♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
?Don’t Copy Or Repost?
❣️Episode 10❣️
?Alexis’s pov?
Her smirk…her face…her voice…her touch…they were the only thing I could think of right now.
I know it’s crazy,,, I mean, how can I be having this kind of feelings for a fu-cking girl!?
It’s annoying and at the same time fascinating.
Honestly, I don’t want to see her ever again but de-ep down I’m dying to meet her again.
I don’t know but there’s something about her that I can’t quite figure out…was it her smile? Her face? Her voice? or her strength? I don’t know!
Or maybe it was because of the fact that she saved me from those two animals,,, right?
I stood still as I stared down at the leather hoodie covering my na-kedness… the same hoodie that belongs to ‘this girl’
I unconsciously brou-ght the hoodie up to my face and sniffed at it,,, do I look crazy right now?
*What’s it for?* I remember asking her that question when she had handed the hoodie over to me.
*Your shirt…* She was flawless…nice… friendly…gorgeous…and amazing. I’ve never met any girl as beautiful and simple-minded as her.
She was….unique.
*Anyway, I’m Alexis but you can call me Lexi.* I had introduced myself to her.
*Do you mind if I just call you Alex?* Everything about her was unique… completely. Even her name sounded unique as well.
~Gwendolyn…
I slowly brou-ght my hand down and rested it upon my racing heart.
Why was my heart beating fast?
Why was this feelings looking so new and foreign to me?
*I’m Gwen. Gwendolyn.*
Gwendolyn…Gwen…, what are you doing to me?
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“Lexi, are you alright?” Mom panicked just as I walked into the house. She ran towards me, twirling me around to spot out any injury.
“Mom, I’m fine. What is it?” I asked, pulling away from her.
“Brenden told me you were in trouble so he ran to you.” Oh, I remember picking Brenden’s call before those jerks snatched my damn phone from me. Wait, Brenden didn’t actually go out to look for me, right? “Besides,” She looks behind me. “Where is he?”
“Who? Brenden?” I asked, confused.
She nodded her head. “Yes. Didn’t he come home with you?”
“No.” I sighed. “He shouldn’t have bothered.”
“Why not? You are his little sister, he has every right to be worried about your well being. And, are you sure you are okay? Do you need me to call for the doctor?”
I shook my head. “I’m very much fine.”
“But what happened to you?” Mom asked me.
It was pointless to give her the full details of what happened between me, those guys and that charming savior. So I did the best thing…I cut the long story short.
“It was just two drunkards, dying to seek my attention.” I shrugged, walking away.
“Just give Brenden a call to tell him you are back home.” She said.
“Well…” I scrunched up my face. “My phone got damaged in the process.”
“Are you sure the situation was a minor one?” Mom asked again, giving me a pointed look.
“Mom, did you spot any injury on my body?” She quietly shook her head ‘no’ “So you see, I’m completely fine. Just call Brenden and tell him I’m back home, save.”
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I knocked against his door quietly before walking in.
“Mom told me you are back from your search for me…You shouldn’t have…HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE fu-ck HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!?” I freaked out, staring directly at his bruised nose.
Brenden hissed in pain, laying flat on his bed. “Just…” That was all that could come out from his mouth.
His nose were practically shifted to the side. Did he got into a fight with a giant thug or a supernatural being or something?
I mean, there’s no way an ordinary person did this to him.
fu-ck!
I approached him quietly and sat down beside him on the bed. “Did you got into a fight or something?”
He stayed quiet, groa-ning in pain over his broken, shifted nose.
“Brenden…” I card out softly, indirectly pleading with him to tell me what happened.
“I didn’t get into any fight, okay?” He snapped out, clenching his fist to suppress the sharp pain that came after his outburst.
“Then what happened?” I asked getting frustrated over his refusal to give me adequate information about what happened to his once pretty nose.
“I just…I can’t tell you.” He mumbled under his breath.
“Why not? Just talk to me? Or did a girl did that to you?” After my sudden encounter with a girl as strong as Gwen,,, I’ve come to a realize that there are some girls out there who possesses such strength as hers. What you think is impossible can actually be possible.
Brenden stared at me wide eyes, with his mouth hanging open.
Why was he acting like I’ve just guessed right?
