Bronwen
I don't want to talk to him right now. I don't want to listen to anything he has to say. I am upset and I need a minute to calm down. I am afraid to speak to him, not wanting to make things worse. I know he is trying. I see that and I appreciate it, but right now, I have so much on my mind and my emotions are all over the place. I don't see how talking about it is going to make it any less embarrassing for me. I just need for him to leave it be, just for a little while.
“Tha-” I was going to say thanks, for the ride I guess, but it sounds like I'm thanking him for sex which
Bronwen Wednesday morning has dawned snowy and freezing. Alec raps on the door with his open palm, banging on it like he's the police! “Bronwen Elizabeth James. Open this damn door, right fucking now!” He demands in a deep, annoyed voice. “Alec Kinkaid James. You sound like a damn lunatic!” I shout, pulling open the door. “It is five-thirty in the morning! What the hell is wrong with you?” He walks past me into the room and begins tugging clothes from my b
Friday afternoon I am sitting in class staring off into space. I am thinking about everything that is going on in my life. I feel guilty because of everything that I am keeping from Alec. We have always been so close, telling each other everything, but I can't tell him any of this. He wouldn't want to know anyways, but I still feel like I am lying to him. Same with Morana, who is my best friend. By keeping her in the dark I feel like I am lying to her and being a horrible friend, but this is just not something that I can tell anyone. The end of school bell will ring in a few minutes, signaling the end of the day. I just got a te
Like a date? I wonder. The thought of being seen in public with him is a little daunting. But I have dreamed of this moment for seven years. Dreamed of the time when he would finally notice me and ask me out on a date. When he would kiss me and tell me how beautiful I am. He would tell me how much of an idiot he has been and we would be so happy together. It all started in my dreams with him asking me on a date. Now that moment is finally here, I didn't know how to answer. Yet, I feel like I owe it to my younger self to accept so I nod, with a small smile on my lips. He grins. “Great! Come on!” He grabs my hand and pulls me out of the room.
Bronwen I wake up with a raging headache and at first, I am confused by my surroundings. I look around, barely recognizing my own room. The events of the night before comes rushing back with a vengeance and I feel the pain again. Noah's words replay in my head. Fat bitch. Frigid bitch. Pathetic fuck buddy. But I i's the one sentence that replays over and over in my mind. “Don't mistake me using you for an easy lay as genuine interest.” The words are so much similar to what Andras said. “This doesn't mean that we are together or any shit like that. I mean,
Bronwen It is late in the evening as Morana finishes dabbing the concealer on my eye very carefully. It covered the bruising well enough, but it can't take away the swelling. Although it covered the hickey's completely when she wasn't looking. My cheekbone has a big knot on it and around my eyes is super puffy. She uses makeup to try to distract from it but you can still tell that I have a shiner. “Are you girls ready to go yet?” Alec calls through the closed door.
Bronwen The alcohol stings my eyes, making me cry out. Especially in my bruised eye, which was already sore to begin with. I clutch my hand to my face, tears of pain filling my eyes as I try to blink rapidly to combat the stinging. “Ow. Shit.” “Babe, are you okay?” Suddenly Morana and Alec are by my side, with Morana gripping my face between her hands. “My eyes burn!” I tell her. Alec is inspecting me, but watching the guy and girl over my shoulder.
Bronwen I look at him and I can feel my temperature rising, but not in a sexy way. In an 'I want to punch him in his throat' kind of way. He is actually inspiring physical violence in me. “You said that I am acting like a child?” I ask him, sure that I must have misheard him. Because oh my God, is that the pot calling the kettle black or what! He is standing before me looking sinfully gorgeous in his costume. He came
Bronwen Early the next morning I wake up in Noah's guest bedroom, sprawled across the bed wearing only my underwear. As I lay back and stare up at the ceiling, I think back over everything that took place the night before. Not the Maci & Andras sex thing, because I would love to never, ever EVER have to think of that again for as long as I live. I think of everything else that happened instead. The fight that I had with Andras. Alec sitting us down like we were a couple of children and scolding us, which I am still angry about. The asshole. But mostly it is the fact that he agr