A/N: Sorry for the long wait, guys! I got grounded because my Mom is an unfair hot-head who jumps into conclusions faster than she can nag me. Anyways back onto the story. Thank you so much for the kind reviews! You have no idea how much they mean to me! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! All you guys out there are totally amazing!
Chapter Eight: Ignorance Isn't Bliss
Monday came back and school began. Shane walked downstairs to find that Mitchie was already gone, though his parents were laughing in the kitchen. Shane walked in, glaring at the two adults, wishing that they were never married. Then maybe, Mitchie would be his girlfriend instead of his stepsister.
Connie and David glanced at Shane then continued rambling on about their conversation. Shane grabbed a piece of French toast dipped in hot butter then walked out of his mansion, dreading school. Today was the day that he and Nate had to do their oral science report. Shane really did not want to deal with Nate, let alone be nice to him for forty-five minutes straight.
Shane drove onto school rather quickly, excited to see Mitchie. He parked his car and saw Alex. His expression was shocked. Alex's skimpy skirt was lowered down to the required height, her button up shirt was actually buttoned up, and most shockingly, she wasn't wearing heels. Shane widened his eyes as he didn't hear a single clacking noise from Alex's shoes.
"What's up with you? You seem…different." Shane said to his friend. Alex shrugged, feeling terrible.
"I'm hungry. Do you have any food with you?" Alex asked. Shane looked down at her shoes. Black Converse. He never thought that he would see the day. "Hello, earth to Shane! Do you have any freaking food?! I'm hella hungry here!"
"Whoa, what crawled up your ass?" Shane asked. Alex screamed and quickly walked away into the building. Shane rolled his eyes and followed shortly behind her. Alex's sudden change in fashion was the last thing in his mind.
Shane froze when he saw Mitchie and Nate talking. They weren't holding hands or talking sweetly to each other. They simply looked like genuine friends. Shane felt his blood boiling and his skin crawling. He swore that he overheard Mitchie wailing about how she and Nate broke up to one of her friends last night. Seeing them together…it was just utterly and simply unbearable for him.
Nate caught Shane's stare and began to glare at him. Even if Mitchie isn't his girlfriend anymore, he would never forgive Shane for what he did to her. Mitchie noticed Nate's glaring and looked behind her to see why he grew angry all of the sudden. Once she saw Shane, Mitchie felt her stomach drop.
"I'll see you later, Nate." Mitchie quickly said, walking as far away as possible from Shane. Nate sighed and turned back to his locker. Shane walked swiftly by Nate, not caring about his dirty look. Nate felt his stomach churn. He just couldn't ignore Shane after what he did to Mitchie.
Nate ran up to Shane and pinned him onto the lockers. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Shane yelled, pushing Nate away.
"What's wrong with me?! You're asking what's wrong with me?! Are you fucking serious?! There has to be at least a billion things wrong with you! I can't believe you would actually do that to her! You have to be insane!" Nate yelled, pushing Shane back. Shane stumbled but quickly regained his balance.
"Why the fuck would you care?! She's not even your girlfriend anymore, asshole!"
"She's still my friend, faggot!" Nate yelled. Everyone stopped to watch the commotion. Shane scoffed.
"She actually forgave you after what you did behind her back? Wow Nate, talk about miraculous. I mean, you did pretty awful things." Nate kept his hard, cold stare at Shane. "And you said that you were not like any of us." Shane said, his voice calm but insulting. Nate cringed. Once again he was being compared to Shane Gray. Heck, even Shane, himself, even agrees.
"What is going on here?" the school's counselor, Mrs. Hampton, demanded. She looked at Nate and Shane, knowing that they were causing the disruption since everyone else was circled around them. "Boys, would you care to explain?"
"No, I think we're done here." Shane said, glaring at Nate. Nate's eyes looked down as he folded his arms and felt a stab of guilt. "Aren't we, Nate?" Shane's voice was icy and cold. Nate looked up at his enemy.
"Yeah. Whatever." he mumbled, walking away. The circle of teenagers faded away as Shane and Nate made their separate ways. Mrs. Hampton shook her head, knowing that she will probably see Nate and Shane later today.
oOo
Alex smiled in satisfaction as she stuffed herself with different varieties of junk food. Chips, candy, chocolate, and more sugary foods were surrounded around her as she sat down in her homeroom seat. She hasn't eaten this many unhealthy choices of food since she was in fifth grade. She licked her fingers clean as they were covered with sugary powder. She hummed about how good it tasted.
