SKY

All I remember seeing was Alexander pinning one of his closet friends on the road and continuously punching him in the face. Eric let out groans and tried to fight him off but he could not stand a chance against Alexander.

"Fucking rapist." Alexander groaned underneath his breath, now pounding on his chest. I heard a crack of bones, sending a chill down my spine.

I didn't say a thing. I couldn't. My mind would not let me formulate any words.

A few people noticed what was happening and rushed over to us. Finally, someone is going to help, I thought. But I was wrong to realize all they did was take their phones out to record.

Justin then appeared out of the now bigger crowd and pulled Alexander off of Eric. Alexander stood up tall, looking down at Eric's now almost unconscious body with his face full of blood. I felt afraid of him, because it was crazy how someone could cause so much pain on another person.

"What the fuck are you doing, man?" Justin angrily asked Alexander, pushing him.

"This motherfucker just tried to have sex with her in his car. Look how fucked up she is." Alexander pushed him back, pointing at me.

I stood up from the car and after a couple of seconds, I felt nothing all over my body and saw only black.

"Sky!"

"Is that Skyler Williams?"

"Oh my gosh, Sky, are you okay?"

Suddenly I opened my eyes and saw Alexander standing above me, his worried eyes looking down at me. I noticed Elena too, who was fanning me with her hand.

"Sky, are you good?" Alexander shook me by my shoulders. I nodded instinctively, before feeling my body being lifted.

"No." I tried to stop him from picking me up because I was too weak but he kept carrying me down the stairs.

When I opened my eyes, everyone's eyes were on us. Some concerned eyes, some shocked eyes and mostly judging eyes. I knew in their minds they were probably thinking it was all my fault for getting drunk and teasing Eric earlier. I was asking for it, in their heads.

I wanted to jump off of him and get out of here faster but I think that if I was to, I would probably pass out.

When we reached his truck, he lightly sat me down on the passenger seat and buckled me up quickly.

My mind was all over the place, and I was so angry at myself that I wasn't able to defend myself in that car. Actually I was mad at myself that I let Alexander talk me into going to that stupid party, despite the fact that I knew it was not going to go well.

Fuck everything.

"A-Alexander." I stuttered, looking over to him as he started to drive.

"Don't talk. Not right now." He barked. I felt embarrassed for the hundredth time tonight, but I was used to it by now.

His hands were gripping the steering wheel hard and I could see his bloody knuckles.

The drive to wherever was quiet and long. We drove for about twenty minutes until we reached in front of a forest.

I was so confused but I followed him as he marched through the woods. It was pitch black, and I could barely see anything and quite frankly I was afraid of the possible animals that could be creeping in the shadows.

The way he was walking though, he seemed so angry and I kind of laughed to myself as I thought he brought me here to murder me.

"What's so funny?" He questioned angrily. I ignored him and continued to walk.

He sat down on a large rock and looked at the distance in front of him.

"Why are we here?" I asked as I stood awkwardly and he sat there, looking ahead of him. I was kind of afraid and I thought he was here to tell me he was a vampire, like Twilight.

Okay, I need to stop being all crazy.

"I come here when I'm pissed." He said, throwing a rock on the ground. "I told myself I wouldn't fucking fight anymore." He continued.

"Why did you fight?"

He looked back at me with his eyes angry and his expression screaming disbelief. I looked down at my feet so I wouldn't be intimidated by his glare.

"Eric's a fucking weirdo who fucks girls who are fucking wasted. He was going to do that shit to you, what else was I supposed to do?" He asked.

I shrug and shuffled a bit. "Sometimes you're mean to me, then you're nice. Then mean again. Pick one, Alexander."

He rolled his eyes and continued to throw rocks at the ground.

I sat down on the rock next to him, ignoring how much it hurt my bottom, and looked at him.

Throwing the rocks seemed to really be a coping mechanism for him, because his emotions were softened somehow. His eyes weren't as dark, his breathing calmer, and he wasn't fidgeting either.

