack and headed downstairs.
Leaving the house without a word to Jade, she slammed the door behind her. She hitched her backpack up onto her shoulder as she made her way down the road. The cool breeze blew her bangs into her eyes and she pushed them out of her face.
"Alex!"
She groaned, knowing who it was that was running to keep up with her. "What do you want?" she snapped.
"Wait for me!" Bakura panted, hitching his backpack onto his shoulders as he ran after her.
"You're running and I'm walking. You'll catch up," she replied.
He made it to her side, breathing heavily. "Hi," he said.
She just sighed.
"Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her quizzically.
"I'm fine," she grumbled, the memory of the night before still fresh in her mind.
"Um... okay," Bakura said, catching his breath. - I wonder what's wrong. -
Bakura made a few more failed attempts at conversation before they reached the school. After that it was pretty much the usual hustle and bustle until lunch.
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Alex didn't bother with taking lunch that day. Instead she just followed Bakura outside and sat down next to him against a tree. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Alex staring up at the sky.
Finally, Bakura couldn't stand the silence any longer. "You're rather quiet today. Is something wrong?" he asked.
"The usual morons," she grumbled.
"Right. Um... did Jade mention I saw her at Victoria's yesterday?" he asked.
Alex snorted. "Yeah."
Bakura felt his face flush. "Um... well, I've met Rick. He seems nice," he said, struggling to keep conversation going.
Alex stared at him like he had a hole in his head. "You're kidding me, right? He's a bigger freak than you."
"Oh, well, I'm glad there's /someone/ weirder than me," he kidded.
Alex snorted with slight amusement, then went back to staring at the sky, rubbing her left forearm lightly.
Bakura watched her for a moment, noting the distant way she was acting. "Alex, I know there's something wrong, what is it?" he asked finally.
Alex sighed, letting her hand fall to her side. "If I tell you, you can't tell anyone, do you swear?" she asked, penetrating his kind eyes with her cold ones.
"Yeah, all right," he said, slight concern in his face.
She opened her mouth to speak, but never got the words out. At that moment, the doors to the school opened and five girls came outside. Alex snarled over Bakura's shoulder, making him turn around in confusion.
- Oh, no, - he thought at the sight of the preps.
They came over and Alex stood to face them, fists clenched. Bakura stood as well in case Alex attempted anything.
"You must be the weirdest couple I've ever seen," Darcy said, looking Alex and Bakura up and down.
Alex's eyes blazed as she glared at them. "Get out of here before I make you," she snarled.
The leader of the group, Rita, snorted. "We're not afraid of you. Your friend won't let you hit us. We can say anything we want and you can't do a thing about it," she said, beginning to circle Alex.
Alex yelled and lunged at her, making Rita stumble backwards a few steps. Bakura quickly wrapped his arms around his friend's waist, stopping her from getting any closer to the prep.
"Alex! This is ridiculous!" he said, struggling to keep a hold on her.
"Bakura let go of me!" Alex yelled, stamping on his foot.
He winced, but held on. "Alex, come on, stop!"
The preps were laughing hysterically. "Aw, see, Bakura won't let his girlfriend hurt us. How /sweet/. He must still like you, Elsie," Brittany said, looking over at the blonde who was admiring her nails.
"You /what/?" Alex screamed, spinning around in Bakura's arms to face him. She shoved him off of her and he stumbled backwards into the tree. "You like one of /them/?" she screeched. "What's /wrong/ with you?"
"N-no!" Bakura started, feeling his face flush.
But Alex had already rounded on the preps again. She lunged at Julie, but Bakura leapt off the tree and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me, Ryou!" she screamed, trying to wrench her arm out of his grip.
The use of his last name stung, and it was just enough to manage to get up the guts to twist her arm behind her back. She cried out and he immediately regretted doing it, though he only loosened his hold slightly.
"Let go of me!" she screamed, fighting him, though it did no good.
"Ooooh, little miss tough has been beaten by a /geek/," Rita taunted and the others laughed, making Alex's eyes blaze.
"Go back inside, or I'll let go of her," Bakura said. At this point he was actually considering it.
"You won't let go of her," Elsie hissed in his ear as she passed behind him. Bakura blushed in both anger and embarrassment.
"You sick freak," Alex snarled at him. "Get off of me or I swear I'll kill you when you finally do let go."
"I'll let go! Go inside or I will!" Bakura said to the preps. He caught Elsie's eye and glared at her.
She elbowed Rita and nodded her head towards the school doors. "Come on. Let's go. I'm getting bored," she said.
Rita looked at her like she was insane, but when she saw the slightly nervous look in her friend's eyes, she agreed. "Come on. But tomorrow it'll be all the rage that Alex the punk and Bakura the geek are dating," she said with an evil grin.
"It will not!" Alex screamed after them as they reentered the school. "I'll kill you! Get /off/ me!" She stamped on Bakura's foot and he pushed her up against the wall. "Let go of me!"
"Alex! Calm down!" He cried, still holding her arm behind her back.
"I swear to God if you don't let go of me I'll kill you!" she screeched.
He quickly spun her around to face him, pinning her to the wall by her shoulders. "You won't hurt me," he said, praying he was right.
Alex glared at him. "You may be stronger than me but I have knees and you could very well find one of them where you'd rather not," she threatened.
Bakura fought the urge to wince and managed to keep his face straight. "Do it then," he said, surprised at his own daring. He hoped against hope she was bluffing.
She glared at him a minute. "Did you seriously like that prep?" she snarled.
This caught Bakura off guard and he broke eye contact. His grip on her shoulders loosened slightly in his embarrassment. "When I first moved here but..." he started, but suddenly found himself flying backwards. He struggled to keep his balance as he stumbled.
Alex lunged at him and grabbed his shirt collar. She slammed him into the tree, putting a hand to his throat and holding on. "I could so easily put you in the hospital, do you really want to mess with me?" she hissed.
"Alex..." Bakura choked, gripping at her hand. "Let go..."
Alex struggled with herself a moment, unable to speak through fury. She lifted her other fist to punch him in the face and Bakura squeezed his eyes shut, still struggling for breath. But her hand hovered there, unable to move, no matter how much she wanted to hit him. With a frustrated yell, she removed her hand from his throat sharply and he slid down the tree, gasping for breath.
"You don't seem so cocky now," she snarled.
"I wasn't cocky before," he choked.
"Why don't you leave me alone. I deal with my problems my way. If you don't like it, don't follow me around," she growled, glaring at him. She turned and stalked back into the school, leaving Bakura on the ground.
He watched her leave, still trying to catch his breath. He leaned his head against the tree trunk and closed his eyes. The cruel way she had called him by his last name echoed in his mind. She had never called him Ryou before, even when she had first met him. Of course, she had never nearly strangled him either. He touched his throat, remembering how easily she had cornered him.
But she had had every opportunity to hurt him further, and she hadn't taken any of them. She could have punched him... kneed him... yet she hadn't. He knew she would have done far worse to the preps.
He got up off the ground, suddenly feeling energetic again. She couldn't hurt him because even though on the outside she was furious, on the inside they were friends. He entered the school again as the bell rang. He'd make sure to talk to Alex after school.
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a/n: Okay, I don't suppose there are too many more chapters here, but there are a few. So, review and I'll post the end, kay? Thanks.