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Smooth Criminal

thirty-eight.

As the bell rang, indicating that English class was now in session, I immediately noticed the body that usually sat to my left was missing. I wrinkled my forehead in confusion, knowing for a fact that Alex had come to school today. In fact, I had literally just been with him not even five minutes ago in the hall way. I thought he was right beside me while we were walking to class?
I pulled out my phone to shoot him a quick text, but Mrs. Krumm had already taken her place at the front of the classroom and gave me a look. I let out a disgruntled sigh and put my phone away, the worry of Alex’s whereabouts bubbling in my chest in a fit of anxiety.
I knew it was probably no big deal and that my hormones were causing me to make this a bigger deal than it actually was, but something about the fact that my boyfriend had been right next to me and now was nowhere to be found was really irritating me.
“Now I know we have just a little over a week left of school,” Krumm’s voice filled the room. A few cheers were given from the back of the room at the statement. “Yes, I know. I’m so excited for you heathens to be out of my class. Anyway, your final grade - which will be a major test grade - is due on the last day of school. It will be a report on…”
The teacher’s dull voice drifted out as my lack of interest of the topic took over my will to pay attention. I was making a 98 in this class, so there was really no question that I’d be able to handle the final with a breeze. What I couldn’t handle was the fact that Alex was MIA and he hadn’t said a word to me about ditching class.
When Mrs. Krumm finally turned around to write directions on the board, I snuck my phone out very discretely and sent Alex a text.
“Where are you?”
I shut the phone and place it between my thighs, anxiously awaiting the vibration that would come from Alex’s reply. Except the text never came. I waited thirty minutes before finally deciding that I was going to go look for the boy on my own.
“May I use the restroom?” I asked as I went to up to Krumm’s desk.
“There’s only ten minutes left in class, Stella. Seriously?” The teacher gave me a disapproving look and rolled her eyes at me.
“I’m having… Lady issues,” I lied, knowing there was no way she was going to deny a teenage girl her right to avoid an infection from improper feminine hygiene care.
And I was right; Mrs. Krumm dismissed me with a lame sigh and the flick of her wrist and I was off. I grabbed my belongings, not knowing how long I would be gone in this search for my missing prince, and hustled out the classroom door.
I pulled my phone out again, just in case I had missed anything from Alex. I didn’t. My phone inbox was still empty and my heart dropped to the pits of my stomach. I texted him again.
“Hello? Alex?”
I placed the phone in the back pocket of my jeans and continued down the corridors of Delaney High, ignoring the fact that I suddenly become extremely hungry.
Find Alex, then get food, I told myself, making a left into the senior hallway.
If someone had told me to look in that specific spot first, I would have saved myself a lot of time and energy from walking. I was fairly winded when I spotted my boyfriend sitting in the middle of the hall, leaned up against a row of lockers. What little air was left in my lungs felt like it was roundhouse kicked out me when I saw Lisa sitting next to him, messing with his hair and throwing her head back in obnoxious laughter.
Part of me wanted to say that I was just being an over-jealous girlfriend and that he was allowed to have friends that were of the opposite sex, but the other half of me knew that whatever was happening with Lisa was far from innocent, whether he knew it or not. Lisa Ruocco was five feet and two inches of pure evil. She was clearly a master manipulator and would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. What I didn’t understand was why did she want my boyfriend? She had already had him and then had disposed of him. Five fucking times. Why couldn’t the girl just move the fuck on and find someone else to play cat and mouse with?
I saw Alex take a second to look at his phone, probably responding to a text from one of the guys about band practice that was to be held in Rian’s basement later on the afternoon, so I took this time to send him a third text.
“Wanna go off campus for lunch?”
I watched as my boyfriend pulled out his phone, opened the text message I had just sent him, and then placed the phone back in his jean pocket. My mouth fell open in disbelief.
Are you fucking kidding me right now?
I was two-seconds away from marching up to the two teenagers and bitching them out when the bell rang. A sea of students flooded the hallway, but my eyes stayed, unwavering, on the two people I had just spent the last fifteen minutes unapologetically stalking. Alex pulled Lisa in for a tight hug and Lisa stood on her tiptoes to place a sloppy kiss on Alex’s cheek. I blinked, feeling absolutely nothing inside. The anger had been replaced by numbness and I didn’t even feel worried about it. If this was what he wanted, then I’d let him have it. I didn’t have the energy to repeat the same fight for the umpteenth time about Lisa Ruocco.
I made my way to my locker to switch out my English books for my physics books with my head hung low. The fact that I wasn’t even mad about what I had just witnessed should have worried me, but instead, I just felt at ease. Like I knew, for once, what my future held.
“Hey, baby.”
I didn’t pull my head from my locker as Alex approached me, a gleeful smile plastered on his stupid face. If he could ignore me, I could ignore him.
“Stels?” He prompted, concerned that I wasn’t answering him or even looking at him. I closed my locker and turned in the direction of my next class, leaving Alex to scamper after me.
“We can totally go to lunch off campus, babe. If that’s what you still wanted to do,” Alex attempted once more. I didn’t even look at him as I kept my pace, Alex having no issue keeping up with my stubby legs.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He snapped, yanking me to a halt by my shoulder. I stared at him in bewilderment and shoved his hand off of me.
“Do not touch me,” I growled lowly at him and left him standing in the middle of the hallway as I disappeared into my physics class.

