Yep this is the last one for this story. I'm not sure what to do next, the one for next month will be one post prompt so I have time to figure it out.
Rose B.
Two for the Show
Final
I hug Becky, "I'll see you at home."
Becky agrees and waves goodbye. The outside air is crisp with the coming fall and is eerily silent in comparison to the chatty apartment. I take a deep breath and relax a bit. Becky wants me to make friends, but I see betrayal in everyone I meet. At least she respects my limits. I take another deep breath and walk back towards my own apartment. I'm almost to the door when s shadow next to it moves. I freeze and hold my key out in front of me. Alec seems to materialize from the shadow, hunched over and rubbing one arm, but I don't change my grip on the key.
"Alec," I can feel my lip curl as I say his name.
"Rachel," He says my name hesitantly and looks like he wants to say more but doesn't.
I stare at him, "Spit it out; there's no one here to give you pity."
He straightens to his full height and pushes his hair out of his face revealing dark, cold eyes, "Alright then, stop fooling around and come back to me."
I scowl and push past him, "I already told you: I'm truly done this time."
"You think you can survive this school without me. Do you want to become the campus slut again?"
I flinch slightly and step inside before turning back around. He looks just as self-assured as he did in my lab partner's bedroom and all the other girls' bedrooms before her, "It's not going to work this time, Alec. You can try to turn the campus against me all you want; two can play at this game!" I slam the door in his face and lock it.
"Rachel, open the door," He growls as the doorknob shakes and rattles.
I drop to the floor, my back resting against the door, "Go away, Alec!"
"Rachel..." The threat hovers unsaid.
"Go ahead, do what you want! It can't hurt me anymore then you already have. You can't change what I've started! You can drag me through the mud, but I'll take you with me!"
There is no reply, and I curl up, my head in my knees. The stage was set, and the show was about to begin.
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