Alex ignored the confused looks people gave her. Once again they were all wondering if this was Alex Russo, not only the school's whore but the girl who wouldn't be caught dead eating French fries or any other food that was unhealthy. Alex also ignored the whispers and rude comments around her. She was practically ignoring everything and everyone while pretending that she was in her happy place where only she and junk food existed.
"Russo, what the fuck is wrong with you?" her classmate asked. Alex turned to glare at him. He looked at her, shocked, wishing he took back what he just said. Alex simply glared at him, scaring him off with a look that could kill.
"Do you wanna try that again?" Alex offered in a quiet voice.
"Umm…bye." the boy quickly said, walking quickly towards the back of the class. Alex rolled her eyes and continued eating her food. She did not want to be distracted or interrupted at the moment.
Her homeroom teacher entered the classroom shortly. "Good morning class! Well I want to start off today with the usual news about what's going to be going on…" the teacher looked at Alex, puzzled. Alex watched her teacher as she popped a Godiva chocolate bar into her mouth. "Miss Russo, why on earth are you eating in my classroom?"
"I'm hungry. Duh." Alex said.
"Please Miss Russo, you and the rest of the student body is only permitted to eat during lunch period. If you didn't know, right now isn't lunch period."
"But I'm freaking hungry!" Alex yelled, not taking it. She felt as if she was going to have an intense meltdown soon. Her homeroom teacher and the rest of the students in the classroom looked at Alex, shocked.
"Miss Russo, why don't you see the school's counselor." her teacher said, still shocked, as she pointed at the exit door. Alex rolled her eyes and exited out of the classroom.
She quickly made her way towards the counselor's office. She knocked on the door three times before Mrs. Hampton opened it. She looked at Alex with a perky and large smile on her face. Alex fought the urge to stare awkwardly. She wondered how such a big smile could fit on a small face.
"Well hello, dear. What is your name?" Mrs. Hampton asked as she sat Alex down on one of the two brown leather arm chairs in front of a glass desk. Mrs. Hampton sat on the other leather chair located behind the desk and stared at Alex.
"Alex Russo." Alex mumbled as she looked around the office. She's never been in here.
"O my. I was wondering when I would see you. You know, I never thought that you would actually step foot into my office, knowing how clever and smart you are. And experienced." Mrs. Hampton chuckled. Alex looked at her, weirdly.
"How the hell did you know that I'm not a virgin?" she asked.
"O Alex, I'm not a teacher at this school. I'm a counselor. I talk to many students each day. One of them is bound to slip out a little something about you. Plus I have your records and every single thing you've done right in my file cabinet." Mrs. Hampton reached out to grab Alex's record folder. She flipped through them, smiling. "You have excellent grades, Alex. I'm wondering why you're sent here though."
"O well my teacher kicked me out of the classroom because I was eating." Alex said, bored.
"Well that is surprising knowing that you barely eat, or only eat light foods." Alex raised an eyebrow at Mrs. Hampton, wondering if she was a stalker. Mrs. Hampton laughed again at Alex's expression. "Don't worry, sweetie. I'm not a spy or anything. I just know all the students here very well. Like I know that you're very popular and that all the boys at this school want you, but not for the right reasons. You're friends with Mr. Shane Gray, but you happen to do more than hanging out with him. What I also know is that you tend to eat lots of unhealthy food when you're depressed. Is there something wrong?"
Alex felt her lip trembling. She knew that she was going to burst out crying very soon. Mrs. Hampton caught on and handed Alex a box of tissues. Alex felt her eyes watery and she started sniffling. She took a tissue out and blew her nose.
"Everything is wrong." she whispered.
"Well, is it family related?" Mrs. Hampton asked. Alex scoffed as she wiped her tears away.
"O God, I wish. But no. It has to do with…a boy." Mrs. Hampton nodded, completely understanding. She sat there, silent, mentally asking Alex if it was alright for her to continue. Alex took a deep breath. She was ready to pour out her soul and expose the truth that was hiding down inside of her.
