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Chapter Thirteen:
(Bentley’s POV)
Please dear god, no. Why, just why did this always happen to me. I’m not even sure how this happened to me. One second I was watching Lexi make out with some boy that I had never met and then the next second I wake up in bed with Mandy. Between those seconds I am pretty that I was planning on going up to Lexi and showing her how much I really did love her.
But somehow I screwed that up. The sad thing was that I couldn’t even remember what I did to end up in bed with Mandy. I don’t even remember what went wrong with my plan on getting Lexi back. I knew that I wasn’t angry with her for making out with that boy because I knew that she was just trying to make me jealous. I had seen her send me a quick glance before she moved in for the kiss. Yeah I didn’t like the fact that she was spending time with other people but her trying to make me jealous meant that she had some feelings.
I had seriously screwed everything up though. Most likely she would of seen me with Mandy which mean that she probably thought I wasn’t interested.
I groaned and pushed the covers off my body before striding across the room to the bath room. I turned the shower on full before stepping under and trying to wash the filth that I felt off. It was horrible I had really wanted to get with Lexi, I was pretty sure that she was the one. The girl that would be with me forever. Obviously that wasn’t working out for me, well.
It was like every time something good came into my life i just screwed it up.
I had my mother and father but I pushed them away.
I had my sister that I really only talked to when I needed something.
I had josh who had only really become my friend get with my sister.
Life was just great. Note the sarcasm.
I was hoping that when I stepped out of the bathroom Mandy would be gone. The worst part of a one night stand was the awkward morning situation. There were three type of girls.
Number one the type of girl that left straight away. Also my favourite type of one night stand in the world.
Number two the type of girl that wanted to stay and have another around. Not my favourite.
And lastly number three the type of girl thought that after a one night stand you and her were destined together. They were my absolute worst ype of one night stands in the world. I tried very hard never to get those type.
Luckily Mandy was a number one type of girl. As I opened the door of the bath room and peeked around I noticed that the room was empty. The only thing that probed that she had once been here was the small note folded on the bedside table. I grabbed it and opened it, it read.
Bentley,
I don’t remember much last night, so I bet you don’t either. Lets just pretend that this didn’t happen and get back to our normal life’s.
See you at school on Monday.
-M xxx
Problem one for the day solved. Now I just had to get my girl and try to not screw it up, again.
I pulled on a clean pair of boxers and jeans with a white shirt. As I stepped out the front door I yanked my arms through my leather jacket before sitting on my motorbike. This was the moment that everything else was going to change.
When I pulled up to her house, the first thing I noticed was how clean it was. It was as if there wasn’t even a party. I was expecting cups and trash littered on the lawn but there was nothing at all. I ran up to door and knocked loudly pulling my sunglasses off my eyes.
I tried to look innocent as if I hadn’t just spent the night with another girl. The door opened revealing a very underdressed Tyson.
“Is Lexi here?” I asked not wanting to ruin my few minutes of bravery.
I had never met a girl that could make me as nervous as this girl did. Usually I just said a pick up line and the girls would then fall at my feet. It was as easy as one, twp, three.
He looked back into the house as if screeching for her.
“No she said she was going to for a run.” A familiar voice called.
Oh holey shit no she was here with Tyson. By the underdressed look pf him and the nervous looking smile on her face when she spotted me, I knew that they had slept together.
Gross. That was something I really didn’t want to know. Not now, not ever.
“ok thanks!” I called. I ran back to my bike and made my way down the drive wondering possible places that she could run. Would she turn left or right.
Left lead to town and right led to a small lake. If I was a girl and I was running I wouldn’t want to go into town where everyone would see me all sweat and hot. The reason that I had said if I as a girl was because me being a guy I would want all the girls to see me all sweaty and hot.
It just made them want me more.
I went slow down the street screeching for any place that she might of turned down. There wasn’t even a trail so I continued straight. About three miles down the road I spotted her in nothing but a very small pair of black shorts and a red sports bra. Her hair stuck to the sweat running down her face. She looked gorgeous.
I drove ahead of her before pulling over, hoping that she would stop. Of course she had to do the one thing I didn’t want her to do. She kept on running, her head phones blearing in her eyes. She didn’t even glance my way. I jogged after her grabbing her arm when I reached her.
She ripped the ear phones out of her ears and glared up at me.
“What?” she snapped. By the death glare she was sending me I knew she had a feeling that she had seen me last night. I couldn’t help but smirk, she totally wanted me. I wanted to throw my hands up in the air and cheer. Even if she didn’t admit it I knew that fighting for her was worth it.
“I’m going to start by saying that I am very very sorry for what ever I did last night.”
“Sorry for what exactly?” She asked crossing her arms.
‘For cheating on you, it-“ she cut me off.
“We weren’t together so it wasn’t cheating. I’m glad that’s all cleared up now I don’t feel like hanging around with you anymore. So I’m going to go,” She yanked her arm out of my grasped and started jogging.