Or wait,
Did a girl really punched him on the nose?
“Did a girl really punched you on the nose?” I asked, voicing out my thought.
“Maybe.” He muttered under his breath, looking away.
A girl did. It was a girl who fu-cking did this to him.
Holy shit! How can a girl bypas-sthe charm of Brenden and punch him like this?
Damn, that girl must be given an award for punching Brenden like this,,, I’m sure Brenden did something that angered her.
He has little respect for girls and I’m sure you guys are all aware of that.
“Wow.” I exclaimed, smiling.
“Wow? Is that the right thing to say? And why are you smiling?” He asked, getting irritated.
“Come on, stop being this way. Like seriously, it’s quite very funny seeing you this way.” I burst into laughter. “Your…no…nose looks very funny right now.” I said in between laughter.
“Are you suppose to be laughing right now? I crossed path with that girl…who looks like a boy because of you.” He pointed at his nose. “She almost knocked my nose off.”
“But,” I coughed as I stopped laughing. “How can you just stand still and watch a lady do this to you?”
“What do you expect me to do? Hit her back?”
“Of course not but what did you do to warrant this kind of a punch? Did you dump her like you always do to every girl? Did you look down on her or disrespected her?” I asked, stating the things I know Brenden can definitely do.
He sighed rolling his eyes. “I didn’t do any of that. I can’t even make out with a girl that looks like that.”
“What’s wrong with her? Too fat? Too skinny? Too…”
“Manly.” He said, completing my sentence. “How can a lady possess this kind of power, huh?”
Speaking about this lady kinda remind me of,,, Gwendolyn.
You see one reason why I can never forget her?
“I really admire ladies like that.” I said while shrugging.
“Wait…” He sat upright on his bed. “Enough about me,” He hissed out in pain. “Damn that girl.” He muttered under his breath. “Anyway, I thought you were in trouble when I called,” He looked at me from head to toe. “You look okay to me.”
“I’m fine but you are not.” I stood up to my feet. “I will be right back, let me get some ice for your nose.”
“Lexi,” He called me just when I had turned open the doorknob. I turned to look at him. “What happened? Did they do anything stupid?”
“A savior came there just in time. She helped me kicked their a-sses.”
“She?” He repeated.
“It was a girl.” I nodded, smiling.
“You must be very indebted to her.” He pointed out.
“Well, I am.” I sighed. “And oh, she’s very unpredictable.” With that, I turned from him and walked away to get the ice for his broken nose.
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?Brenden’s pov?
Unpredictable…she was also unpredictable…for the first time ever, I couldn’t predict the next move of a lady.
She caught me unaware with the punch. I didn’t expect it…you could tell she was a girl even without staring down at her bo-obs but the strength she possessed said otherwise.
She looked calm and at the same time…fierce.
She appears to be gentle, tough, small but de-ep down, she was something more. Something that every guy needs to stay away from if they want to have their complete body to themselves.
I wasn’t afraid of her, mind you but… there’s just something about her I couldn’t quite figure out.
She was the first girl ever to bypas-smy charms…the first girl ever to challenge me and not tremble.
When I had threateningly took some step towards her, I had expected her to back away and leave but she didn’t…she stood on her ground and for a second, I almost gave in to apologize to her.
*a-sshole. Jerk. Idiot. Animal… that’s what I just called you. Do your worst, I dare you.*
How can a lady be that courageous? How can she be that fearless? How could she be that strong?
*You can’t leave without apologizing.* She had said fiercely to me, holding my wrist. Even when I tried to pull away from her grasp,,, I couldn’t.
Honestly, I don’t want to ever cross path with her again but de-ep down, I want to meet her again…who knows maybe I’m eager to have my revenge on her.
I stared at my broken nose at the mirror, glaring ha-rd at it.
*Good for you, I don’t hate girls, barbie.*
*Well, too bad for you, I hit jerks like you…* I couldn’t even dodge the punch. Like dammit! *When next you see me….Run.* She said as she walked away, leaving me in a mess and in pain.
It’s official…I want to see her again so I could have my revenge on her. She can’t just go scout free after doing this to me. Never.
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?Gwen’s pov?
“Why did you have to punch him, princess?” Dad asked me for the hundredth time.