"I won't tell you who he his, but I'll tell you about how desperate I was. He had a girlfriend who loved him so much, but he just really liked her. Too make this even worse, his girlfriend is one of the nicest people here and she's sort of my friend. Well was. It started off when he found me drunk. He took me home, not even touching me inappropriately. That got me to sort of like him because, well, it just wasn't normal for me. Every single time I'm drunk, I end up waking up with some random hot guy, or a normal guy I actually know from school, next to me naked on a bed. Sometimes even on the floor. With him though, he gently laid me on my couch and walked away. He wasn't like those other guys.
Then I became his tutor since he was failing lots of subjects. Really, he's not a smart person. We were getting along so much, to think that he used to hate me and I used to think that he was some virgin loser. That was when I started falling for him. He was so sweet, and wonderful, and perfect. The thing was, I couldn't have him. Me, Alex Russo, the girl who gets any guy she wanted, couldn't get this one. It wasn't because he had a girlfriend. Pfft, definitely not. It was because I was…well I was too scared to. I mean, he only saw me as a friend. I don't even know if he even found me attractive. All I knew was that he wouldn't give in to me.
Then one day when I was tutoring him, I felt desperate. I gave him a small hint that I had…some sort of…feelings towards him. Honestly, it was just a little seduction. I was being harmless. Apparently he got hypnotized by it and we…well that night he became half a virgin. That night was the night that I realized that I loved him. I know, surprising. Me, falling in love. I never even thought that I would see the day.
Then there was Saturday. I made this stupid and idiotic bet with Shane that the boy could lose his virginity to me. I felt desperate again, feeling as if this was my chance to show him how I feel. Plus if I lost this bet, then I would actually have to tell him my true feelings, and I did not want that happening. So I ended up sleeping with him that night, but we were awoken by his girlfriend calling him. I felt so mad as he talked to her over the phone. I mean, it was supposed to be just me and him. But his stupid girlfriend had to ruin our night! I was so mad that I actually sounded like he was fucking me over the phone!
That was a big mistake. He got mad at me. He started hating me that very second. Then…I blurted out that I love him." Alex felt tears welling up in her eyes. "He doesn't believe me. He doesn't love me. He doesn't even fucking like me!" She then couldn't take it anymore and cried. She grab a handful of tissues and blew her nose.
"Well I think that you should be friends with this boy. Say sorry and tell him how much you feel. Alex, if you are really and actually in love, don't let anything scare you away. Wait until he's done with his girlfriend and be friendly with him. I don't mean that you should jump on him when you have the chance, build a relationship. Be friends. And I don't mean beneficial friends like you and Mr. Gray. I suggest that if you want to be this boy's girlfriend then you should stop sleeping with Shane as well. Let this boy see what he's missing. Show, tell, and explain in every way how much you love him. Make him believe." Alex nodded her head and blew her nose again. Like she would do that though.
Mrs. Hampton sighed deeply. She hasn't heard something like this in a while. She looked at Alex, sympathetically. Alex didn't want sympathy though. She wanted Nate. It pained her so much to know that she still couldn't have him.
Giving up was still not the answer.
oOo
It was science class. Nate and Shane kept their distance as they sat at the far end of the classroom, trying not to cause yet another fight. It was harder than they expected. Every ten seconds, Nate felt the biggest urge to just drown Shane in the Pacific Ocean for what he did to Mitchie. For Shane, he just wanted to easily shoot Nate in the head because Mitchie was in love with him.
"Alright. Your oral reports were due today. I hope that all of you are prepared, and even if you aren't, I could care less. I gave you all enough time to write them and have them memorized. If you do not though, don't expect an A." their science teacher threatened. The class looked bored out of their mind though and seemed as if their teacher's words went through one ear and out the other.
"So are we going to start?" a girl asked.
"Shane, Nate, start your presentation now." Their science teacher said. Shane and Nate groaned, wishing that they weren't picked first. They glared at each other then unwillingly walked up to the front of the class to begin their oral presentation on the human reproduction.
As Nate and Shane stood just an inch away from each other, they felt intense anger rising up. Nate smirked, feeling as if this was a great opportunity to humiliate Shane. It wasn't as if he could possibly pass science or any subject without his tutor. Why would he even bother to try for a good grade?
