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I smiled, feeling that I was going to have a marvellous time. I rubbed my hands together, impatient to tell him.
“The question should be: what did I say?”
“What did I say?” Alex asked with a sigh.
I told him about his monologue on Greek statues, and how he thought I had a nice ass. Not to mention the icing-licking part.
His cheeks turned red. My friend ran his hands over his face, cursing. “I didn't say that.”
“Oh, yes, you did. In front of Audrey.”
“Shit...” The pretty colour on his cheeks spread to his ears and neck.
“There's more,” I continued, looking at my pastel pink nails.
Alex looked up at me, expecting the worst. He wasn't ready.
“You tried to convince me to have sex with you.
Alex dropped his head into his hands.
I patted his head, savouring the moment. “You're super hot when you're angry,” I said, imitating drunk Alex.
Alex rolled his eyes so much that I was afraid his eyes would disappear. He let himself fall back into the pillows. “You’re enjoying this, huh?”
“You have no idea.”
“I'm ashamed.”
“Even I was ashamed for you.”
I put on a movie and sat back next to Alex. He let his head rest on my thighs.
“Can you even see the screen like this?” I asked, sceptical.
“Of course.”
I had my doubts, but didn't comment. If he wanted to rest, I wasn't going to force him to watch with me. I played with a few silky locks of his dark hair. It took him only a few minutes to drift. I'd chosen the movie, and yet I couldn't concentrate on what was happening on the screen. Alex had come back. And he loved me, but he didn't want me to know because... because what? He'd said that being in love with me frightened him because he was afraid I'd hurt him. But how could I? Alex was a wonderful person, and above all, he was my best friend. I loved him too. God, I loved him so much. And if he was afraid of me finding out, I'd just have to prove to him how much he meant to me. I didn't necessarily believe in fate, but someone had put Alexin my path, and I didn't want to live without him anymore. We were both fucked up, sure, but we were stronger together.
Chapter 19
Elena
The sound of a plate smashing against the floor woke me up. It was soon followed by Frank screaming in the kitchen. My heart pounded in my throat, keeping me from swallowing. Mom’s voice was getting louder, too. Now it was only a matter of minutes before he would come to my room. Why was she playing his game? We both knew how bad it could get. For her and for me. Leaving nothing to chance, I grabbed my phone and coat. The kitchen was closed. I took the opportunity to put on my boots before slipping out the front door.
Once outside, I ran as fast as I could. I had to get away from that house. Blood was rushing to my ears; I couldn’t hear anything other than my panicked heartbeat. The soreness in my knee flared up, and I had to stop running. When I finally reached the bus stop, I dropped onto the bench. It was only two in the morning. What now? Where was I supposed to go? My breath came out in little white puffs.Great. I was out of my father's reach, but I was on the verge of hypothermia. Without thinking, I called Alex.
After a few seconds, he picked up. “Hello?”
His sleepy voice instantly made me feel guilty. Except that I had nowhere else to go.
“It's me. Can you come and get me?” My voice was shaky. I expected him to tell me to go back to bed.
A door closed in the background. “Where are you?”
“At the bus stop on the corner of my street.”
“I'll be there in twenty.”