I can’t believe Cleo reported me to dad. Like come on, was there need for him to know about it?
Actually, she saw me punch that jerk’s face earlier today.
I never wanted to punch him but, he was very annoying, frustrating, arrrrgh! Thinking about him almost want to make me puke.
Like seriously, who the fu-ck does he think he is to say shit to my face?
Well, back to the matter at hand…as you can all see…Cleo betrayed me.
“I never intended to…I just…he was being so rude to me, dad. And remember you told me to always defend myself when need be.”
“Are you seriously going to use my own words against me?”
I smiled sheepishly at him. “No. But you know I won’t just go about punching people’s faces, right?”
“I know and I’m sure the jerk must have done something to earn that punch from you but,,,what if you had hurt your knuckles, huh? What do you expect me to do?” I asked worriedly.
“I know da…wait,” I cleared my throat. “Dad, are you worried about this person’s broken nose or about my knuckles?” I said, rephrasing what he just said.
He sighed. “Of course I’m worried about you, princess.” He wrapped me into his arms. “I told you to always defend yourself wherever you go but…you don’t have to always fight just to defend yourself.”
“Why not?” I questioned.
“If you keep fighting people over everything then trust me you will be tagged as the bad person.” He explained. “Sometimes you just have to look away or do things without being violent.”
“But…” It’s pointless trying to argue over this with dad and besides, he was only trying to look out for me. “Alright.”
“Good. Oh, here.” He handed me a key, smiling. “You have something waiting for you at the garage.”
I furrowed my brows a little. “What?”
“Just go to the garage.” He shrugged.
“Is it what I’m thinking?” I asked, standing up to my feet.
“I don’t know what you are thinking, princess.” He chuckles.
I turned around to leave but stopped and turned back to dad. “Um…dad?”
“Yes?” He answered.
“What if I need to save someone from getting ra-ped…just like I had done today, will someone still consider me as a bad person?” I asked.
“You are not a bad person, okay? But wait, did you get into another fight aside from this broken nose guy?”
I fiddled with my fingers. “Maybe?”
“Oh God. Gwen.” Dad called. “You just got to New York and you are already fighting?”
“Guys here are more trashy than guys in Boston, dad, trust me.” I tried defending my stupid actions.
Maybe I should never have told him anything about the fight.
Speaking about it,,, hope the girl is fine? Hope she isn’t traumatized about it? I didn’t even collect her…oh, her phone got destroyed.
“You know, on a second thought think I need back my key.”
“No, dad. You can’t take back what you’ve already handed out.” I said, running away from him, with only one destination in mind…
…the garage.
But before I walked out of the house,,, I heard dad say, “I’m so excited to have you here, princess.”
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?Alexis’s pov?
“Girls!” Kathy yelled at the top of her voice, coming towards Pearl and I with a huge grin on her face.
“Hey girl!” Pearl replied, embracing Kathy. “You look…happy this morning. Tell me the gist.”
Kathy blus-hed. “Well…this girl here has just gotten herself a boyfriend!” She announced.
“Really! Oh my Gosh.” Pearl said excited, grinning ear to ear over Kathy’s news.
How will my friends look at me if they come to realize that I was thinking about a girl,,, s-exually?
Will they ever want to be friends with me?
Will…damn, what am I even thinking? Wait, am I accepting the fact that I’m g-ay? Nah. There’s no way in hell I will accept such a thing.
Like Christ sake I’m not g-ay!!!
~No one is arguing that with you, baby~ My subconsciousness said.
She was right. No one is arguing that with me…no one is even calling me g-ay so why am I acting this damn way?
I brou-ght up my hand and stared down at the leather hoodie I was currently wearing.
Her smell…her soft fragrance…I don’t want to forget it. fu-ck it, I don’t want to forget her.
I really want to see her so badly. Call me crazy but that’s pretty how I feel right now.
~I think it’s best you don’t see her again and just focus on you God forsaken relationship with your boyfriend~
“Lexi, what’s wrong with you? Why are you staring at your hand like that?” Pearl nudges me on the shoulder, dragging me back to the land of the living.
“Damn girl, your leather hoodie is dope!” Kathy winked.
“She’s dope.” I said unconsciously, imagining her smirking face.