"Well what we're talking about is the human reproduction. Sort of obvious since we're dealing with Shane Gray here." Nate said, glaring at him. The class snickered a little. Shane looked at Nate as if he wasn't insulted at all. He smirked at Nate and folded his arms.
"Yup. Let's make this short and sweet. The human reproduction is when a guy puts his dick into a girl's cunt and goes in and out over and over. Sometimes the guy or girl gets reckless and forgets to use a condom and the guy's sperm gets in touch with the eggs and - poof! A baby! Guess what? Nate actually got to experience that for the first time with Alex Russo! Cheer on for Nate! He scored with the school's ho!" Shane said in a fake perky voice. The class started whispering as they just found out the latest gossip.
"Shut up, you bastard!" Nate yelled, pushing him.
"Make me, you dickhead!" Shane retorted, pushing him even harder.
It wasn't long until Shane and Nate were kicking each other, throwing punches, and ramming each other into hard or pointy objects. Everyone watched in shock while their science teacher was trying to break them up. Once things were starting to get a little bloody, the male students cautiously held onto Shane and Nate, trying not to let go. Shane and Nate furiously tried to squirm free, still not thinking that their bloody brawl is enough.
"You sickening jerk! I can't believe that you would fuck your sister! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Nate yelled as he kicked the air.
"At least I didn't lie to her! Why guy who claims to be the perfect and sensitive boyfriend ends up losing his virginity to Alex Russo?!" Shane yelled back. Nate tried again to let loose from the three students whom were holding onto him tightly. "By the way, she's not my sister, you idiot! You better stay away from Mitchie, she's all mine." Shane said, darkly.
"Boys!" their teacher snapped. Shane and Nate took huffs of breaths, glaring each other down. "Go to the counselor's office right now! You two need to see a physiatrist or mental help this instant! Go, and you better not start another fight or else I will for sure get you two expelled!"
The male students let go of Nate and Shane. The two continued giving each other their icy looks then walked towards Mrs. Hampton's office. They kept a large gap in between themselves as they made their way. Silence filled the halls as they walked, though every student in their classroom could feel the bad energy between them.
Nate and Shane stopped in front of Mrs. Hampton's office. They stared at the door, waiting for the other to reach out and open it first. Instead, the door opened by itself and Alex came out, teary eyed and her nose red.
Shane stared at his friend. "Alex, are you okay?" he asked. Alex looked at Nate, completely ignoring Shane. Nate kept his eyes fixed on the ground, trying to avoid eye contact at all cost. Alex looked back at Shane and shook her head no. "How long have you've been in there?" Shane asked in a quiet voice. Alex shrugged.
"Since homeroom." she whispered.
"Homeroom?! It's sixth period!" Shane yelled. Alex shrugged again then made her way to her next class, sniffling all the way. Shane looked back at Nate, knowing that he was the cause of Alex's problems. "You better lay off of her." he warned.
"Me? I didn't do a damn thing to that slut." Nate said. Shane jammed his index finger on Nate's chest, having enough with the name-calling.
"She has a name and it's Alex. Don't you dare call her anything terrible. You don't even know her."
"You're always calling her a ho, and a whore, and even worse names. Why shouldn't I?"
"Because I'm her friend and I care about her. You on the other hand are the cause of her sudden depression. Poor girl, she'll probably gain ten pounds by the end of this week." Shane said, shaking his head, feeling sympathy for his friend.
"You're friends? I thought you guys just had sex with each other." Nate said.
"Believe it or not, we've been friends since middle school."
"Wait then, what do you mean that I'm the cause of her sudden depression and that she'll gain ten pounds by the end of this week?"
"O, my two brawling boys. Why don't you come inside?" Mrs. Hampton said, interrupting their conversation. Nate looked at Shane, confused, while Shane just stared at Mrs. Hampton. The two unwillingly walked inside of the office and took the two leather chairs in front. As Nate sat down, he took one sniff. This chair smelled like Alex's beautiful hair. He shook his head, trying not to think about her like that.
"So what have you two been talking about?" Mrs. Hampton asked.
