Wtf? You're a cat?, chapter 4
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I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. "Well?" I repeated, my voice wavering.
"Alex..." Billie Joe said, grabbing my shoulder. "He didn't mean it."
"How the fuck would you know?" I hissed, my gold-yellow eyes gleaming with tears. "How? My whole life, I've been kicked to the curb. I don't put up with this shit, Tre."
"I'm sorry, I am, I really am," Tre stammered. I didn't believe him.
"I don't believe you. At all," I stated, looking away from Billie Joe and back at Tre.
"I mean it, Alex, I really do!"
"PROVE IT."
"How?" I glared at him and growled. He backed away.
"See? You aren't really that sorry if you're backing away from me." I shoved Billie Joe away and stormed up to the play room where Jake and Joey were in and slammed the door behind me, causing both of them to jump.
"Alexra?" Joey said, a confused look on his face. "What happened?"
"It's Alex, and Tre's a dumbass," I cried, trying so hard not to let the tears fall, but I couldn't help them crashing all around me. I collapsed to the ground and sobbed. They came running over, Jake managing to climb into my lap and hug me. I wearily returned it, still sobbing. Joey looked pissed and, I'm assuming, went to go yell at Tre.
"Somebody get me out of here," I muttered.
"You...don't really mean that...do you?" Jake softly muttered, looking up at me with his big brown eyes. I couldn't help but smile
"No, Jake, I'm just pissed at Tre-oh, shit, you're 6, I shouldn't be cursing around you...Shit did-ARG!" I slapped my forehead and he laughed.
"Don't worry about. Everyone else curses, so it's nothing new."
"...In a way, Jake, that's really sad."
"I know."
"DAMMIT TRE!" we heard faintly from downstairs.
"Shall we go?" Jake said, standing up and offering out his hand to me.
"Damn..." I laughed, accepting it. "Since when did 6 year olds get to be gentlemen?"
DOWNSTAIRS
"Dammit, Tre, you are such a fucking ASS!" Billie Joe hollered at him. "You come in here stoned to shit, and then hurt Su-I mean, Alex!"
"I'll second that!" Joey yelled, tackling Tre.
"Ow, damn, Joey, watch the arm!" Tre snarled. Joey bit down right where I'd bit Tre earlier. "FUCK!!" Tre screamed, throwing his head back and grabbing Joey by the back of his shirt and flinging him off. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Tre tried going after him, but I literally soared down the stairs and protected him. Tre halted in his tracks. I advanced. He backed away very quickly.
"You hurt him...," I started, "I will track you down and hurt you...BADLY..."
Tre knew I meant it, and he ran out the back door. I sighed and looked over at Billie Joe and Mike. Billie Joe looked pissed as hell, and so did Mike.
"Ugh," I groaned, putting my hand on my head. "I'm sorry."
They looked over at me. "Why?" Mike asked.
"Because I fucked up," I sighed. "I probably just drove Tre away for quite a while, if not permanently."
"Alex..." Billie Joe said, grabbing my shoulder. "He didn't mean it."
"How the fuck would you know?" I hissed, my gold-yellow eyes gleaming with tears. "How? My whole life, I've been kicked to the curb. I don't put up with this shit, Tre."
"I'm sorry, I am, I really am," Tre stammered. I didn't believe him.
"I don't believe you. At all," I stated, looking away from Billie Joe and back at Tre.
"I mean it, Alex, I really do!"
"PROVE IT."
"How?" I glared at him and growled. He backed away.
"See? You aren't really that sorry if you're backing away from me." I shoved Billie Joe away and stormed up to the play room where Jake and Joey were in and slammed the door behind me, causing both of them to jump.
"Alexra?" Joey said, a confused look on his face. "What happened?"
"It's Alex, and Tre's a dumbass," I cried, trying so hard not to let the tears fall, but I couldn't help them crashing all around me. I collapsed to the ground and sobbed. They came running over, Jake managing to climb into my lap and hug me. I wearily returned it, still sobbing. Joey looked pissed and, I'm assuming, went to go yell at Tre.
"Somebody get me out of here," I muttered.
"You...don't really mean that...do you?" Jake softly muttered, looking up at me with his big brown eyes. I couldn't help but smile
"No, Jake, I'm just pissed at Tre-oh, shit, you're 6, I shouldn't be cursing around you...Shit did-ARG!" I slapped my forehead and he laughed.
"Don't worry about. Everyone else curses, so it's nothing new."
"...In a way, Jake, that's really sad."
"I know."
"DAMMIT TRE!" we heard faintly from downstairs.
"Shall we go?" Jake said, standing up and offering out his hand to me.
"Damn..." I laughed, accepting it. "Since when did 6 year olds get to be gentlemen?"
DOWNSTAIRS
"Dammit, Tre, you are such a fucking ASS!" Billie Joe hollered at him. "You come in here stoned to shit, and then hurt Su-I mean, Alex!"
"I'll second that!" Joey yelled, tackling Tre.
"Ow, damn, Joey, watch the arm!" Tre snarled. Joey bit down right where I'd bit Tre earlier. "FUCK!!" Tre screamed, throwing his head back and grabbing Joey by the back of his shirt and flinging him off. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Tre tried going after him, but I literally soared down the stairs and protected him. Tre halted in his tracks. I advanced. He backed away very quickly.
"You hurt him...," I started, "I will track you down and hurt you...BADLY..."
Tre knew I meant it, and he ran out the back door. I sighed and looked over at Billie Joe and Mike. Billie Joe looked pissed as hell, and so did Mike.
"Ugh," I groaned, putting my hand on my head. "I'm sorry."
They looked over at me. "Why?" Mike asked.
"Because I fucked up," I sighed. "I probably just drove Tre away for quite a while, if not permanently."
