Extraits

Stacey was in his bed, waiting for him. She had the sheet over her but it was evident that she was naked. Her disgusting clothes were all over his floor. Alex started to heave.

“Go” said Ben. “I’ll stay here.”

Alex ran to the master bathroom and vomited. He could hear Ben shouting at Stacey.

“Get out of his bed, you f*****g crazy whore!” he shouted.

“I’m waiting for Alex.” She said with venom in her tone.

“What the f***?! So you thought you would break into his house and get in his bed?”

“Now he can see how much I want him.” She said, as if that made it all ok.

“No” said Alex from the doorway, his stomach now empty.

“I hate you. I despise everything about you. I can’t even look at you without feeling sick.”

“You don’t mean that, baby.” She said, trying to soothe him.

“Then why have I just puked my guts up, seeing you there. I’m only standing here now because there’s nothing left inside. Now. Get. Out. Of. My. Bed.” Alex was so angry he could feel his blood boiling in his veins. His jaw hurt from gritting this teeth and his heart was pounding. And, for the first time since meeting Holly, it wasn’t a good thing.

“Let’s just talk about it baby.” She said, batting her eyes and holding out a hand.

“Don’t you call me that! Don’t you ever call me that! I’m not your f*****g baby!” he almost screamed. He quickly glanced around his room. She’d been through his stuff. His clothes, his drawers.

Oh no, no, no! Please no!

“Get. Out. Now. And put your skanky clothes back on!” he growled.

“But, Alex, I love you!” she pleaded.

Alex dry heaved and took a deep breath.