Date: Sun, 16 Mar 2008 00:32:33 -0400
From: Alex White <aussiemon61392@gmail.com>
Subject: Scott and Alex: chapter 10

Hey all! Hope you enjoyed that loooong break between posts to keep you
anxious!  Here it is!


Chapter Ten:


"I want to say I'm sorry." He said his eyes red. "I was going to ask your
help during school, but I saw you on the front step."

"You raped my sister, and you want my help." I asked, dumbfounded.

"Yes. You're the only one who could get her to listen to me. I need to
begin...making amends to people. I-Including you."

He took a wavering breath. And then he kissed me.

He kissed me softly, conveying a need, not lust. His lips parted, and his
tongue gained entrance to my mouth. He tasted like strawberries, but the
flavor of vodka shone through as well, do to his drinking. I gently pushed
him off of me.

"Christian?!" I asked incredulously.

"I've always been this way, Alex. In love with you. Then you went and hooked
Scott and I knew there was no way for me to compete for your affection and
well... I resented it. I made your life a living hell, and I'm sorry. I know
you and Scott love each other, and I'm not going to come between you. I just
wanted one kiss."

"Scott and I broke up. He's history." I said brusquely

"What?!" Christian said amazed. His brown eyes shone with confusion
and...hope?

"Yeah, he dumped me like the whore I am." I said roughly, trying not to
care.

"WHAT. You're not a whore 'Lex. You're amazing. He's an idiot for leaving
you."

I started to cry.

"Oh God, what is happening to me! He left me! Like a piece of fucking
garbage!"

I screamed, as I threw myself onto the bed, yelling and tearing at the
sheets like a beast trapped in a net. Christian grabbed me.

"Shhh...It's okay. Quiet, I'm here, you're gonna be alright."

He rocked me softly, his strong arms encircling me just like Scott's used
to. I curled into him, taking in his scent of expensive cologne and
masculine smell. I could get used to this. Wait, what the fuck is going
on?!"

"Let's get you a drink."

Christian carefully lifted me off the bed, and led me downstairs into the
roaring mass of people. He poured me vodka into a red plastic cup, and then
mixed it with lemonade.

"Here ya go."

I sipped my drink, as he led me back to the master bedroom. We traveled
through the elegant hallways filled with intoxicated teenagers groping the
opposite (and sometimes the same) sex.

"My parents are in London, doing research on plant cells." Christian said.
"They'll be gone for another year."

"Wow." I said quietly, "That must be hard."

"So...do you want to crash here for a while?" Christian asked. "Just till you
can get back on your feet..."

"I guess. Thanks man."

"No problem."


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I know, I KNOW it's short
but im busy
:)


--
-Xander