Fixing the broken bad boy

Chapter twelve - You can tell me

Xavier's POV:

I went to check on Alexia, and luckily, she was fine. As I expected, she wasn't happy to hear what had happened. Well, in her place, I will be too. I mean that she is a good girl. It looks like her parents weren't mad at her. At least she didn't tell me anything. On the good side, we became a bit close. I said I wouldn't let a girl be too close, but with her, I feel comfortable. Alexia might not be my parents, but, to be honest, she is better than them. For the last couple of days, she took care of me more than my parents for the whole year. Our relations are complicated. Dad hasn't called me at all. That is his type of care. Well, I shouldn't have expected anything else from him. I bet that he didn't notice that I was gone. Almost two weeks passed. I don't plan to go back home. I go there only to change my clothes and get some money. Every time there was a woman at home. I wish that he could stop. I am doing the same thing, but lately, I have stopped. I feel disgusted by him. It's not like he is young. I don't know how he convinced many women to play his game. That reminded me of Alexia. I don't know how she is still around me. I don't treat her well. For some reason, she doesn't want to go. That is her choice. I'm sure that, soon or not, she will find someone better. I hope that he can give her what she needs. Sometimes what we want is different from what we need. I need help, but I won't admit it. It's better if I don't talk about this. My problems are something private.

I woke up and got dressed. I wish that I was somewhere else. Right now, this house is my only option. I don't want to be in the same room with dad. I have no idea where mom is. Well, I'm sure that she is in my hometown. It's not like I need them. I learned how to take care of myself. Well, in the last three years. Some people don't think about their kids when they get a divorce. I'm not the one who should tell my parents what to do, but I wish things were different.

When I was ready, I walked up to school. I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was only 7:30 am. I better be early than stay one more minute in this house. It's not bad, but it looks like it might fall soon. Let's hope that it won't be on me. I won't like it. I walked into the hall and saw a couple of people. After not more than ten minutes, Alexia came with her head down. I think that something has happened. There is one way to find out.

- Hey, are you ok?

- Yes, why?

- Because you look upset.

- I am fine. - Alexi said, a bit cold

- Ok, don't get mad at me.

- I'm not mad.

- That's not what it looks like to me. Did I do something to you?

- The world doesn't spin around you.

- Will you tell me why you are so mad?

- I'm not mad. Stop asking me dumb questions.

- What is going on with you today?

- Nothing. Now leave me alone.

- I won't do it until you tell me everything.

- I have nothing to tell you.

- Why?

- Just because I was nice to you once doesn't mean I will always do it. Now excuse me, but I have to go to class.

- Alexia!

- Leave me alone!

I took my things and walked after her. After all, we have the same class. I don't know what is going on with her. I thought that we were getting close, but maybe I was wrong. I sat next to her. Alexia was about to get up, but I grabbed her hand and didn't let her.

- I won't talk with you. Can you stay here?

- Why should I trust you?

- You have my word.

- Fine, but if you say even a single word, I will leave.

- I promise you that I won't talk.

We spent the whole class in silence. It's visible that Alexia is mad at me, but I don't know what I did. I don't remember offending her. Two days ago, everything was fine. That is why I don't care about anyone. Otherwise, they always find a way to hurt you. I looked at Alexia. She wasn't paying attention. I noticed that her head was somewhere else. It will be better if she shares the problem with me, but I don't think she will do it.

After this class, I walked to my locker. I saw Alexia checking something on her phone. As I see it, she won't talk with me. I walked up to her. She was about to go, but I grabbed her hand and stopped her.

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

- Nothing. Now let me go.

- Why are you mad at me?

- I told you that I'm not.

- Yes, you are. Stop lying.

- Why can't you leave me alone?

- Because I want to know what is going on with you.

- I am fine.

- No, you're not.

- You are so annoying. - she said and left

- Not only me!

I decided to leave her alone. She is not my friend or someone for who I care. I walked to my next class but didn't sit with her. It's not like I paid attention. Everyone has problems, but this doesn't mean that you have to put your anger on others. They are not guilty. I should've been constantly angry at her if I had been doing it.

On the lunch break, I went into the hall. I'm not hungry. Lately, I haven't eaten much. It's not like I don't want to. I'm just not in the mood for that. I looked up and saw Alexia. She was not ok. Her face was saying it all. We made eye contact, but soon she pulled away. I walked up to her and sat on the ground. I wish that she could share her problems with me. I know I'm a stranger to her, but maybe I can help her. It's not like I know how to do it.