“She?” Both Kathy and Pearl repeated at the same time. “Did you give your leather hoodie a name?” Kathy was the one to ask that.
Wait, what did I just say? I ran my tongue over my li-ps, moisturizing it. I can’t believe I just said that.
“It’s normal.” That was all I could say, walking away from the girls.
“Hey, you didn’t say anything about my new boyfriend.” Kathy whined, trialing after me alongside Pearl.
I stopped right at the entrance of the school and turned to look at her. “You change boyfriends everyday, Kathy.”
“No, I don’t.” She denied.
“Do you want me to start mentioning names right now?”
She rolled her eyes at me. “Just shut up. But at least I’m better than you who haven’t dated any guy aside from Rowan!” She stuck out her tongue to me.
“bi-tch !” I fired back.
“wh-ore!” She said.
“You didn’t just call me that…”
“Wait, are you girls joking around right now or what?” Pearl questioned, a little bit confused.
Kathy and I stared at each other for a while before bursting out into laughter. We were practically laughing at our stupidity…
“How did I get a friends like you both?” Pearl dramatically said, shaking her head at us.
Would it be a good idea if I tell them about Gwen? I mean, she was an amazing person to talk about but what about my sudden feelings for her?
Wait, feelings? Did I just admit to the fact that I have feelings for her? Oh, please scrap that word.
Maybe I don’t actually have feelings for her…maybe I just wanted to be her friend…maybe I love her coolness and her fashion sense…maybe she’s just too amazing to forget about her.
“I guess you spent your weekend at this ‘new boyfriend’s’ house.” Pearl stated.
“Of course. I needed to test him on bed, you know.” She ran her tongue over her li-ps, seductively.
“Well, my weekend wasn’t that bad aside from the fact that we had to walk all over New York just in search of a particular somebody.” The two girls looked at me, accusingly.
I sheepishly smiled at them. “It wasn’t my fault, girls.”
“Maybe you should have just stick with us.” Kathy said.
“Stick with you girls at that s-ex toy sto-re? No, thank you.” And besides, if I had stick with them,,, I wouldn’t have seen her. Yes, Gwen.
I’m glad I went to that mall that day… I’m glad I met her… I’m glad… because honestly, I don’t think I would have ever crossed path with someone as amazing as her if I was never in trouble.
Just then, a motorbike drove into the school compound and parked right in front of the school, few miles away from me and my girls. Who the hell is in that suicidal thing?
Of course, it has to be her.
Or…maybe I would have still met her…in school….
She took off her black helmet, took off the black hand glove and hopped down from the black motorbike which had a scribbling on it…; ‘DANGER, DON’T TOUCH!’
She was wearing a black leather hoodie just like the one she had given me _which I was currently wearing_ a black crazy jeans and a black boot.
She wore the hoodie over her head…she was looking bada-ss… s-exy… amazing… damn Gwen, what are you doing to me?
“Who the hell is that he?” Kathy questioned. “Brenden has a competition against this handsome cutie.”
What if I wasn’t the only girl trapped around her little finger?
“It’s a she.” I corrected, not taking my eyes off Gwen, who by way, haven’t seen me yet.
“No way. It’s completely a He. And how would you even know?” Pearl asked me.
“It’s quite obvious… can’t you see her bo-obs?” I asked, running my gaze over her perfectly shaped body…she was flawless.
After a moment, she finally noticed me. She stopped right on her track and stared at me…we were literally faxing each other.
“Why is he staring at us?” Kathy asked in a whisper.
I didn’t reply them as my attention were focused on her. Her hands were stuffed inside her pan-ts pocket. Her gaze ran throu-ghmy body, taking in my appearance.
fu-ck, having her stare at me this way was fu-cking turning me on.
“Babe!”
“Alex!” Both Gwen and Rowan called my name at the same time, waving at me…Rowan was smiling while Gwen was smirking.
And to make matter even worst, they were standing right beside each other.
What do I do? Who do I wave back to? Should I waved back to Rowan, my legit boyfriend? or wave back to Gwen, my Savior, the girl who seem to make me feel some kind of way, the girl whose shirt I was wearing because I don’t want to forget the smell of her fragrance?
****To Be Continued****