Fixing the broken bad boy

Chapter nine - I care

Alexia's POV:

Xavi ran away from home. The last time we talked was three days ago. I offered him to come home only because I felt horrible. I'm glad that he didn't accept. I was scared that he might do something. The party is still fresh in my head. I know he won't hurt me, but how can I be sure? It's better if we don't talk to each other. Well, he doesn't want to share anything with me. I'm not dying to know about his problems. The thing is that I feel bad for him. He hates his dad, but running away won't help him. His mom probably feels horrible. I can't believe that a parent will let their kid run away. If I do this, my parents will kill me. It's not like I will do it. I love my parents. After all, they raised me. Maybe his parents didn't do it in the right way. I could've asked, but I knew he wouldn't tell me. It looks like Xavi doesn't like to talk about his life, but one thing is sure. He will never change. I was nice to him because he had a problem. It looks like he doesn't accept help. In that case, he can be alone. I don't need to be with this boy. Well, not at all. I will see him, even if he doesn't want me around. I have seen people like him. Usually, when a girl appears, they change. I guess that this is not the case. It's not my business. He chose to live this way, not me. I am happy with my life. At least my parents care for me. They will never let me get in trouble. I wish that I could say the same about Xavi. It looks like his parents don't care about him at all. Maybe that is why he is acting this way. I hope that things will get better for him.

I woke up and went to get ready. It's only 7 am, but I don't want to rush with my breakfast. Every day I wear the same type of clothes. Maybe I can dress differently today. I took tight black jeans with a white t-shirt and my leather jacket. I'm not the biggest fan of this style, but I like it. Later, I made my bed and went to wash my face. I put makeup on only when I have pimples to hide. I have nothing against it, but it's not my favorite thing. A lipgloss will do the work.

When I was ready, I walked downstairs. Mom was putting the food on the table. It looked so good. Without saying anything, I started eating. Let's say that I was hungry. Dad looked at me and chuckled. Sometimes I can't understand my parents. I continued eating my food. Mom looked at me with a smile. What is wrong with everyone today? I didn't do anything.

- Why is everyone looking at me?

- I see that you changed your style today. - mom said

- A little bit. Since I always wear the same time of clothes, I decided to change them.

- You look great.

- Thanks, mom.

- Is there something interesting in school? - dad asked

- No. We have new students, but I think that they quickly fit in.

- Maybe you can make new friends.

- Why? I like mine.

- Honey, you never invite people home.

- Because I don't want to.

After breakfast, I walked to school. When I arrived, I saw Xavi. It looks like he hasn't been sleeping the whole night. Even if I ask, he won't tell me. Moreover, this is not my business. I walked to my locker and took what I needed for my class. Later, I walked into the classroom. As usual, I sat at the front. Soon Xavi came, and we made eye contact. He doesn't look ok at all. I thought that he would sit with me, but no. He sat in the last row.

On the lunch break, I went for food. I have no idea what is wrong with me today. I feel hungry all the time. Honestly, I don't even know what I want to eat. I quickly looked around, but Xavi wasn't there. Maybe he doesn't want to eat. I took an apple and walked back inside. I found him sitting on the ground with his phone. I sat next to him, but he didn't notice me.

- Hey, are you ok?

- What are you doing here? I will gladly give you what you want, but not here.

- I didn't come for that.

- Then why are you here?

- Because you look like you haven't been sleeping the whole night.

- So what?

- You can tell me if there is a problem.

- Why will I tell you? After all, you are a stranger. I don't trust you.

- Well, if you spend more time talking with girls instead of using them, you will understand that not all of them are bad.

- Yeah, no thanks. I suggest you go away.

- Why?

- Because I don't want you here.

- What if I want to stay?

- Then I will leave.

- Ok, you can stay here. I'll go.

Why does he have to be like that? All I wanted was to help him. I walked to my locker and switched my books. I sat down and pulled out my phone. I feel bad for him, but I can't do anything. For some reason, I care about him. I felt eyes on me and looked up to see that it was Xavi. He was quick to turn his attention back to his phone. I will never be able to understand him.

After my last class, I took what I needed and walked out. I saw that Xavi was going to the abandoned street. People call it that because of the houses there. No one has been in them for more than ten years. I wonder why he is going there. It might be rude, but I have to follow him. Something is going on, and I want to know what. Soon he arrived in front of one of the houses. Xavi walked in as if it was his house. I looked through one of the windows and saw his things everywhere. Don't tell me that he lives here. That is illegal. Well, maybe it's not, but he can't live here. He looked up, and I quickly hid. If he finds out I have followed him, I will be dead. I slowly lifted my head when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was him.

