Disclaimer: I own other characters you do not recognize but I do not own Alex, Paige, or anyone else from Degrassi.
Rated: R for various reasons.
A/N: Sorry for not updating so long. It's summer break and I may have much time to update this and my PR fic, "Tsunami Storm" so we'll see what happens in the future. P.S. this chapter is done in Alex's POV.
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Chapter XIV: Vodka(Alex's POV)
The movies. Why the fuck did Jay want to come here for? I work in one and I didn't want to go. But Jay persuaded me with a little kiss. Okay, more than a kiss. Besides, I knew we weren't gonna watch the damn movie anyway if you get my drift. We were gonna ask Amy but um, she said no. So I thought what the hell? Might as well have it an actual "date."
When Zombies Attack is what we're gonna go see. I hate these zombie flicks. Always the same thing. Zombies come back and try to eat the flesh off our body. Pretty much the whole damn story. But Jay paid for everything including popcorn, which he never did. Talk about weird huh?
The previews started when we came in and we were gonna sit in the back so people won't watch us make out and believe me, they do. But somehow we sat 3 rows from the back and sat on the other side. I was on the end in the aisle cause I usually go to the bathroom a lot during movies. Maybe I got some strange bladder problem. Hmm, whatever.
The lights dimmed and that's when Jay started the touching. His hand went up my leg and settled on my left breast. Whoever invented lights, thank you. Our lips touched and we were on full make out mode. "Damn it, Jay, wait until the lights go off." I muttered. But while he kissed and sucked on my neck, I felt like I was being watched. And who would have thought, there was Mr. President himself, Marco. And with him was Princess Paige. Again, I run into her everywhere. This town is way too fucking small.
I grabbed Jay closer to me and I saw Paige peek over Marco to watch us. And I winked at her and smiled. But I forgot about her and focused on Jay who did wonders with his hands and where they were would get us kicked out of the theater.
Huh, this is too good to be true.
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I got tired of making out. I mean, how can you get tired of making out? But after a while, you can't do more in a public place, let alone in a movie theater. Jay and I decided to watch the damn movie since Jay paid his money for it. I understand and if I spent my money, I would want my money's worth. But on the way, I saw Paige holding the popcorn bucket in her hand and walking down the stairs.
This should be interesting, I thought. "Be right back." I told Jay.
"Aiight." He said back. I left my black jacket behind and was wearing a black wife beater and baggy black pants. Seemed everything was black today. I saw Paige standing in line, waiting.
I smirked and walked casually behind her. "What are you doing here?" I whispered in her ear. Paige jumped a little at my voice.
"Seeing a movie. What are you here for? Another make out scene with Jay?" she spat back.
"Enjoying the show are you?" I whispered back. I love messing with her. I placed my hands on her hips but she brushed them away and moved up as the line moved. She's not getting away that easily. "I bet you like watching it." I said into her ear. Her breathing got a little raspier. "You probably get off on it. Fantasize in your little seat in the dark touching yourself. Wishing that it was me." I said some more.
"Stop it." Paige whispered back.
"Fine. But you know I'm right. Deep down in that cold hearted soul of yours, you know I'm right." I said and I brushed past her to the bathroom.
I fucking had her. I had her in my grasp. But why the fuck did I feel kinda of, I don't know, bad? I don't feel that at all. I'm becoming a softie. I went to the bathroom and it was empty. I stood in front of the mirror and saw pen marks on my hands. How the fuck did that happen? I got that pink colored soap and turned the water to hot. I didn't even notice that the door opened and footsteps came to me.
"You just love fucking with me don't you?" It was Paige and she looked pissed. I dried off my hands with the paper towels.
"Did I already do that?" I teased her. I threw my trash in the large black trashcan.
"Don't play that." Paige said. She came over and grabbed my shoulders. "Why do you do it? Why do you always mess with me?" she asked me.
"Because I can Paige. And it's because you let me do it." I said. I moved out of her grasp and went straight to the door but Paige is too fast. She closed the door before I even had a chance to open it all the way. Damn her.
"No. Tell me the truth. Is it cause you don't like me?" She asked me. I looked at her and tried to avoid my eyes from hers. "Or is it that you hate me?"
"I don't hate you." I spat out.
"Then what the fuck is it?" Paige said.
"It's cause.." I tried to say. Fuck, I never get nervous.
"It's cause why?" Paige asked.
"It's because I like you." I said.
"What?" Paige looked confused.
"You fucking heard me. Now get out my way, bitch." I opened the door wide enough with all the rage in me. I stormed back into the theater and found Jay half-asleep in the seat. "We're leaving." I snatched up my jacket.
"We are?" Jay asked, still half-asleep.
"Yeah now get your ass up." I said. Jay got up and followed me down the stairs. I wanted to get the farthest away from this place.
Especially from Paige.
And I have Mr. Vodka waiting for me at home to numb the pain.
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A/N: I got inspired to write this part while watching a Degrassi marathon. Chapter 15, in Paige's POV will be uploaded soon. Sorry for making Alex sort of soft but it just sorta happened. But I made it up by calling Paige a bitch. Also, my PR series, "Tsunami Storm," will be update tomorrow. And you guys should check out my livejournal. The link is in my info if you wanna visit it.