Life, When You've Got Nothing Left to Lose
Chapter 4
I climbed through Alec's window. It was a tight fit and was chipped in several places. The result was bruises and scratches, but not many.
His room was painted a dark blue, with posters and trophies everywhere. Alec was good at atheletics. He had a bed by the window with a clock above it. Shelves lined the walls.
"Alec, are you sure about this?"
I said, sitting on his bed.
He plopped down next to me.
"Yeah. I won't let you sleep outside."
He hugged me tightly.
"Dammit. I forgot my bags."
I said, realizing that a hobo would be walking down the street with some bags in his hand right about now.
"Nope. I got them."
He held up the bags. I blushed and quickly whispered my thanks.
I put my head down on the right pillow.
"I'm tired. Can we please go to bed now?"
I said.
Alec's head turned towards the clock. 11:46 AM.
"I think we should."
He handed me my bags and told me to change.
So, I walked into his bathroom, which connected from the bedroom.
I changed into a plain black tee-shirt with striped black and white pajama bottoms.
I walked out, placing my bags on one of the shelves.
Alec wasn't changed yet. He was just playing with a string on his bed.
He looked up and stared at me.
"What?"
He imediatly looked down.
"O-oh, sorry."
He said, standing up and stripping into his boxers.
I smiled and tryed to look away. I heard him get into bed.
"Come on."
I had no intention of getting into his bed in the first place, but he was welcoming me... so I did.
His arm came around me and pulled me closer. I could smell his cologne.
We cuddled for a while. I suddenly got tired, and eventually fell asleep.
~Time Elaspe~
I woke up in Alec's arms. The bright sun was shining through the window.
I groaned. Alec stirred.
"Morning."
He said, kissing my nose.
I smiled and laid back down.
I heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Shit!" I whispered, getting out of bed and franitcally looking around.
"Um...uhh... closet!" Alec said, geisturing to the closet.
"What?! Fine..."
I climbed into his closet, which smelled like him.
I quickly and quietly closed the door.
His bedroom door opened.
"Good morning. Wake up, it's... eleven! You sleep so late. You shouldn't."
I heard his mother say. Damn, I hated her. And he can sleep as much as he wants, bitch.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be down in a few minutes."
He said.
"Okay."
The bedroom door closed and I preceded out.
"I hate your mother."
I said, getting into bed and cuddling up next to Alec.
"I'm sure she loves you too."
He said. I smiled and shoved him playfully.
"So, are you getting up?"
I said.
"Nope! I'm going to stay in here all day."
He said, getting comfortable and pulling me close. So close that it felt like we were just one body.
I loved him so much. But I didn't want to get thrown out.
"Alec... you know she's going to come up at some point and expose me."
I said.
He groaned and sat up in bed.
"Fiiine."
Alec walked out of bed, and I had totally forgotten about the boxers. But... damn, he was so hot in them.
He found me staring, and smiled.
"You need to change."
He said. He grabbed his Jack Skellington shirt and skinny jeans and put them on.
I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed. I took my bags and headed toward the bathroom.
"Y... you don't have to change in there."
I grinned and undressed. Thank God I had a bra on.
So I dressed in black skinny jeans and put on my The Used shirt and a hoodie with flying broken hearts on it.
I turned around to face Alec.
"Damn. You dress quickly."
I slapped him and ran into the bathroom, grabbing my eyeliner.
"Pervert."
I applied the eyeliner and walked out, stuffing everything into my bag.
Alec scratched his head.
"You can stay in here until my parents leave for work."
He said,
"I'll bring you something to eat."
"Thanks... your parents go to work on a Saturday?"
I said. They were high strung...
"Yeah. I'm going now... get into the bathroom and stay there. They might come into my room, being the stalkers that they are."
"Okay."
I grabbed my bags and went into the bathroom. Alec went downstairs.
I turned on my beautiful iPod. It kept me alive.
"Box of Sharp Objects" came on. But damn, it was so hard not to sing or get up and dance.