- Do you have to tell me something?

- Um, no.

- I think that you do. Come in. You can't stay here. After all, someone might see you.

- Can I know what you are doing here? - I asked as we walked in

- Isn't it obvious?

- Do you live here?

- Yes, I do, from three days.

- Why? I'm sure that your house is better.

- It is, but not the people inside.

- What do you mean?

- Nothing. Forget it. Will you tell me why you are here?

- I wanted to know what is going on with you.

- Why? I'm a stranger, remember?

- Yes, but I got worried.

- For me?

- Yes. I know I don't have the right to follow you, but I had to do it. Please don't be mad at me.

- It's ok. I'm not mad.

- Really?

- Well, I didn't like it. Sadly, I have no right to stop you.

- Don't worry. I will go home.

- You can stay if you want.

- Why? So you can try something.

- Do you think that I will do it?

- I don't know. I thought that you could be ordinary, but you proved me wrong. How can I trust you?

- I will tell you something. I hope that you can understand me.

- Ok, I'm listening.

- I won't let anyone get close to me. I appreciate your help, but I don't want it. Thanks to my parents, I am who I am. No one cares for me. That's why I don't care for anyone. I'm sorry if I hurt you, but this is the truth. You have to accept it.

- I'm sorry.

I feel so bad right now. I will gladly give Xavi a tight hug, but I can't do it. The chances of him pushing me away are high. It's not a lie that I want to do something for him.

- Hey, are you ok? - he asked

- What?

- I asked if you were ok.

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Are you sure? You look upset.

- I can tell you the truth, but you won't like it.

- Let's hear it.

- I feel bad for you. I don't know what is going on with you, and I don't want to know. The thing is that no one deserves this type of life. It's visible that you do all of these things on purpose. Like you want revenge. Let me tell you something. None of these people are guilty of your problems. Stop being a bad boy and look around. Some people care about you. It might be only one, but it's better than zero.

- Oh, yeah. No one cares about me.

- That's not true.

- Really? Tell me one person who cares.

- I do.

- What?

- I care about you.

- Why?

That's a good question. I don't know why I care. I feel bad. Xavi does all of this because no one loves him. I am not talking only about a girl. I mean his parents. As I see, they don't have the best relations. To be honest, I want to hug him so badly, but I don't know what his reaction will be. I don't want him to get mad at me.

- Will you answer me?

- I don't have a reason. I feel bad for you. I know that you can do better.

- You don't know anything.

- Can I get a hug? I need one.

- I'm not your friend.

- I know.

- Cool.

If he doesn't give me one, I will take it myself. He was surprised but didn't pull away. Why does this feel so good? Up to now, we haven't done anything. Well, except for that party. Xavi pulled away and looked at me. Something has changed.

- You have to go away.

- Why?

- Just do it. I don't want you here.

- I don't want to go.

- Please, leave me alone.

- What's wrong? I didn't do anything.

- JUST GO!

- NO! I DON'T WANT TO DO IT!

I made him look at me and saw the pain in his eyes. It's visible that he is hurt, no matter that he won't admit it. How can I help him when he doesn't want to share with me? I pulled him for another hug and felt tears on the back of my shirt. Watching him like that breaks my heart, but I can't do anything. I pulled away and wiped his tears.

- Hey, I am on your side. You can trust me.

- I can't.

- Why?

- Because if I do it, you will leave.

- I won't leave. Look, I understand that you have trust issues, but you can't keep pushing people away from you.

- I don't trust anyone. Neither myself.

- Why don't you come home with me? You can stay for a couple of days until you feel better.

- No, I can't do that.

- I only want to help you.

- I told you that I don't need help! - he said, a bit cold

- But it's hurting me watching you like that.

- Like what?

- Lost and hurt.

- I'm fine.

- No, you're not. Let me help you.

- Go away.

- What?

- GO AWAY!

- Why do you have to be like that?

- Just leave.

- Well, I hope you like being alone. - I said and left

I wanted to stay with him, but he wouldn't let me. I don't know what is wrong with him. What I can do is leave him alone. It's visible that he doesn't want people around him. Let's hope that he will understand how wrong he is. I can't do anything for him. In that case, I can focus on myself. Maybe I can ask my parents for advice. They can tell me what to do. No matter how hard I try to distract myself, Xavi will always be in my mind. There is something in him that doesn't let me forget him. I care about him. I will make sure that he understands it.