Shane and Nate were expectedly silent. Shane's eyes wandered around the room, aimlessly as he pretended to be out of touch with the question. Nate was looking hard, straight on the floor, inhaling Alex's scent from the leather chair. Though they were silent, they felt like they were going to explode from all the freaky quietness and all of the mixed emotions bottled up inside of their minds. Nate wanted to start throwing punches at Shane then run after Alex while Shane wanted to severely hurt Nate as well then find Mitchie.
Mrs. Hampton flickered her eyes from Shane to Nate, back and forth. She took in a deep breath once she realized that none of them are going to speak up. She leaned back onto her big chair and grasped onto the armrests. She studied Nate closely as she remembered the description of the boy Alex was head over heels in love with. Mrs. Hampton raised an eyebrow.
"Tell me about the women in your life, boys." Mrs. Hampton said, breaking the silence.
"Well I would have to give you a list." Shane boasted, smirking. Nate rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, too bad the one you want the most wants to stay as far away from you as possible." Nate said, not looking at him. Shane tensed up and continued wondering around the office.
Mrs. Hampton smiled a little, knowing what her topic this afternoon will be about. "Are there two certain women you boys would want to talk about, ask questions or just simply vent out?" she asked, sweetly and kindly as possible.
At the exact same moment, Shane and Nate turned their eyes towards Mrs. Hampton's and reached her gaze. They looked at her, accusingly, wondering how she even thought of a question like that. Shane sighed, knowing that Alex must of slipped something during her long period of counseling. He shuddered, thinking of all the things she could of said. Nate was feeling even worse. He was the cause why Alex was there at the first place. She most likely would of said more about him then about anything else.
"Do you two know Mitchie Torres and Alex Russo well?" Mrs. Hampton asked.
"I guess." both of them mumbled.
"Tell me about them." Mrs. Hampton said. "Like you're relationship and how much you see each other on a daily basis. Just anything about them." Shane shifted awkwardly in his chair while Nate bit the inside of his cheek, nervous. "You know that you two will eventually have to tell me something. I won't let you two step foot out of this office until we connect to each other and figure this all out." Once again, silence filled the room. "Unless you want me to call your parents and tell them what the problem is…"
"No!" Shane and Nate yelled, getting up from their seats. Mrs. Hampton chuckled. Nate and Shane sat back down on their comfy seats and stared at Mrs. Hampton. Nate sighed.
"Fine, I'll say something. Mitchie used to be my ex-girlfriend. We used to be strong and I really like her. We were happy and that was all that mattered. Though, I wanted - needed - more. She wouldn't give me that more. But she told me that she loved me. That love she has for me wasn't what I wanted. From her at least." Nate said, muttering the last sentence.
"What about Alex?" Mrs. Hampton said.
Nate said nothing at first. He glanced at Shane who was sharing the same eager look Mrs. Hampton had. Nate looked back at his guidance counselor. She gave him an encouraging look of sympathy and waited for him to continue. The thing was, Nate didn't know if he should continue or not. First of all, Shane was in the room, and second of all, he didn't want anyone to know that he was falling for Alex. Yes he told Mitchie, but he knew that Mitchie loves him too much for her to hate him. Shane on the other hand, was more like a brother to Alex than he is to Mitchie. He'll attempt to kill Nate the second he finds out.
"Alex…she's…" Nate started. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Wonderful. Perfect… were the words that raced through his mind. I wish she was all mine. That she could come running into my arms and I get to swoop her away into our happily ever after. I want to fuck her silly, but it would actually come out of love. I want her. I need her. Nate thought. Of course couldn't say that aloud.
"I had sex with her, hell I lost my fucking virginity to her. She, I have to say, is amazing in bed." Nate said. Shane shifted awkwardly again as his hands balled up into fists. "But she told me that she loved me. I didn't believe her, and right now I don't believe her. I know that she just said that so I can break up with Mitchie and devote my time to having an endless fuck fest with her."
"What makes you think she doesn't love you?" Mrs. Hampton asked.
"Well there are just some people-" Nate turned his gaze at Shane, "-who just can't love. Alex is one of those people. Shane is another."
"I can love, God damn it!" Shane yelled.
"You don't love Mitchie!"
"Just the way Alex can't love you?! Open your eyes, idiot! Mitchie isn't the only person who can love you and you aren't the only person Mitchie can love!" Shane felt like he was going to break down. "I love her, and I know that she can love me."
"Boys, calm down." Mrs. Hampton said.