- Hey.

- What are you doing here?

- I came to see you. Is it f*******n?

- No, but I don't want you here.

- Why? Because of what I did.

- Maybe.

- Will you tell me what I did?

- No.

- Why?

- You didn't do anything.

- Then why are you mad at me?

- For a millionth time. I am NOT mad at you.

- But you are cold with me. You are treating me like I am guilty of everything.

- Well, I'm sorry that you are feeling like that.

- Alexia, what is going on with you?

- I don't know. Lately, I feel weird.

- Two days ago, everything was fine. You spent almost the whole day with me.

- That's the problem.

- What do you mean?

- You are a stranger who likes to get drunk and make other people do it. I don't want to mess with you.

- Then why are you doing it?

- I have no idea.

- I got you drunk only once. Won't you forget it?

- How am I supposed to do it? I don't want to be yours or anyone else's play toy.

- You are not my play toy.

- Really? I don't trust you.

- If you hate me so much, you shouldn't be talking with me.

- I don't hate you.

- No, it's ok. I won't bother you anymore. - I said and left

For the rest of the classes, I didn't talk with her. After school, I walked back to the house. To my surprise, Alexia was already there. I don't remember inviting her. I ignored her and went to change my clothes. I have no idea why she is here, but I don't want to talk to her. When I was ready, I laid on the bed and pulled out my phone. She sat next to me and took my phone.

- Hey, give it back.

- I will do it after you listen to me.

- Why do you have to be like that?

- Please.

- Fine. You have five minutes.

- I'm sorry for my crappy mood. It's not because of you. I don't know what is going on with me. The thing is that I have no idea what to do. Lately, I have been doing many things I am not supposed to do. I don't mean you. I want to do everything that doesn't suit a good girl.

- Who said that you have to play by the rules?

- I don't want to be like you. I mean, getting drunk and in trouble all the time.

- Do you think that this is the only thing that I do?

- What else are you doing?

- Escaping from home. - I said, chuckling

- Xavi, I'm serious.

- Ok, ok. You are a teenager. We do things like that. There is enough time until you grow up like an adult. Have fun and live your life. Otherwise, you will never know what it is like to be happy.

- Really?

- Yes. Look at me. The difference is that you have parents who care about you. No matter what happens, they will always be by your side. I mean, for everything.

In my mind appeared my parents. Three years ago, everything was fine. Then this day came. I started living with my dad. Maybe it was a mistake. I don't know if mom is better, but at least she knows how to cook. That way, I don't need to buy food every day. I can learn how to cook, but I won't do it. The conditions are not the best. Some people need to appreciate what they have. I felt eyes on me and looked up to see that it was Alexia. She was looking at me with sad eyes. I feel bad for her.

- Hey, are you ok?

- I don't know.

- Do you want a hug?

- I won't deny one.

I have to say that this feels good. Usually, I don't let girls so close to me, but with Alexia, it's different. Alexia has some effect on me. Maybe it's because she was good to me. No matter that I treated her horribly. I'm glad that she decided to stay with me. I feel like soon, that girl won't be only a stranger. Having her as my friend won't be that bad. Well, only if she wants it too.

- What is going on inside your head?

- Us.

- What?

- I don't know how you can stand me. I am treating you horribly.

- True, but you're not that bad.

- Are you sure? I think that you have hit your head somewhere.

- I am sure.

- If you say so.

- Don't think so low of yourself. You're not the worst bad boy.

- That means that I have to work on myself.

- Please don't do it. - she said, chuckling

- Why? All good girls like bad boys.

- Not all.

- I don't understand.

- The boys play the bad boys, but when it comes to a girl, they keep her as if they own her.

- That's not true.

- Prove me wrong.

- I don't think that I can.

Alexia and I talked for a while. I'm glad that her good mood is back. I prefer her happy and energetic side. Maybe I am not the only one with problems. It's not like I will share them with her. I know she can help me, but I don't want to mess her with that. I said I would stay away from her, but I couldn't. To be honest, I don't want to. She is a good girl and cares about me. It's better if I keep her. In case I do something horrible. I would love to have someone like her by my side. We'll see what can happen. I don't want to rush.