The Aftermath / Chapter 13

It escalated rather quickly. He pushed my back up against the wall and ran his hands over my sides,

I did not have a single objection. Kissing him back as best as I could. But with the limited practice I've had, I was probably awful.

Either I turned out to be a natural, or he was to drunk to care.

I knew I was too drunk to care.

He kissed down my neck, leaving marks. I giggled in pleasure,

I giggled in pleasure.

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.

.

I'm never drinking alcohol again.

He took off his shirt, throwing it on the ground beside us,

I slipped of my jacket, and he helped my take off my tank top, so I was left in my bra.

As I looked around the realization

hit me that everyone was either drinking or making out.

Guess I fit right in.

I kissed along his jaw line, smiling slightly as I heard him moan.

His hands wandered over my body, I ran my own through his hair, getting a sort of tingling over my body.

Why didn't I do this more often?

He kissed down my neck, to my collarbone, getting rougher as he did so,

I've never moaned in my life. But...yeah I did at that party.

"You sound perfect..." He slurred in my ear,

A drunken smile spread over my lips. I kissed him again, my hands feeling over his chest...damn...

He kissed back, gradually getting rougher and rougher,

And again, I was too drunk to think about how bad this was.

I didn't even noticed who had just walked through the door.

Cut me some slack....I was kind of busy.

Clent was kissing roughly, leaving hickeys all over my neck and collar bone.

"OH. MY. GOD." That familiar voice yelled,

Clent pulled away from me to look up at him, then he looked back down at my chest, he seemed to decide it was worth the risk and continued kissing.

This is bad... thought the sober part of me.

Maybe he won't notice. Thought the drunk part of me.

And well, I was really drunk.

I pulled Clent closer to me, leaning in to kiss his neck,

I felt myself being pulled away by my arms, "Put your damn shirt on!" He yelled.

I frowned. Looking up at him. "But....I don't...w-wanna.." I glared at him.

He turned away from me only to punch Clent in the face, Clent stumbled back and threw a drunken punch at him, even if it would have hit its target, I doubt it would have hurt. He grabbed Clents arm and twisted it behind him back, shoving him against the wall.

"I swear if you ever touch, no, if you do so much as look at my sister again, I will end you, do you understand me?" He growled in a low and threatening voice I had only heard a few times in my life.

Clent nodded "Y-Yes sir..." he whimpered,

Harley pulled him away from the wall, just to slam him against it again, so hard it knocked poor Clent out.

I blinked. "That wasn't nice..."

My brother picked me up by my waist. He grabbed my jacket and shirt, then carried me out of the house and to his car, I was set me in the passenger seat and he put my shirt back on. Harley gently slipped my jacket on, then buckled the seat belt.

He looked at me for a second, anger painted over his features. He then got in the drivers seat.

"Alexia Sky..." he began, his voice full of anger, "YOU ARE GROUNDED INDEFINITELY!" He yelled, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!? YOU ARE 15 YEARS OLD!" He screamed. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!? THAT WAS THE STUPIDEST FUCKING THINK YOU COULD DO! DONT YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"

I wasn't really listening, I was kind of dazed by everything that just had happened so fast. Where was Clent? Where was I? Oh hey there was Harley....

Oh he was angry...

"IRRESPONSIBLE! I DIDNT KNOW WHERE YOU WERE!" He shouted, as he started the car,

My eyes filled with over emotional drunken tears, I hated to make him so upset.

I don't think he had yet noticed I was drunk.

"YOU CANT JUST LEAVE ALEXIA! YOU LET ME WORRY FOR HOURS! AND YOU WERE MAKING OUT WITH SOME BOY!? HOW DID YOU EVEN LEARN TO KISS LIKE THAT!? AND LOOK AT YOUR NECK! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" He shouted at me, "AND YOU HAD ALCOHOL! YOU CANT DO THAT! YOU CANT..." he trailed off, looking at me. "Your crying...." he said. "Alex why are you..." he looked at my confused, I can't remember the last time I cried like this in front of him. "I-I'm sorry for yelling...oh god...Alex your drunk aren't you?" He asked

I frowned. "A-Am not.."

"Aw, shit your going be so hung over...how much did you have?" He looked at me.

"Uh...um.." I tried to think, "I-I can't remember...tiny cups.." I assured him,

"Oh my god Alex! How many did you have?" Harley demanded,

"Uh...two..? Or...three.." I frowned, not able to remember. "I'm sorry Harley..." just hearing myself, I sounded so delicate and scared.