"I'm done here! Stop backing Alex up because I know she doesn't love me and I don't love her! I'm getting back with Mitchie so you better lay off of her and I'll promise you that I'll stay away from Alex! Get the fuck away from my life!" Nate roared, getting up. He felt his blood pressure rising and tears behind the back of his eyes.
"What?!" Shane yelled, getting up as well.
"BOYS!" Mrs. Hampton screamed, before Shane and Nate could get physical. Shane and Nate breathed in deeply and slowly, trying to control their anger. Then the bell rang. "Go back to your classes. I suggest that you stay away from each other unless you two want to possibly be expelled."
Nate rushed out of the door, looking for Mitchie. He wanted his old life back. He wanted his old self back. He knew that he can't change the past. What he did was wrong and it is something that can't be rewritten. Though that doesn't mean that he has to continue the cycle of wrong doings. Nate pushed all of his emotions, his thoughts, his desires, his real and true feelings aside and put out a fake smile. He was going to get his old life back and no one was ever going to compare him to Shane Gray ever again.
I guess I have to say bye to Alex. Bye Alex…I love you. Nate thought as he shed a tear.
Shane watched Nate as he ran out of the door, looking like a desperate animal, searching for food. Shane wanted his old life back too. What he wanted even more was to have that life and have Mitchie all to himself at the same time. He knew that something like that was clearly impossible. He can't be the most perverted and horny, but desirable guy at school if he was with Mitchie. He knew well enough that Mitchie didn't want sex at all, which would be a big problem, and that she didn't even want Shane, which was an even bigger problem. Shane wanted to learn how to balance things. Now the only problem to that was:
He couldn't.
Shane sighed and walked outside into the hallways. He stopped and felt his heart freeze as he saw Nate talking and smiling at Mitchie. He was standing in front of her as she was leaning on her locker. Nate was practically on Mitchie. He felt the tension in him rise up. Shane shook his head. He needed to be his old self. He was going to be his old self, whether he liked it or not.
"Mitchie, baby, I know what I said the other day broke your heart, but, I really want to get back together. I need you, Mitchie. I mean, you're my girlfriend." Nate said, giving Mitchie a heart filled smile that she couldn't resist. Mitchie sighed.
"Nate, I know that you love Alex. I can't possibly date you if I know that your heart belongs to someone else. Nate, you know that I love you and I always will." Mitchie said, smiling weakly at him. She kissed his cheek. "I know that you don't love me though, and that's why we can't be together. Stop fooling yourself, Nate." Mitchie gently pushed Nate away and walked towards another direction.
oOo
The next day came along. Things were strangely abnormally normal. Mitchie was secretly sulking about Nate when no one was looking at her, Alex was keeping her skin covered and her legs locked up, Shane was showing his perverted side again, but just not having the joy of it, while Nate was being his loner and unintelligent self.
Alex walked down the hall, eating a pint of double chocolate ice cream. She sighed, loving the taste of it all. The calories, the sugar, the unhealthiness. It was even more pleasuring than sex. Alex loved it all. She took another scoop into her mouth and sighed again as the cold but delicious ice cream entered her mouth and slid down her throat.
Alex bumped into someone and her ice cream got knocked onto the floor. It spilled everywhere. She groaned and stomped her foot, frustrated. Alex darted her eyes at the person who caused it. Her eyes grew dark and cloudy as she saw who the person was. It was no other than Mitchie Torres.
"O, I'm sorry." Mitchie said, trying to sound sincere.
"Sure you are." Alex said, rolling her eyes.
Mitchie raised an eyebrow. Mitchie was the one who apologized even after Alex was the person who stole her boyfriend away from her and Alex ends up hating on Mitchie. This was unfair. Mitchie felt like she was going to lose it. This was just so unfair! She believed that Alex should be the one apologizing, not herself!
"What the heck is your problem, Alex?! Here I am, actually saying sorry, while you're the one who should be apologizing!" Mitchie yelled with her voice cracking at the end. She was obviously close to tears, but Alex felt no sympathy what-so-ever. Instead, it made her even more angry.
"Listen, stop showing your good girl act because it's not working for me. I don't care how many times you cry or sulk because you are so not going to make me feel one percent amount of guilt." Alex said darkly to Mitchie. Mitchie glared back at her.