I spent the next hour of class ignoring the rapidly vibrating cell phone that was sitting in my bag beneath my desk. Where was he when I was the one that needed to talk? Oh right, with Lisa.
If Alex wanted to play stupid mind games with someone, he could go play them with Lisa. I didn’t have the time for these kinds of childish games.
A small kick to my abdomen reminded me in seconds that I had a much bigger purpose to life for now and that I didn’t have energy to try and keep up with a bunch of high school drama. At this point, my greatest goal in life was to keep my head down, my nose out of other people’s shit, and to graduate so I could get a good job and provide for my child since clearly Alex didn’t seem like he was going to be in the picture for much longer.
“Mr. Redmon, we need Stella Underwood in the principle’s office stat.”
I lifted my head from the worksheet I had been pretending to work on for all of the class period to see Jack and Alex standing in the front of the classroom. I blinked as Jack motioned for me to hurry and follow them, not moving a single muscle.
“Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?” Mr. Redmon questioned the two upper classmen. I went back to working on my paper as Jack stood there and lied through his teeth about some emergency with my dad. And even if it wasn’t a lie, why would I give to shits about what was happening with my dad? I hated my dad.
“I really need you to come with me,” Alex whispered urgently in my ear. I stopped writing but kept my head down, my hair shielding my face from my boyfriend. “We need to talk.”
“I’m in the middle of class, Alexander,” I hissed back at him.
Without any warning, Alex grabbed me by the upper arm and just like that, I was being dragged from the comfort of my desk and out of the classroom.
“We’ll bring her back,” Jack shouted as we hustled out of the room.
Alex dragged me down the hall and took another right to the freshman locker area, my legs struggling to keep up with the lanky boy’s hysterical strides.
“What the fuck?!” I screamed once we came to a halt, snatching my limb out of the tight grasp.
“Why are you ignoring my texts?” Alex demanded.
I rolled my eyes. “I was in the middle of class, Alex. Unlike some people,” I shot him a knowing glare, “I actually want to succeed in school so I can have a decent future.”
“So why were you ignoring me before class then? What the hell did I do now?”
“Why don’t you ask Lisa?” I deadpanned at him before walking away.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Alex shouted as he ran after me. When he was within reaching distance, he went to grab my arm again but I stopped and slapped him in the face.
“I told you to not fucking touch me,” I barked at him aggressively. “Keep your fucking hands off of me.”
“Guys,” Jack said nervously. “Can you not do this in the middle of the hallway. Someone’s gonna hear you.”
Jack definitely had a point, but I had zero interest in continuing this conversation. Alex, on the other hand, was desperate to make me hear him out, so I followed him out the double doors at the end of the hallway and the two of us made our way to the lunch tree. I sat down on the bench and waited for him to speak.
“I’m sorry I didn’t respond to your texts,” he started. I chortled sadistically and shook my head.
“Yeah, because I’m pissed off about you ignoring me. That’s it. That’s what all of this is about.”
Alex peered down at my small figure with sorrowful eyes before sitting next to me.
“Okay, so I’m sorry I skipped class.” I cleared my throat. “With Lisa.”
We sat in silence for a few minutes as I thought about how I wanted this conversation to go. Did I want to break up with Alex? No. But I was sick and tired of him sneaking around with that bimbo who had no reason whatsoever to be around my boyfriend. And I was tired of him ignoring the fact that I had justified issues with her.
“I just don’t get why this has to be a reoccurring conversation, Alex,” I finally spoke, my voice firm. “Like, I don’t think I’m that controlling of a person. I don’t like to dictate who you hang out with or how you spend your time when you’re not with me. But I think I’ve made it pretty crystal clear that I do not want you around Lisa Ruocco. Ever. She is a horrible person and she does not like me. And she’s made it perfectly transparent that if she can’t have you, then I can’t either. And you’re literally just sitting there,” I gestured wildly with my arms, “playing right into her trap of bullshit.”