I leaned back and put the The Used playlist on repeat.
His room was painted a dark blue, with posters and trophies everywhere. Alec was good at atheletics. He had a bed by the window with a clock above it. Shelves lined the walls.
"Alec, are you sure about this?"
I said, sitting on his bed.
He plopped down next to me.
"Yeah. I won't let you sleep outside."
He hugged me tightly.
"Dammit. I forgot my bags."
I said, realizing that a hobo would be walking down the street with some bags in his hand right about now.
"Nope. I got them."
He held up the bags. I blushed and quickly whispered my thanks.
I put my head down on the right pillow.
"I'm tired. Can we please go to bed now?"
I said.
Alec's head turned towards the clock. 11:46 AM.
"I think we should."
He handed me my bags and told me to change.
So, I walked into his bathroom, which connected from the bedroom.
I changed into a plain black tee-shirt with striped black and white pajama bottoms.
I walked out, placing my bags on one of the shelves.
Alec wasn't changed yet. He was just playing with a string on his bed.
He looked up and stared at me.
"What?"
He imediatly looked down.
"O-oh, sorry."
He said, standing up and stripping into his boxers.
I smiled and tryed to look away. I heard him get into bed.
"Come on."
I had no intention of getting into his bed in the first place, but he was welcoming me... so I did.
His arm came around me and pulled me closer. I could smell his cologne.
We cuddled for a while. I suddenly got tired, and eventually fell asleep.
~Time Elaspe~
I woke up in Alec's arms. The bright sun was shining through the window.
I groaned. Alec stirred.
"Morning."
He said, kissing my nose.
I smiled and laid back down.
I heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Shit!" I whispered, getting out of bed and franitcally looking around.
"Um...uhh... closet!" Alec said, geisturing to the closet.
"What?! Fine..."
I climbed into his closet, which smelled like him.
I quickly and quietly closed the door.
His bedroom door opened.
"Good morning. Wake up, it's... eleven! You sleep so late. You shouldn't."
I heard his mother say. Damn, I hated her. And he can sleep as much as he wants, bitch.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be down in a few minutes."
He said.
"Okay."
The bedroom door closed and I preceded out.
"I hate your mother."
I said, getting into bed and cuddling up next to Alec.
"I'm sure she loves you too."
He said. I smiled and shoved him playfully.
"So, are you getting up?"
I said.
"Nope! I'm going to stay in here all day."
He said, getting comfortable and pulling me close. So close that it felt like we were just one body.
I loved him so much. But I didn't want to get thrown out.
"Alec... you know she's going to come up at some point and expose me."
I said.
He groaned and sat up in bed.
"Fiiine."
Alec walked out of bed, and I had totally forgotten about the boxers. But... damn, he was so hot in them.
He found me staring, and smiled.
"You need to change."
He said. He grabbed his Jack Skellington shirt and skinny jeans and put them on.
I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed. I took my bags and headed toward the bathroom.
"Y... you don't have to change in there."
I grinned and undressed. Thank God I had a bra on.
So I dressed in black skinny jeans and put on my The Used shirt and a hoodie with flying broken hearts on it.
I turned around to face Alec.
"Damn. You dress quickly."
I slapped him and ran into the bathroom, grabbing my eyeliner.
"Pervert."
I applied the eyeliner and walked out, stuffing everything into my bag.
Alec scratched his head.
"You can stay in here until my parents leave for work."
He said,
"I'll bring you something to eat."
"Thanks... your parents go to work on a Saturday?"
I said. They were high strung...
"Yeah. I'm going now... get into the bathroom and stay there. They might come into my room, being the stalkers that they are."
"Okay."
I grabbed my bags and went into the bathroom. Alec went downstairs.
I turned on my beautiful iPod. It kept me alive.
"Box of Sharp Objects" came on. But damn, it was so hard not to sing or get up and dance.
I leaned back and put the The Used playlist on repeat.