Fixing the broken bad boy

Chapter eleven - Blank spot

Alexia's POV:

After a lot of doubt, I decided to go to the party. It wasn't that bad. I talked with people and drank. To be honest, I don't remember much. I probably got drunk again. Let's hope that I didn't. I didn't want to go, but Taylor convinced me. She might be the captain of the cheerleaders, but she is nice to me. I wonder if Xavi was there. He still lives in that house. I offered him to come home. Since he doesn't want to do it, I can't force him. Lately, we haven't talked much. Probably that is better. Our relations are not the best. I have the feeling that we can't understand each other very well. Just because we made out once doesn't mean that we are friends or something else. Also, he can't be with only one girl. I won't lie that, for the past week, I haven't seen him around girls. Maybe he has a problem. It's not my business. Even if I ask, I know that he won't tell me. After all, we are not that close. I want to know how long he plans to stay in that house. I'm afraid that he might get in trouble. You can't live on someone's property. Things don't work like that. I care too much about him. The thing is that I feel bad. I don't know him well, but no one deserves to live a life like his. Xavi hates his dad, but he never speaks about his mom. It's better if I don't ask. Otherwise, he might get mad at me. I know he can be good. For some reason, he doesn't want to do it. Well, I'll leave him to do what he wants. I said I would focus on my studies, but I'm not doing a good job.

I woke up and looked around. I was in my room, but I had no idea how I got there. Honestly, since the party last night, I have had a blank spot in my head. Like something is missing. I don't even remember what happened. I have the feeling that I got drunk again. One thing is sure. I won't go to a party ever again. Up to now, I haven't drunk alcohol. Well, if we don't count the ciders. Lately, I feel different. I went to a party twice, and who knows what happened? Let's hope that I didn't do anything that bad.

I sat on the bed and saw a glass of water on my nightstand. I guess that it's for my headache. I took the pill and drank it. If I could, I would never get out of bed. Is it weird that I want to throw up? Soon there was a knock on the door. I looked up to see that it was dad. He will probably kill me. How could I get drunk? Especially when I know that my parents will see me. No more parties.

- Hey, how do you feel?

- Um, I'm good.

- Will you tell me what happened?

- When?

- Last night.

- I went to a party and talked with some people. That's it. Nothing interesting.

- Don't you forget something?

- Like what?

- Maybe the fact that you got drunk.

- What? That is not true.

- Alexia, you were asleep in his hands.

- Whose hands?

- One boy took you home.

- What? Who was he?

- I don't know. He didn't even want to come in, but we convinced him.

- What was his name?

- He didn't say anything.

- Ok, good.

- Is there a problem?

- No, everything is fine.

- By the way, he said he might come to check on you today.

- When?

- Last night.

- No, I mean when he will come.

- I don't know.

- Ok, it doesn't matter.

- Will you come for breakfast?

- Thanks, but I'm not hungry.

- We'll leave you food in case you want to eat something.

- Thank you, dad.

- You're welcome. - He said and left

I laid in my bed for like an hour. My headache wasn't that bad. I guess that the pill helped. Finally, I decided to get up. I went to the bathroom and later got dressed. There was another knock on my door. This time it was my mom.

- Hey, do you feel better?

- Yes, I do.

- Can you come downstairs? Someone wants to see you.

- Ok, give me five minutes.

When I was ready, I went into the kitchen. Dad was talking with Xavi. Please don't tell me that he was the one who took me home. That can't be true. After all, he was at the party. I hope that we haven't done anything. Otherwise, I will regret this. Again.

- Hey. What are you doing here?

- I came to see you.

- Can I know from where you know my address?

- From your ID card.

- What?

- I will leave you to talk. - Dad said and left

- Xavi, do you know what happened last night? I have a blank spot.

- I do, but I don't think you will like it.

- Just tell me.

- Ok, I will tell you. When I arrived at the party, I saw you with a cup. I have no idea what you have drunk, but one thing was sure. You were already drunk. I wanted to talk with a girl, but you didn't let me.

- Please tell me that we didn't do anything.

- Let me finish. You wanted round two, so I gave it to you. To be honest, you wanted more, but I stopped. Then you said that since I won't give you more, you will find someone else who will do it. I saw you talking with some boys. Well, this didn't last long. I took you out of the house. For that, I received a slap from you. Don't worry. It didn't hurt. Drunk girls are not that strong. I knew you would regret it. That's why I took you home. The problem was that you could barely walk. I picked you up, and after some time, you fell asleep. Your parents weren't happy to see you like that, but they didn't say anything. Well, not in front of me.

