After Hours

Chapter 10: Wake Up Call

"...and this is the royal thrown..." He said while pointing at his toilet. I could tell he was trying really hard to take the tension out of the air, and it was starting to work. After about 5 minutes of calling everything in the bathroom something extremely odd, he had finished with his "tour". "Would you like me to wash your clothing," He asked. I nodded my head, and when he stepped out of the bathroom, I took off my bra and underwear, handing them to him through a slightly open door.

I took a quick shower, using his shampoo, which probably made me smell like a guy. Oh well. Once I had finished up, I noticed he hadn't given me any towels to dry off with. I opened the door to see if he was there, and once I saw he wasn't, I looked around the room for my dress. When I noticed it wasn't there I assumed he was washing it, I frowned. Suddenly I heard someone coming up stairs, so I ran to the bathroom as soon as I could closing the door, and slumping my body against it sliding down the cold wood, landing my ass on the tile floor.

Alex P.O.V

After I took her clothing to go wash, I made my way downstairs. I hoped my mother was still asleep, but I had no such luck. The minute I walked into the kitchen, my mom was there with her arms folded and tapping her tiny intimidating foot. Don't be fooled by her height, because when she wants to be, she can be very scary. She pointed to the chair next to her as she took a seat at the dining room table.

"Explain," And that I did.

I told her all about how we went to the party. About how I found this guy, Chase, who was try to take advantage of her, which put a huge frown on her face, and then how I punched him, which made her perk up just the slightest bit. I explained that we went into a bedroom, where a lot of things she didn't need to know, were confessed. She understood and just said "Girl talk, I get it" Which made me give her a face that she laughed at. And finally how I had gotten her here. I left out all of the questions going through my mind in the car. I didn't think she needed to know that. At first she just nodded her head, like she was absorbing all of this new information into her brain. Putting it into a file and stuffing that file into a cabinet labeled "Alex's problems". I bet that cabinet was filled to the brim.

"I want to commend you for thinking on your feet in several occasions. But..." And there was always a "but". "I do not like the fact that you carried, drove, and slept with a girl unconscious and half-naked. I thought I raised you better than that," She said while punching my shoulder. I acted like it hurt when in reality, it felt she was just lightly tapping it.

Then we both heard a ding, telling us the clothes were done washing. My mother handed me the dress and undergarments and told me "After you give her these, I want you to come back down here, we still have to discuss how school is going," With a groan on my end, I slowly headed up the stairs.

Once I got into my room, I saw the bathroom door shut very suddenly, and heard a thump a few seconds later. I laughed before leaving her clothes on the bed. "Your clothes are on the bed,"

I was about to leave the room when I heard her say a quick "Thank you". I smiled and went back downstairs.

Juliana P.O.V

When I heard him closing the door, telling me that he left, I walked to the bed and put my clothes on. It felt so weird, wearing this dress two days in a row. I waited on his bed for a couple minutes before deciding to go downstairs and find him. I really didn't want to face him right now, but what else was I supposed to do.

I was about to begin the decent down the never-ending stairway, when I noticed a room isolated by itself, at the end of the hallway. I was slightly ajar, so I could see pink oozing out of the doorway. I couldn't imagine what could be in it. His parents' bedroom was downstairs and Alex's bedroom was at the other end of the hallway. I slowly walked towards the room, and once I reached it, I pushed it all the way open. It was the stereotypical 5 year old bedroom. There were to-to's on the walls, and ballet slippers inside each one. The walls were pink, the bed was pink, and all of the stuffed animals had some type of pink in them.

I walked onto the pink carpet, over toward a picture next to the bed. I picked it up and looked at it closely. I seemed to be a winter type setting with their heavy coats on. I could see Alex and his mother. There was a very tall man next to Alex, he had the same color hair as him, too. I guessed it was the father I haven't met yet. The only odd thing was, standing next to Alex's mom, was a little girl. She seemed to be the age of maybe three, probably younger. Her chubby cheeks were red, and her nose looked like it was tinted pink. She had Alex's eyes and his mothers' hair. Before I could look at the photo any closer, it was snatched away from my grasp and slammed back into the place it was before. I was then suddenly turned all the way around by my shoulders, and forced to look directly into a firm chest. Alex. "What are you doing in here?" He asked.

"I-I was about to come looking for you..."

"It doesn't seem like you were looking very hard," He was right. I was snooping, when it was none of my business. I was about to apologized when he guided me to the door.

"Get out" He yelled before closing the door, and locking it, with himself still inside it.

Alex P.O.V

I sat on her pink bed, and looked at the photo Juliana was holding only seconds ago. I stared at it for a while before tears started to come out of my eyes. "I'm sorry," I said to her. "I'm just so so sorry" I repeated.