“She’s not like that, Stels,” he defended her. I rolled my eyes again.
“She literally said those exact words to me in the bathroom a month ago.”
Alex sat in silence as he let my new information sink in.
“That’s ridiculous, Stella. She would never-“
“I don’t know why you’re defending her, Alex. I am giving straight facts and you’re still trying to defend her? I can’t do this anymore. I can’t compete with her.”
“You’re not competing with anyone!” He shouted at me. My eyes glazed over in anger as his voice grew louder. “I don’t get why you have to be such an insecure little girl all of the fucking time, Stella. Grow the fuck up. Not everything is about you.”
“Okay, so you didn’t ignore me the whole time you were ditching class with her? You didn’t let her sit there and play with your hair the way I do when we’re just hanging out? You didn’t let her kiss you? I just totally made all of that up in my head? I’m seeing things now? That’s it. Because clearly I’m just a psychotic bitch all of a sudden.”
“How do you know she kissed me?” Alex yelled at me. “Were you fucking spying on us?”
“That’s what you want to focus on right now? Is the fact that I was ‘spying’ on you?” I screamed back at him. “If you must know, I went looking for you because I was worried that you weren’t in class after we had been walking together. You just fucking disappeared and you weren’t fucking speaking to me. So yeah, I went looking for you. And then low and behold, I found you with Lisa. Ignoring me and acting like goo-goo gaa-gaa love birds in the middle of the fucking hallway.” Alex stared at me in disbelief, unable to speak. “You do not get to tell me that I’m overreacting or being crazy. If this happened to any other girl, they would have had you dead on sight. I’m done with the stupid bullshit Alex.”
“I don’t know what you want me to do then, Stella.”
I pulled my jacket closer around my body began walking away from my boyfriend, leaving him at the bench.
“Stella!” He called after me. I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him.
“I’ve already told you what to do. Multiple times. If you don’t want to listen to me, that’s fine. But I’m done, Alex.”
Alex stood up and walked over to me, engulfing me in his lanky arms as he approached me.
“Look, I’m sorry. It’s just that she’s been such a huge part of my life over the last four years and now that we’re all graduating and the guys and I are all leaving, we’re just kind of having a moment. That’s all. But I’m sorry and you’re right; I have no business being around her.” He placed a kiss on the top of my head. “I love you. I’m so sorry I haven’t been listening to you. No more Lisa - for real this time.”
I pulled my head from his chest and stared into his brown eyes.
“I’m serious, Alex. I’m not doing this anymore. Next time I see you two together, it’s over. You and I are done.”
“I’m done with Lisa. I should have been done forever ago but some part of me didn’t know how to let go. It was dumb of me to not realize that I shouldn’t have an issue letting go because I have you. I love you so much.”
Alex bent down, me meeting him halfway, and kissed me on the lips.

“I love you, too,” I breathed as I pulled away from the kiss. I wanted to tell him about the baby so badly at that point in time, but it just seemed like so much all at once. So I kept my mouth shut for the time being and decided that I’d have to plan the perfect time to tell him. I had to make it epic, and telling him after some stupid fight over a girl didn’t exactly seem like the most ideal scenario. So I’d have to wait another day to change his life with the news of a little carbon copy of the two of us running loose in the world. Hopefully he wouldn’t be too mad.

Notes

Drama, drama, drama... Only two chapters left!!

Thanks for reading, y'all!
Kate.

Comments

This was one of my absolute favorite stories. I am very curious to know if you are going to continue with this? Because I have to know what happens next.

BreaClift. BreaClift.
6/14/21

I want to know if there is going to be sequel to this story?

BreaClift. BreaClift.
3/26/19

I don't remember anything. I need to restart this. Damn, all I remember is loving this. Only more reason to read it all again.

Haha, keepin' it real. :) No worries, the only one that was kind of concerning was the Blink-180 because I think that's the first time I've ever seen that. XD But I figured it was a typo.
:)

Nanook Nanook
1/4/19

@Daydreamers her big reveal will be in the last chapter ;) hang tight.

katybear18 katybear18
1/4/19