“LEXI WOULD YOU STOP BEING SO STUBBORN FOR ONE BLODDY SECOND!” I shouted making her stop in her tracks. “Good now that I have you attention would you just listen.”
I took a deep breath as I walked up to her and stood in front of her.
“Have you ever fallen for someone you know you shouldn’t? Have you ever fought hard to fight your feelings but you just couldn’t? Well that’s what its like with you. I know that I shouldn’t fall in love with you but I can’t help it. I’ve screwed up and I’ll probably keep screwing up. I’ll make mistakes and I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you but what I can promise you is that I will never intentionally hurt you. I’m begging you Lexi just give me a chance and I won’t ruin it.” I pleaded watching her every movement.
“You said you loved me but last night you went home with another girl,” she commented. She didn’t sound angry or annoyed, she just sounded tired. Like she was tired of all this.
“I screwed up, I drunk to much and I saw you making out with another boy. I can’t tell you why I did what I did because I don’t remember but I can say that I wouldn’t of down it intentionally. Last night I had the one task of making you fall in love with me. Obviously that didn’t work but I know that I wouldn’t have cheated even if you had rejected me.” I told her truthfully.
“So your saying that as soon as you get dunk you do stupid things. If I give you a chance what’s stopping you from still going out to a party and cheating on me?” She asked raising an eyebrow.
“I wouldn’t drink if it made you feel better.”
“Like you could do that.” She stated. Did she really not believe me. If she gave me a promise I would do anything she asked. If her trusting me meant that I didn’t drink, then I would stay sober for the rest of my life.
“I could and I would if it meant that you and I would be together.” I told her firmly. “Just give me a chance, what do you have to lose?”
(Lexi’s POV)
I had a lot to bloody lose. I had my dignity, my pride and most of all the rest of my heart. By giving him a chance I was risking losing everything that I had spent so many years hiding.
I wanted to give him a chance. Even with all the pain and suffering that could come of a broken heart, a part of me still wanted to give it a shot. He had proven that he cared for me by chasing after me on more then one occasion. Yeah he screwed you up by going home with Mandy but I had so screwed up by pushing him away and by making out with Ethan.
‘I don’t want to get hurt,” I told him honestly.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he replied. I could by the way that he was looking down at me that he was telling the truth. He did want this to work.
Anyway, its not like he could hurt me unless I let him.
I brought my hands to my head and fought back the headache that was coming on. Everything was so confusing. One second I wanted nothing to do with him and the next I wanted nothing more then to be close to him. This boy was doing my head in.
The old me would of just told him to piss off and not have a second thought. But every since I moved to this new town and went to this new school, I had changed. I made a friend that I actually really liked, I hadn’t made one of those for years. I had gotten rid of my parents and I had found a boy that I could see myself with.
I was turning into a normal girl. And to be honest I kind of liked it.
This was the moment that would change everything. If I said no then I could go on and be the old me again. The one that didn’t have a boy chasing after her. I could be the badass the everyone knew about, the girl with no feelings.
If I said yes then I could have a chance at being happy. I could have someone to share my stories with, someone that would be there when I need them.
‘I’ll do anything you want to prove it to you.” He spoke breaking my pattern of thought. He looked like a six year old waiting to find out if Santa came. Excited but worried at the same time.
“You have one chance Bentley, if you screw-“ I agreed but was cut off when he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my close to him.
“Yeah yeah you’ll kill me.” He muttered before pressing his lips to mine. It was just like I had imagined it. The fireworks, the butterflies they were all there.
He rested his forehead on mine and breathed heavily. I couldn’t help but smile back when he smiled down at me. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he whispered making me laugh.
“So will you be my girl friend?’ he asked.
“I guess I could manage that,’
(Tyson’s POV)
As soon as I answered the door and saw who was standing there I knew today was the day. It was the day the Lexi was going to have to choose if she wanted him or not. He looked determined.
Part of me was glad, I knew that he could make her happy. By the way that he was declaring his love for her the other day, I was positive that he cared about her even though he had made mistakes. He screwed up. I wish I could say that he didn’t deserve her that I was a better choose but I know that I wasn’t. I was just as bad as Bentley maybe worse. I had already broken her heart once and I would probably do it again. Last night I should have been fighting for Lexi but instead I went and hooked up with Holly.
The worse part of it all was that I enjoyed was I did. I enjoyed going with different girls every day and not worrying about them the next. I don’t think that ti was ready for a girl friend, I wasn’t ready to commit myself fully to someone. Because I would screw up. I always did.
If she came home and told me that she was going to be with Bentley I would tell her congratulations and I would accept her decision. She deserves to be happy. That’s what I discovered as I watched Bentley sped down the driveway, I discovered that I wasn’t the boy that was going to make Lexi smile when she was upset, laugh when she was panic or relax when she was busy. That job wasn’t going to ever be mine. I had ruined that chance many years ago.
It was someone’s else turn . I was just better off being the best friend..