"Do you come here a lot?" I asked, hugging myself and placing my feet on the rock by folding my legs. I rubbed my arms a little for warmth.

He noticed and surprised me by taking off his Jean jacket and placing it on my shoulders. I thanked him quietly and put it on properly.

I took his silence as an answer.

"What's making you so angry?" I questioned, tilting my head to look at him.

He suddenly became agitated again, and started to throw rocks again. His jaw was clenched and I saw red around his eyes. Whatever it was that was the source of his anger, he obviously didn't want to talk about it.

"Why the fuck do you care? Stop prying, it's annoying." He barked.

I was just trying to help, and this is what I got in return. I've had a long night, and the last thing I needed was his anger to be taken out on me.

I quickly took off his jacket and got up from the rock as I could feel his eyes on me. Wherever I was going, was far much better than here.

"Where the fuck are you going?" He asked, sounding stressed. I turned my back to him and continued to walk to where we came from.

"Away from you!" I called out.

"You don't even know where to go." He exclaimed.

"I think I saw a coffee shop not too far away, I'll call my mom to pick me up." I explained.

"This isn't the good part of town. You're not going anywhere dressed like that and drunk, you're a walking target. Now get back here, now." He yelled out at me, even louder.

I continued to walk away from Alexander, stomping my feet and cursing under my breath on the way.

Dropping his Jean jacket, I looked back at him to see him following me. "Fuck you, Alex! You're an ass."

"An ass, huh?" Alex grumbled, and I sped up because of how fast he was towards me.

"Yeah, an ass!" I repeated.

Suddenly, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. His eyes were dark and his grip strong on my arm.

"Are you trying to get yourself hurt?" He growled in my face.

"Let go." I pushed him off and continued walking away.

I indeed saw a group of men who looked like they were up to no good in the direction I was walking. If I wasn't so mad at him, I would've stopped myself.

"Go ahead then. If something happens to you, I won't be there to save you again." He walked towards his truck and I turned around to keep walking.

As I came in view of those five guys, they started to disgustingly catcall at me and I immediately felt scared. I slowly walked backwards to Alexander, but then when I looked at his smug face, I decided to keep walking away from him.

I then felt Alexander pick me up from my legs. He placed me on his shoulder and turned us around back to his truck, cursing angrily under his breath.

I didn't even fight with him because there was no use.

He opened up the passenger seat and placed me down on it like a baby, and even buckled me up.

"Take me home, Alex!" I screamed at him as he walked to the driver's seat and started driving, not caring to put on his seatbelt.

"Oh, I'm Alex. I'm so popular and I love being mean to the one girl that could help him stay on the basketball team. Then being nice to her  and then being an asshole again." I took my seatbelt off and imitated him, scrunching my eyebrows and pretending to drive with one hand.

"Put your seatbelt on." He sneered.

"Ugh!" I groaned and slapped my thighs before putting on my seatbelt. "Take me home because I am hungry and over you!"

He ignored me and kept driving the opposite way of my house. "This is kidnapping you know that?"

"Will you be quiet? Damn. . ." He chuckled, amused now instead of angry.

"No! Where are you taking me?" I asked him.

"You said you were hungry right?"

"Yeah. . .?"

We suddenly pulled up to Chubbies, the diner that I always heard about and where the delicious milkshake Alex bought me was. It would be a lie to say that it didn't make my mouth water.

I started to calm down a little, and he noticed this and looked glad. He walked around his car and opened the door for me. His car was so tall, I had to hop out of it with his help. Our closeness made my breath hitch, and of course, he did not think twice about it.

His eyes suddenly scanned my entire outfit, landing on my bare legs. He then reached for a grey sweater in the backseat and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I wondered.

"Put it on, Sky." He said sternly so I wouldn't try to oppose him.

I put it on quickly, looking at the garment reach just above my knees. He looked at me for a second, analyzing me in his sweater. A small sparkle of something appeared in his eyes, but soon left when he looked away from me.

