Extraordinary Girl, chapter 15
I woke up the next morning to thankfully empty home, what I needed right now was clearly affection so I decided the best place to go was to go see Tre.
I knocked on the door, still upset from last night. Mike walked past and noticed me at the door, he came and opened it for me.
"Hi Mike." I said, staring at the ground.
"Hi Lexi. Tre's practising at the moment."
"I hear." Lexi replied as she heard the sound of drums coming from the garage, "I'll wait in his room." I began to walk to Tre's room.
"Lexi?" Mike said.
I turned around to look at him, "what?"
We locked eyes and he gave me a serious look on his face, "Are you okay?"
I looked to the ground, "Um yeah, I'm fine thanks." I turned around and walked to Tre's room.
I laid on his bed and just sit there silently thinking about things, tears lightly soaking Tre's pillow.
After about an hour Tre walked up and began talking as he walked into the door, "Lexi you should have come seen me I wouldn't have... " He paused when he looked at me, "oh my god babe what's happened?"
I walked up and hugged him, "Nothing, I'm fine," I tried to say through tears, I was so relieved to have him finally holding me.
"Who did that to your cheek?" He asked.
"Nobody."
"And you're wrist, Lexi what have you done?"
"Look I know this all looks bad but I don't want to talk about it right now, I just need a hug really badly."
He didn't say anything he just held me for ages as tears silently leaked down my face and soaked his shirt.
He kissed my forehead and I smiled, "you have no idea how much better you make me feel." I said.
"Lexi I can't stop thinking about how you got those cuts and bruises, I care about you and it's driving me crazy."
"I just had a fight with my dad but it's okay, I'm okay."
"He hit you?"
"It was an accident, he didn't mean it he was drinking."
"And your wrist?"
"I was cooking dinner and I... ah... I accidentally... "
"Lexi! Don't you ever do that to yourself again! I don't need any fucking excuses!" He let go of me and sat on his bed, "Do you know how it makes me feel?"
"Tre! Don't feel that way, it was an accident! It's not your fault!"
"Well it feels that way." He said, in a pissed off way.
"Tre I don't need this now." I tried to lock into his eyes but he avoided me, I tried my hardest to stay strong but the tears were rolling down my face like a rainstorm, "Tre, please."
"I'm sorry." He said, as he came over to hold me again, he had tears in his eyes.
"Lexi?"
"Yes?"
"Can you promise me one thing?"
"What?"
"That you'll never do that again." I looked up into his teary eyes, "It's just because I care about you and it kills me to see you like this."
I laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" He asked me.
"Because you make me feel so perfect, like we're one of those couples out of all those fake preppy television shows!"
"Oh shit sorry."
"No! Don't be sorry! I love it!"
"Oh okay that's good then."
We laughed which made me feel even better.
He spent the day showing me how much he cared for me, it was the little things that counted; holding my hand, shouting me ice-cream, having water fights at the beach, chasing the seagulls, joking around, but most of all treating me like usual, even though all the stuff that had happened that morning he treated me like he would've yesterday which is what I wanted aswell as all the hugs and kisses!
I knocked on the door, still upset from last night. Mike walked past and noticed me at the door, he came and opened it for me.
"Hi Mike." I said, staring at the ground.
"Hi Lexi. Tre's practising at the moment."
"I hear." Lexi replied as she heard the sound of drums coming from the garage, "I'll wait in his room." I began to walk to Tre's room.
"Lexi?" Mike said.
I turned around to look at him, "what?"
We locked eyes and he gave me a serious look on his face, "Are you okay?"
I looked to the ground, "Um yeah, I'm fine thanks." I turned around and walked to Tre's room.
I laid on his bed and just sit there silently thinking about things, tears lightly soaking Tre's pillow.
After about an hour Tre walked up and began talking as he walked into the door, "Lexi you should have come seen me I wouldn't have... " He paused when he looked at me, "oh my god babe what's happened?"
I walked up and hugged him, "Nothing, I'm fine," I tried to say through tears, I was so relieved to have him finally holding me.
"Who did that to your cheek?" He asked.
"Nobody."
"And you're wrist, Lexi what have you done?"
"Look I know this all looks bad but I don't want to talk about it right now, I just need a hug really badly."
He didn't say anything he just held me for ages as tears silently leaked down my face and soaked his shirt.
He kissed my forehead and I smiled, "you have no idea how much better you make me feel." I said.
"Lexi I can't stop thinking about how you got those cuts and bruises, I care about you and it's driving me crazy."
"I just had a fight with my dad but it's okay, I'm okay."
"He hit you?"
"It was an accident, he didn't mean it he was drinking."
"And your wrist?"
"I was cooking dinner and I... ah... I accidentally... "
"Lexi! Don't you ever do that to yourself again! I don't need any fucking excuses!" He let go of me and sat on his bed, "Do you know how it makes me feel?"
"Tre! Don't feel that way, it was an accident! It's not your fault!"
"Well it feels that way." He said, in a pissed off way.
"Tre I don't need this now." I tried to lock into his eyes but he avoided me, I tried my hardest to stay strong but the tears were rolling down my face like a rainstorm, "Tre, please."
"I'm sorry." He said, as he came over to hold me again, he had tears in his eyes.
"Lexi?"
"Yes?"
"Can you promise me one thing?"
"What?"
"That you'll never do that again." I looked up into his teary eyes, "It's just because I care about you and it kills me to see you like this."
I laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" He asked me.
"Because you make me feel so perfect, like we're one of those couples out of all those fake preppy television shows!"
"Oh shit sorry."
"No! Don't be sorry! I love it!"
"Oh okay that's good then."
We laughed which made me feel even better.
He spent the day showing me how much he cared for me, it was the little things that counted; holding my hand, shouting me ice-cream, having water fights at the beach, chasing the seagulls, joking around, but most of all treating me like usual, even though all the stuff that had happened that morning he treated me like he would've yesterday which is what I wanted aswell as all the hugs and kisses!
