Unexpected Love

Chapter 4

I quickly take in my mom's appearance she's in her fuzzy red robe and is wearing her black slippers. That only means that she must of had just gotten back from the bar. Which means she's drunk. My mom's anger always comes out when she drinks and I know this is not going to end without her getting physical. I quietly scold myself in my head without even thinking of what I'm about to say, "Mom it's nothing, I just-" before I can finish my sentence I feel the cold, hard slap against my cheek.

"Its nothing? really? You think you can come in my house with a big smile and lie to me saying "its nothing"?" my mom said this with a look of disgust on her face.

She hasn't made me feel this bad about myself in a while. Suddenly, I feel myself being shoved. My head hits the floor hard and I cry out in pain.

"Now you're ignoring me? Get the hell out of my face, I don't wanna see you." My mom grunts says as walks over me and back onto the couch where she always is.

I pick myself and notice that I feel kind of dizzy. I must of hit my head really hard. I limp up the stairs as quickly as I could and shut my door quietly.

I wish I could get my mom to love me. I wish it was easy to talk to her and tell her about how I alone I feel in this house. I hug my legs close to me and lay my forehead against my knees. I silently cry thinking about alone I am in my life. I have no one. No one seems to like me because I seem to do everything so wrong.

Before I know it, I'm laying my head against my soft pillow. I could feel myself shaking a little. I hate when I cry this bad. Well, I just hate crying.

Right before my mind is about to drift off into it's dream-state, I hear a banging sound against my window. I sit up and I feel my eyes squinting to see because of how tired I am. I get up and walk towards the window trying not to make a sound because it is two in the morning now. I open the curtains and see a figure in my window. I'm about to scream when I notice who's figure that is and hold my hand against my mouth.

I quickly open the window shakily.

"What are you doing here still?" I whisper-yell at Mitchie.

"What? I wanted to come and see you." Mitchie whispers back as she climbs through my window.

I try not to smile because I don't really want her to feel encouraged for being here. My mom would kill me if she found out someone was here. Especially if they snuck in through my window.

"Mithcie you need to be quiet my mom would be pissed if she found out someone was here. You should probably go."

"Alex were you crying?" I quickly look down as she steps closer to me and holds up my chin to look into my eyes. "Whats wrong? Did something happen?" She sounded genuinely concerned and I loved it.

"Its nothing Mitch... I don't wanna talk about it but you should really go, it's late." I look away from her eyes and towards the window I could see the moonlight shining into my room. It portrays how calm everything seems to be now that Mitchie's here.

I feel mitchie pulling me towards the bed. She lays back against the headboard and pulls me into her arms. She holds me close and I feel my breathing slowing down.

"Alex, you know you can tell me anything. Right?" Her voice sounds so soft and cute when she said that. I could replay it over and over in my head. Its crazy to think that Mitchie would ever be nice to me like this.

"It was just an argument with my mom."

"Just an argument? You have a red mark on your face right here." She softly caresses my cheek with her hand and runs her finger tips over the mark. I shutter at her touch.

I turn my head and look into her eyes. It looked like her eyes were watered a bit. Like she was about to let out tears.

Her hand cupped my cheek and stayed there. We just looked at each other as if we were reading each others thoughts. Before I could look away I felt her lips against mine. I didn't pull away at all this time. It was a soft kiss, and her lips just lingered on mine. I turned my body and put both of my arms around her while straddling her lap.

TBC...