"You're paying." I sneered.

We went in and sat down at a booth together and both ordered Nutella milkshakes to get us started. I was glad Alex's sweater was on me because this drink made me a little cold. He ordered a small hamburger and small fry for me and got himself the biggest burger he could get with fries as well.

"Why are you so mean to me?" I broke the silence, eyeing him as I drank my milkshake.

"Am I, now?"

"Yes. You called me a slut!" I told him.

"Kissing Eric? Really? And letting him kiss your fucking neck?" He began to get agitated.

"So what? Everyone at the party was doing the same! Including you." I protested.

"Yeah, well you're Sky fucking Williams. You're not like that, and you know it. What were you trying to prove?" He squinted his eyes at me.

I stuffed my face in my hands. "You kept saying I wasn't any fun. You kept being embarrassed of me. I let you get to my head, I guess."

"If you tried to get me mad, it fucking worked." He started getting riled up again.

"Why? Why do you get so mad at this and why were you so mad at me for wanting to walk alone?" I asked him.

He took a second then crossed his arms. I sipped my drink and watched as he placed his elbows, while his arms were still crossed, on the table and leaned towards me.

"I feel very protective of you." He confessed, making my heart beat faster.

"Why is that?"

"Look," He began, sighing loudly. "You're like a sister to me. That's why I pick on you so much."

My heart started to beat fast at his words for some reason, and I really didn't know how to feel about having the most popular guy in school see me as a sister.

"You calm me." He continued.

A wave of goosebumps started appearing on my skin.

"H-How?" I stuttered. God, get it together you mumbling mutt.

"I don't know, okay. You're the first girl that hasn't thrown herself at me and I feel like I can somehow be myself around you." He confessed, throwing a French fry in his mouth.

I didn't know what to say at all, so I just stuck to nodding when he looked at me for my reaction. I didn't even realize that our food had already arrived.

"You don't judge me if I get a question wrong, and just the tutoring gets me away from everything that's fucking wrong in my life." He said, making me look down in thought.

What could he possibly mean by this?

"I don't want to see you getting involved with people like Eric or Angela. They're not the people you want to be with." He said. I shook at Eric's name.

"But you hang out with them." I protested.

"Because I feel like I have to. . . Fuck it's hard to explain." He cursed. "I'm going to fucking kill Eric next time I see him." He continued.

The feeling of vulnerability quickly subsided. I weirdly felt safe around Alexander. He had hurt me emotionally many times, but I felt like he wouldn't let anyone else hurt me in any way just by looking at him in his eyes.

"I'll stop with the flirts and the comments. Maybe we could be friends?" He questioned.

"Okay. Friends." I agreed.

"Friends." He repeated. "Thank you for tonight, Alexander. I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't shown up."

We then ate for the rest of the night in complete silence but I didn't mind. I enjoyed this silence, as I could quietly make sense of everything that was going on. Alexander and I were officially friends, but I felt in my heart it was going to get taken away from me in an instant.

Alexander drove me back to my home, with the windows down and his music playing lightly. It was so peaceful, I almost didn't want this strange night to end.

When we reached my house, the air between us was awkward for the first time tonight. Something made me want to stay with him just a little longer, but I didn't know how it could be possible. I looked over at him and started to take off his sweater to give to him. He stopped me halfway by making a small hand gesture, letting me know to keep it.

"Can you promise not to be mean to me again?" I begged, shame and idiocy branded on my face.

"I promise." He said with no emotion. "Goodnight, Williams."

"Goodnight."

I stepped out of his truck and quickly jogged to my door. I made sure to be as quiet as I could so my mother wouldn't know how late I actually came in since her and Mark were asleep.

The horrors of what could've happened to me in that room came to mind, but all I could think about was my time with Alexander as I got ready for bed.

I didn't know what being friends with Alexander was going to be like, so I was a little afraid and curious.

Maybe having him as a friend wouldn't be so bad after all.