"You can have Nate. He's all yours." She muttered. Alex rolled her eyes.
"Stop giving me all this crap! I know you want Nate back badly!" Mitchie looked down, not admitting it. Alex folded her arms and took a step forward. "He's all mine." With that, Mitchie slapped Alex across the face and the two girls began to tug each other's hair and push each other.
Alex pinned Mitchie onto the lockers as Mitchie tugged on Alex's hair and tried to yank it out of her scalp. The girls screamed and yelped as they hurt each other. Alex wished she was wearing her heels so she could press her sharp shoes badly into Mitchie's skin. Mitchie on the other wished that she was stronger so she could actually win.
Boys of every grade stood in a circle and watched the girls, laughing and betting on who's going to win. Shane swirled through the crowd and widened his eyes to see Mitchie and Alex hurting each other. Nate dodged the cheering and laughing boys and ended up in the front with the same expression as Shane.
"Mitchie!" Shane yelled.
"Alex!" Nate called out.
Shane held onto Alex to stop her from going on as Nate did the same to Mitchie. "Get the fuck off of me, Shane! I'm going to kill that bitch!" Alex yelled as she kicked and squirmed. "Let go of me, Shane!" she repeated, but even louder but sounding less angry. Alex felt heartbroken as Nate held onto Mitchie, closely. "Please." she said, her voice cracking. Shane looked at his friend and hugged her.
"You deserve to be in Hell after all the things you've done, Alex! I hate you so much! You ruined my life!" Mitchie yelled as she felt the tears as well. Nate wrapped his arms around Mitchie's stomach and hugged her. The two girls let tears slip down their eyes.
All four believed that things needed to change quickly unless they wanted more unneeded drama to enter their lives. Things were going to get back to normal. Shane and Alex will stay away from Mitchie and Nate and vise versa. It was for the best. They knew that they couldn't stand the public humiliation, depression, and sudden angry outbursts anymore.
Ignorance is bliss...
Or as they think.
oOo
Alex laid on her bed, feeling dizzy. She hasn't been feeling too good the past couple of weeks. Mentally, she was all fine. She and Shane actually hung out and didn't have sex. The two didn't even make out. They acted like actual friends - not friends with benefits. Plus her whore status was going down and people were treating her like a person now. Alex was loving it.
There's always a downside to Alex's rain of happiness though. Alex's head had been hurting so much and she always had random urges to barf. She's been getting sudden mood swings and is always feeling worn out and stressed. Even if she was somewhat happy now, she was constantly hungry. Hungrier than when she was sad. Plus her period was late.
Alex ran into her bathroom and barfed into the sink. She looked at her garbage can that was filled with her old sex items. Alex shook her head fearfully as excuses appeared into her mind. She was dizzy because she probably just had some sort of sickness. She was barfing a lot because of all the junk food she's been eating. Her period is late because…it just was? Alex started tearing up. She needed to stop lying to herself.
Such a shame that ignoring isn't that easy when there's something that you just can't ignore.
Preview:
Alex woke up, her head throbbing and by the sound of Mitchie crying. Alex sat straight up and peeked her eyes opened. She noticed the unfamiliar place she was in. She raised an eyebrow, confused. She was in a hospital, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a those white dresses. Alex was under the smelly and old blankets and even smelled like smelly old people. She cringed. Alex completely opened her eyes. Though she could see, everything around were was a blur. she felt her stomach drop as she had the feeling that something wasn't right.
--
It was just her and Nate, all alone in that one room. Alex could still hear Mitchie crying and saying how sorry she was over and over. She started feeling the tears roll down her eyes as Nate stared at her disappointedly. He looked like he was going to cry soon. As Nate leaned on the hospital wall, his hands were in his pockets, and he just kept on looking at Alex, wondering why she didn't tell him.
"So when were you going to tell me that you were pregnant?" Nate asked. Alex covered her mouth and cried. Tears poured down as fast as the could and the bedsheets were practically soaked up. Alex felt the need of air was useless. She wanted to die right there at that second. Nate's words roamed through her head. So when were you going to tell me that you were pregnant? Alex looked at Nate, teary eyed. Her visioned was blurry since her tears kept on coming into the way. She felt like she was fading away.
Her secret was out.