Alex's POV
I'm sitting on the bed with my head buried in my arms. My legs pulled in tight. I'm crying, I'm not sure why. No I am sure. I don't want to think about but I know why. I think today is dad's birthday, also the day he died. Dad was traveling back home for his birthday, the day he got into a plane crash. Dad died on the day he was born, it's the saddest thing. My birthday is 4 days after dad's birthday, we always celebrated our birthday together. I never got to celebrate with dad, one of the most memorable days turned into one of the worst days of my life. I hate it.
*There's a knock on the door and I see Tony walk in*
I have to know for sure if today is the day.
"What day is it Tony?" I ask through cries
"...It's May 4th, Friday." He answers hesitantly
I thought so
*I start to cry uncontrollably, tear after tear after tear*
I hope Tony doesn't ask me what's wrong, I'll just start crying more. I'll think about everything, all the memories I shared with daddy my whole life. I wouldn't be able to handle it. Not right now.
As I'm crying I feel the bed dip a little bit, he's sitting next to me. Next thing I know I feel his hand on my back rubbing it gently in circles, It's comforting.
*I turned around, and lay my head on his chest with my right arm around him and my left hand holding his*
We just sit there like that, me bawling my eyes out on his t-shirt. And him comforting me in silence. He didn't have to express his support through words, I can hear him. His actions are beyond what I needed. I'm glad he knew not to ask, I'm so tired of people always asking me that. "What's wrong?", "You don't look like you're okay, tell me what happened" after some time it gets tiring to keep up the facade. It's tiring having to lie to people all the time, to people who have the best intentions but don't really understand. For once someone understands. Tony understands.
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We're now sitting across from each other on the bay window people watching. Everyone looks so happy, carrying on with their day, they probably don't have much of a care in the world. I spot a father and a small girl on his shoulders. They're laughing and eating ice cream. Being silly with each other, like dad and I always did.
"May 4th, 2016" I say suddenly to Tony looking at him
I know he wouldn't ask me unless I was ready to tell him or talk about it. But I got the feeling earlier, that he maybe has gone through the same thing. Having to live through memorable days you once had with a lost loved one. Maybe he understood?
"It's my dad's birthday. And also...the day he died." I say
He turns to look at me
"I know how that feels, trust me. I spend every year dreading the day my parents died and their birthdays. It brings back a lot of memories, some good and some bad. I get it, I really do"
He understands. Someone finally understands.
*I half smile and look into his eyes*
"Thanks" I say
"For what?"
"For understanding" I say with a smile
*He smiles*
His smile. I saw his soul through his smile. Seeing him smile filled me with so much joy even on a day like this. I'm glad he's here with me during this.
"Always."
His hair, his eyes, his smile, his lips, all of his charming features were facing me all while he smiled. That captivating smile. I can't believe such a beautiful soul kissed me in this very room last night. Last night. It was my first kiss, way better than I ever imagined it would be. I always worried I wouldn't know what to do, or how to go about doing it. But it wasn't like that at all. It's like I've done all this worrying for no reason, even as cliche as it sounds, it was magic. Our kiss felt like magic and I swear on my mom's last empty bottle of Vodka that I felt a spark when we last kissed. Tony. I don't know what it is about him, but there's something.
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Tony's POV
|A couple hours later|
*We're lying side by side on the bed looking up at the ceiling, talking*
"Where is everyone, how come no one is checking up on us?" Alex asks
"Victor is flying out of town for business for a couple of days, and Cal is with his patient observing and taking notes after their injections"
"Who is Cal?" She asks again
I'd forgotten, she hasn't formally met him.
"Oh! Uhm he's the other guy who was with me the night we found you" I answer
'Found'? What an amazing choice of words Tony!
"Ah, Raspy Ass." She blurts out and then has a worried expression on her face as if she didn't mean for that come out
Raspy ass. Hahaha, I guess that pretty much describes Cal, at times.
