My phone buzzes, nearly making me jump at the sound. I guess that I must still be a little jumpy from everything that happened yesterday. Which is only fair, after all, watching my best friend, ex-boyfriend, and best friend's brother beat each other to a pulp can have an effect on someone. Even if I watched Knox and Keita kick each other's ass for years, I guess that I mustn't be immune to their erratic behaviour.
I roll over and grab my phone, rubbing my eyes as the screen lights up, blinding me. The first thing I see is the message, "Hey, wanna meet up?" At first I assume that it's Knox or one of my friends, but as I rub my eyes a little more, I notice that it's from Zack. Before I can even open the message, he sends me another, "I miss you<3." That's odd, even before and while we were dating he never sent me a heart, or even double texted for that matter. Now, I know I am making a mistake. I know I should just ignore his messages, or even block him. But my curiosity gets the best of me and I unlock my phone.
Blinking a few times to get my eyes adjusted again, I respond to his message. "Hey, what's up?" I don't want to meet up with him just yet, I want to know his intentions first. After all, I wouldn't want to risk meeting up with my pissed off ex and end up going missing only for my friends to find my body in a ditch somewhere.
He responds instantly, "Thinking of you<3," He types. "Can we meet up?" He continues to type. "I really want to talk to you." Damn three messages in a row. "I don't want things to be like this between us." Excuse me, bitch? Maybe you should have fucking though about that before you cheated on me and picked a fight with my best friend! "I still love you." Bullshit! But- "And I want to make things right with you."
Well… Maybe getting his ass kicked my Keita and Knox finally knocked some sense into him. No. I shouldn't. I know better than that. Keita and Knox got suspended for me, I shouldn't. It would be a waste of their time. They would be pissed, they would hate me, they would never forgive me.
My phone vibrates again, "Please… I love you, Alina."
Fuck.
**************
I'm amazed that I'm still alive. Our dad was absolutely pissed, but I managed to explain everything to my mother and she calmed him down. I'm not allowed to stream, of course, and they banned me from junk food for a week. Which I guess is actually good, fruit isn't that bad, I just wish they would buy the ones that I actually like. Instead of those boring ass apples and oranges, I'd rather they buy bananas or kiwis. Sadly they won't buy banana chips since they classify that as junk food.
"Hey, mom wants to know if you were given any homework while you were suspended," Afia pops into my room while I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling.
I shake my head, "No. Why didn't she just text me?"
"Apparently dad wanted to take your phone away," I nod immediately. I know what she's talking about. Mom must've told him that she'll take my phone away and instead decided to let me keep it. She must not want to take it away in case Alina texts.
"Is that all?" I stare at her with confusion since she's still here.
She shakes her head, "I was wondering how things between you and Alina are. How is she doing? Is she okay?"
I give her a reassuring smile, "I'm positive that she's fine, especially since Zack is finally out of her life." I grin happily to smile and mumble, "And eventually we'll be able to go back to normal."
"That's good," She smiles at me then leaves my room, leaving myself to sit in my joy and thoughts of Alina back in my life. We should celebrate.
I jump out of my bed and make my way upstairs, not really knowing what exactly I'm doing. I can't stream so it's not like I can just do that. Maybe I could go to Alina's place? We can talk and laugh about everything that happened in less than a week. Yeah, I should go to see her.
"You're planning on going to see her aren't you?" Keita asks as he bursts through the front door with his gym bag hanging off of his shoulder. He looks sweaty and pissed off. Sweaty makes sense since he just had a workout, but pissed off?
"Yeah I am," I respond, sliding my shoes on. "What's up?"
He drops his bag to the ground, "Don't."
I look up to him with confusion and a hint of annoyance. Why is he trying to keep me away from her? The five days away from her was complete hell, I will kick anyone's ass if they even dare to make that six days.
"Why?" I twitch as I glare at him.
"Just take my word for it," He looks genuinely concerned for how I'll feel. No way, it's probably just him fucking around. "Go back downstairs and stay away from her place."
"Why?" I ask again with more fireceness in my voice. I'm so close to jumping up and knocking him in the jaw.
"Just-"
"Why can't he, Keita?" Afia steps up the stairs and crosses his arms but then she suddenly drops them to her side after seeing his face. "Oh no."
"What?" I ask frantically, glancing between the two of them. "What's going on? Why can't I see her?"
"She-" Keita cuts himself off.
I doubt that they actually care about how I'll feel, they're definitely just fucking with me. Yeah, no doubt about it, they're just messing around. Eventually they'll break their act and let me by, they'll let me go see Alina.
"What is it?" I speak with an ordering voice, demanding the truth out of them, demanding them to tell me why they won't let me go see Alina.
Afia takes a deep breath then speaks at what seems to be a thousand words a second, "Alina is talking to Zack again."
"I saw them together, he walked her to her door," Keita adds fuel to the fire.
They both still have the faces of concern and worry directed towards me while I digest what I've just been told. There's no way. No way in hell that she would go back to him that quickly. After everything that happened, I fucking doubt it with every fiber in my being. I know Alina, there's no way that she would do that, no way that she would make that mistake again. She learns from her mistakes, plus she has a personal rule to never go back to an ex. She must've been telling him off, she must've run into him and told him to go away but he wouldn't because he's an asshole.
Staring down at the ground and holding back my tears, I mumble, "Liers."