Harley gronaned. "Just don't throw up in my car...we're going to give punishments and lectures later." He said, glaring at the road as he drove.

I looked out the window, the lights and buildings seemed to rush past. It made me dizzy. Everything made me dizzy.

I giggled. What a funny word. Dizzy. It's like....Diizzzyy...

"Alex." Harley said.

I looked over. "Uh huh?"

"What are you laughing at?" He looked slightly amused.

"Dizzy." I burst out into laughter.

Harley sighed. "Oh you won't even know what hit you...."

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And I didn't. I don't think I had ever felt so terrible in my life. It wasn't even two hours later, and I was doubled over the trashcan, vomiting.

Harley held my hair back. I could tell he was trying not to lecture me. He rubbed my back, "your ok Alex...it's ok.." he said.

I felt like I was choking, gasping for breath as I continued to throw up.

Harley cringed. "See Alex this is why.." He mumbled,

"Shut u-up!" I yelled, really pissed off at life. I gripped the sides of the trash can and kept puking.

My brother stayed by my side most of the night. He told me the sickness kicked in pretty fast, more then normal.

I didn't care.

I felt like my stomach was being turned inside out, my throat burned so badly it made my eyes water.

Three tiny shots. Why? Uhg I hated alcohol...

He sighed. "Why were you kissing that guy?" He asked, an hour or two later. Once the worst had passed.

I was sitting on the couch with him, a bowl in my lap just in case.

"It was in the moment...and he was so pretty...and...a really good kisser Harley!" This was really the only argument I could think of.

"Ok, ok calm down. Alex listen that could have escalated and you could have gotten pregnant." He said sternly,

"I'm not that stupid." My voice was annoyed, I wasn't that stupid.

He glared at me. "You were shirtless."

"I had a bra on."

"He was touching you!" Harley protested.

"I was letting him Harley!"

"Why!?"

"Because I was drunk, dumbass!" I yelled at him. Regretting what I said immediately.

Harley blinked. "Don't call me that. Watch it Alexia, remember whose in charge." He growled.

I flinched at the use of 'Alexia'

"Your not my parent." I snapped

"I'm your legal guardian!" He argued.

"A pretty shitty one apparently!" Was my reply.

Let's be real, I was being a little brat to my brother who didn't deserve it.

But, why could he tell me what to do? He was my brother, not my dad.

And I think I was still just a little irrational.

Harley glared at me. "You never listen to me!" He yelled.

"Because your never here!"

"I HAVE A JOB ALEXIA!" He yelled

"DAMMIT, STOP CALLING ME THAT!" I shouted back.

"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!"

"DONT FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" God I was such a terrible person.

He looked 100% pissed. Harley stood,

"YOUR AN UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SLUT!"

I shot to my feet. "I AM NOT!"

"YOUR MAKING OUT WITH SOME GUY FOR THE SOLE REASON OF HIS LOOKS! YOUR A SLUT ALEXIA!" I know he was just trying to make me angry, because let's face it, Harley's human. And barley even an adult. He didn't mean it....right? Looking at him, he didn't seem to regret it. Anger bubbled inside of me,

My hand clenched into fists.

"FUCK YOU HARLEY!"

He looked at me for a second. Just looking, maybe searching for any trace of regret in my expression. I doubt he found any.

"Go to your room." He growled, pointing to the room we had recently cleared out for me.

"You can't tell me what to do!"

"Alexandra Jade Sky, go to your room." His voice was like venom, his eyes seemed to hold flames of anger.

I was slowly losing my confidence. But, I'm not one to back down. My arms folded over my chest,

"No." I spat.

Harley grabbed my arm tightly, I let out a gasp of surprise. He drug me towards the room, I was fighting him but he was so, so much stronger.

"LET GO!" I yelled at him, he threw me on my bed, looking furious, then stormed out,

The door slammed behind him.

I blinked. Did that just happen? Suddenly the all to familiar feeling hit me.

Stumbling off my bed quickly I grabbed the trash can in the corner of the room, vomiting. The same burning reaching my throat, my eyes watered from the way too familiar pain.

I groaned...no one to hold my hair back. I tied it into a sloppy ponytail.

Anger caused my face to go red, I clenched the sides of the trash can way too tightly.

One party. Can't I go to one party?

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Hey guys! New chapter should be out Sunday or Monday! So that's fun lol, what do you think of this chapter?

IMPORTANT- don't be like Alex kids. She's a bad influence.

What did you guys think of this side of Harley?

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Pic- Harley and Alex fighting (couldn't think of a good pic, sorry guys!)