"Oh, I see. Cal has a raspy voice and he was a bit of an ass to you" I chuckle
"A 'bit' of an ass?!" She laughs and gently elbows me
"He threatened to smash my head against the wall with with his baseball bat, beat me until i'm almost dead, set me on fire, and shit in my mouth while i'm calcinating like a and I quote 'fucking piece of rotten bacon' I think ass is the very very least I could've called him. And~ he smashed my phone." She laughs again
"I'm sorry about that, Cal can be a big asshole when he's being ordered by Victor. He isn't always like that, especially when he's not following Victor's commands. He's actually a pretty okay guy." I say
"I'll believe it when I see it"
Hm what can I say to make her not completely hate Cal, he really isn't that bad. He just has a family to worry about, and if following Victor's orders keeps them safe then he'll do it. And you'll better believe he isn't going to mess up. Alex only got to see the Victor's Bitch side of him, not the real him.
"Ah, hm let's see. Cal agreed to not tell Victor about seeing us kiss the other day." I say
*She seemed to think this over and take it in*
"Hm, Maybe he isn't ALL bad if he'd do that for you. But~ he was still a complete jerk when I met him, so until proven otherwise he is still Raspy Ass to me" She says smiling
"Fair enough, until proven otherwise" I chuckle
*We laugh in sync*
"Alright alright, enough talk about Cal. Let's talk about you" I say
"What about me?"
"Tell me something about you" I say
I've heard her story, but I'm curious as to who Alex is. I don't really know much about her, seriously.
"What would you like to know?" She asks
"Anything" I smile
*I roll over to face her on my left side, resting my head on my left arm. Looking down as she's still laying and thinking*
She looks adorable when she's thinking. She looks adorable all the time.
"Well, for starters I really like your shirt. I have the same one actually" She says
*I look down at the Nirvana shirt i'm wearing*
"Hmm, she has great taste in music" I say
"She also has great cooking skills if she does say so herself" Alex says
*I gasp dramatically*
"She sings and she cooks, wow! What a girl"
*We both laugh*
"Right, I still can't believe you heard me singing that one time."
"You have a beautiful singing voice, It was amazing"
"Thank you" She says
*She turns her head to look into my eyes*
Her cheeks turned a rosy red. I couldn't help but touch her cheeks, they're so warm. She moves her head to fit her cheek perfectly into my hand, so i'm cupping it. Her eyes, I can't ever get over how beautiful her eyes are.
"So, tell me something about you that you haven't ever told anyone."
Here goes, she's gonna think i'm so lame.
"Well.. uhh our kiss last night. It was my..first kiss"
"It was mine too" she giggles
I can't believe such a beautiful girl hadn't had her first kiss before me.
*Alex rolls over onto her right side, with her head resting on her right hand. Propped up looking at me*
"Your eyes are pretty great, did you know that," she says
MY eyes?
"'Me? I'm not sure you've noticed, but you're eyes are beyond beautiful"
"No, they're just my plain old boring blue eyes. People seem to underrate brown eyes, your eyes, they kind of remind me of chocolate speckled with gold." She tells me
"I think you've got it twisted Alex, my brown eyes are just the same brown eyes over 50% of the world has. Your eyes, they catch the beauty of deep oceans glittering in the light of the moon. They're honestly mesmerizing, not at all boring"
*Her eyes sparkled as she smiled*
"Poetic." Alex says
"But I still think yours are far better, and I'm not changing my mind about it" she chuckles
*I couldn't help but kiss her again, she was so close. Her smile so captivating and her eyes so compelling, I couldn't resist*
When our lips met, something like magic sparked. I kissed her and nothing else mattered in that moment. My thumb caressing her cheek, and my fingers moving, tangled in her long, dark brown hair. The kiss was firm, yet still so gentle and slow. Her lips were soft, and her kiss was amazing. It wasn't long before we began to move together in perfect sync. All the worries of the injections, Victor, everything was finding it's way out of my mind. As cheesy as it sounds, it's just like movies. Perfect. I begin to pull away, in fear that she might want to stop now. But she holds me back. Alex adds a bit more pressure to our lips, deepening our kiss. She placed her left hand on my chest, leaning more into the kiss. In that moment it was just me and her. There's no memories, no death, no suffering. Just us.