The Badass and the Alpha

Chapter Seven

                After Ares and I continued to stare at each other, my phone started to vibrate in the back of my pocket and I thanked ,whoever is up there controlling us, for a distraction.

                Taking it out, I looked at the ID called hoping to be my brother, Adam, but I was met with a phone number that just looked familiar. 

                Sliding my finger over the screen, I put the phone to my ear, while trying to remember whose number was it.

                " You reached the voicemail of Daenerys Targaryen, please leave a message after bip..."  I said in the phone waiting for an answer.

                " Game of Thrones? I didn't know you are a fan. Maybe we can hang out this weekend and watch it together?" looks like it didn't work with this guy.

                Wilder was still standing next to me, giving me weird looks. Covering the speakers with my hand, I look at him murderously and half whispere 'what'. All he did was to give me an amused look and shake his head. I took it as a 'finish your call so we can talk' look, so I turned my attention back to my phone.

                " Okay fine. Who is this?" I hate it when I don't know what's going on.

                " James. The nerdy one. We texted this morning."

                " God... the way you say it, makes it sound like sexting..." I turned to see Ares trying to keep a laugh in. Continuing to look at him I say, " Not that we did such thing." I say more to Ares than James.

                " Yeah! Pfff... Obviously! Where are you? I've been looking for you!"

                " I told you... I don't do side buddies. No need for you to keep looking for me. I'm fine."

                " Actually, more than fine..." said Ares while wiggling his eyebrows at me and putting his hands in his jeans' pockets.

                " Are you with someone?" asked James through the phone.

                " No! I'm alone!"

                " Oh cool... than I can come and keep you company." James sounded excited.

                " How about you don't?!"

                " What? Why?"

                " Because I don't need a babysitter!"

                " Well... the school thinks otherwise."

                " Yeah well, the school can go and shove it up their ass. Oh no wait! That place is already occupied by the Golden Boy, Ares Wilder."

                " And this is exactly the reason why I came here to talk."  he gave me a serious look.

                Having to cover the speakers again, I decide to bite back.

                If this isn't going to calm down, I'll have to hang up.

                " Oh really?! Because I didn't seem to see it in between your r**e kisses!"

                " Admit it... You enjoyed them too."

                " I would rather make out with a Llama!"

                " Ummm... Jay, you seem to have your plate kind of full right now. How about we meet after classes so I can have something to write on the report for the principle."

                I stopped bickering with Ares and turned my gaze up front.

                " Report?" I gulp

                " Yeah. I have to keep a daily log of what you do so the principle will know that you didn't create chaos."

                " And when did you start writing?" I asked concerned.

                " I started with your first day."

                " And when do you have to give it?"

                " Every day after classes."

                Well... I'm screwed. Gloriously and royally screwed.

                Turning my head towards Ares, I continue talking to James, " I'll call you after classes. Okay? Bye..." and I hung up the phone.

                " Wow... You look pale" Ares said looking at me with amusement. " Oh... Now you look a little green." he started looking concerned at me, " And now red. Are you going to tell me what is going on or are you planning on turning into all the colors of the rainbow?"

                " No Ares." I said calm, putting my phone back in the pocket and taking a few steps closer to him, " I am planning on killing you, scatter you around the school so no one can find out and then leave the country!"

                " So you are in trouble."

                " NOW YOUR BRAIN WORKS!" I screamed in desperation.

                " You need to calm down or your cute little vein from your neck will pop." he said unmoved, pointing at my neck.

                " Guess what else will pop. YOUR BLOODY HEAD!" I screamed and shoved him in the chest.

                He caught my hands on the impact and I tried to get out of his grip, but it was useless. He had me trapped and all I could do was try and bang my fists in his hands, in hopes to get to his chest. But he still wouldn't let me go.

                I was getting frustrated and tears were threatening to spill if I didn't calm myself.

                " There's no use in trying to escape me." he said gently, pulling me closer to him. " You need to calm down at first so you won't be a danger to yourself or the others."

                His words got to me and I stopped fighting. I leaned my forehead against his chest and I started taking deep breaths.

                Seeing that I wasn't going to attack him anymore, he let go of my hands and started rubbing my back. " Everything will be alright kiddo. No need to stress."

                His words gave me a flashback. They reminded me of my dad, keeping me close in his arms while I was crying for my Mommy.

                " Everything will be alright kiddo. If not, Daddy will make them right. Daddy promises. Mommy is going to come back soon, I promise." he continued whispering to a sobbing ball in his arms. A ball that was devastated because of her mother's leaving. Because of the fightings she kept hearing during the middle of the night. That kept going even after Daddy promised to make things better when Mommy would come home. Promises that made a girl's already broken heart, shatter even more, seeing her parents arguing in front of her. Breaking in even tinnier pieces when she started growing up and understanding what was going on, understanding Daddy that he cheated on Mommy. Understanding Mommy making Daddy leave. But not understanding why Daddy kept coming back and Mommy kept waiting with her arms right open every single time. Promises that Daddy kept making about not hurting us anymore, promises that came and went by with the blink of an eye. Promises that never changed no matter the state or school I was supposed to move into. Promises in which I eventually stopped believing, but continued watching Mommy light her eyes with the hope of tomorrow. Promises that eventually stopped when I started changing schools on my own. Promises that were not even shared with Mommy. Only broken or forgotten...

                " Jay? Where did you go?" Ares bent down and grabbed my chin, catching a lonely tear, striding down my cheek. " Hey? What happened?" he looked concerned and I tried avoiding his stare.

                " Nowhere. I'm fine." I lifted my hand to wipe away the tear. " I have to go." I said taking my things and started walking towards the school.

                " Hey! Maybe we should talk about what happened..." he said grabbing my arm so I would stop walking.

                " Maybe we shouldn't. It was weird from every single aspect. I don't wanna talk about what happened at the vending machine! I don't wanna talk about what happened around my bike which, by the way, will haunt me every single time I'll ride it! I don't wanna talk about what happened after that and especially about what happened just now!"

                " Okay. Then hear me out!"

                " No!"

                " Why not?"

                " Because you will go full on Ghandi on me and I don't want to hear it!"

                " How did you know I was gonna do that?"

                " Oh please Wilder. You are not smart enough to quote Sigmund Freud."

                " Human conscious is being driven by Eros and Thanatos. Love and Death" he said rather bored.

                " Okay so, maybe you can, but still... It won't help. At least not now."

                " And why is that?" he came closer to me.

                " Because I can't quote Freud or Ghandi when I'll have to explain my actions to the principle and plead for my forgiveness."

                " What for?"

                " For meeting you!" fury was starting to build up in me, " For talking to you! For spending a single second after we had that argument in the corridor with you! For even acknowledging your existence!" 

                " Jay..." he said warning me, " calm down or you know what will happen..."

                " I AM CALM!" I took a breath and looked back at him. " Okay. I see your point now."

                Ares looked scared for his life, before taking back his blank stance, " We can figure this out."

                " Oh no! There is no 'we' in here. There will never be a 'we'. Hell, if I'll have to explain to the principle what happened, you are the one going down for it!"

                " But why will you have to explain anything to him in the first place?!"

                " Because the 'weird little human' you were talking about killing, is not only my babysitter, but he is also the one writing reports about me and sending them to the principle, every damn single f*****g day."

                " Oh..."

                " Oh? Oh?! Oh! Is this all you've got to say to me?!"

                " You are fucked..."

                I knew I was f****d. I was in deep s**t and I didn't need him to tell me about it, I could see it myself. But what was I going to do about it, won't involve him or my mother. In fact, I was going to solve this on my own.

                Because of you dad...