- This can't be real. I'm so sorry that I slapped you.

- It's ok. I know that sober, you won't do it.

- Did I do something else? Maybe with someone else.

- No, I didn't let you.

- Can I know why you helped me? I mean that our relations are not perfect.

- Don't think that I will do it again.

- You don't have to worry about that. I won't go to parties anymore.

- I hope that you believe yourself.

- Do you still live in that house?

- Yes, why?

- Don't you think it's time for you to go home?

- If I meant something to dad, he would have searched for me.

- What about your mom? You don't talk much about her.

- I have no idea where she is.

- Have you searched for her?

- Look, I don't want to talk about this.

- Ok, I won't ask anymore. I'm sorry.

- It's ok.

That was. We dropped it. To be honest, I feel a bit awkward. I don't know what to tell Xavi. I won't lie that I'm glad that he took me home. What I don't like is that he got round two. I thought he got me drunk, but Xavi said I already was when he came. Maybe someone else did it, or I did it by myself. One thing is sure. I won't do it again. I looked at him, and he gave me a sad smile. I wonder what is going on inside his head.

- Hey, are you ok?

- Yes, I'm fine. I was thinking about something.

- Look, if you want, you can stay at home. I'm sure that mom and dad won't say anything.

- Thank you, but I can't do it.

- It's your choice.

- Do you have any plans for the day?

- No, I don't.

- We can go out if you want.

- I won't deny it. Because this probably is the last time you will ask me out. - I said, chuckling

- Very funny. Let's go now.

Both with Xavi walked out. We passed by a park, and I went to sit on a bench. He sat next to me, and I snuggled. I thought that he would move, but no. To be honest, I like this side of him. We stayed like that for a while. Later, we continued with our walk. I texted my parents that I would eat lunch outside. Both of us walked to a diner. I'm not hungry, but I won't deny a drink. Xavi ordered a cup of coffee. We were drinking in silence. From time to time, we threw each other a look, but that was.

- What do you want us to do next? If you have plans, you can go. - I said

- No, I don't plan anything. Except to go back to the house.

- Can I come with you?

- Um, sure.

Like that, we walked to the house. It looks like it will fall apart soon. I hope that when this happens, Xavi won't be here. He removed some things from the bed and laid on it. I felt awkward again. Xavi tapped the place next to him, and I laid down. He pulled me close for a hug. I didn't expect that, but I won't lie that I liked it. I know he has problems, but I don't know how to help him. Soon, I received a kiss on the top of my head, which made me look at him. There was no reaction. It's like he didn't know that he did it.

- Are you ok? - I asked

- I don't know.

- Can I help you with something?

- No.

- Can I do something for you?

- Yes.

- What is it?

- To stop caring for me.

- Why?

- Because it's better for you. That way, you won't have problems.

- I don't have any problems.

- For now. I think that you know what is good for you.

- Yes, I do.

- Then don't stay around me. I can't take care of you.

- You can't, or you don't want to do it.

- Both. I won't let a girl get too close to me.

- Why? I don't bite.

- There are some things that I want to keep private.

- So?

- I don't date. Neither will get in a relationship.

- Look, I think that you need a girl to fix you.

- It's too late.

- No, it's not.

- Drop it. I don't want to talk about it.

- If you say so.

We stayed in bed without talking. I want to help Xavi, but I know he won't let me. I looked at him and saw that he was sleeping. To be honest, I have no idea what to do with him. I kissed his cheek and snuggled into him again. I felt a smile on his face, which meant I got played.

- Seriously?

- Thank you for the kiss, princess.

- Don't call me like that.

- Why?

- Because I don't like it.

- How do you want me to call you?

- With my name. That's why I have it.

- Thank you.

- For what?

- For being here. I appreciate it.

- No problem. If you need anything, just tell me.

- Thanks, but I prefer to do everything on my own.

- I'm just saying.

I stayed with Xavi for a while and later went home. I won't lie that I liked being with him. Today was proof that he can be like the rest. He could've tried on me, but he didn't do anything. I wonder what it would feel like if we did it when I was sober. The thing is that I will never do it. It doesn't matter what we have done. Xavi is still a stranger to me. I bet that he is thinking of me as a play toy. That is something that I don't want to be. I might be a private person, but I want to be with someone who loves me. One day this will happen. All I can do is wait and see who my prince will be.