I never felt so empty. With my tears dried, I felt like I had no feeling in me. Walking out the locker room, I saw someone standing by the exit doors. I groaned and hoped it was just some random student getting high.
As I slowly kept walking to the black hooded figure, I slowly realized that is was William. He must have went home and changed.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him. My voice was hollow and my own ears didn't even recognize my own voice.
"I came back to make sure you were ok. You never came back out and I thought you weren't going to." He replied back as he walked towards me. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him with wide eyes.
"You care about me?" I asked. William started to fidget but wouldn't look me in the eye when he answered.
"Of course not. I just didn't want my reputation to go around that I make girls cry." He said.
"But that is your reputation. You make girls fall for you and once you have them wrapped around your finger, you drop them like as if they were a hot potato." I said.
"That's not the point." He said as he walked closer to me.
"Than what is the point?!" I screamed.
"It doesn't matter." He grunts out as he stuffs his hands in his pocket.
"So I don't matter? No need to remind me. My family makes sure I know it every damn day." I hissed out as I stormed passed him. Not once did I look back. Not even when I reached my house.
"Oh look, the little slut is home." Mother slurred as she took another gulp of her vodka. I stood there and stared at her.
I missed the times when I would come home and there would be cookies out and I would steal one. She would tackle me into a hug an spin me around. We would always make dinner for our boys. We use to sing so loud to the stereo that I was surprised neither one of us were deaf.
"You've changed." I said. She only hiccuped.
"Darling why don't you come help me make dinner like the good old times?" She slurred as she tried to make her way to me but would stop to grab something to stop herself from falling.
"You're drunk." I said as I rolled my eyes and ran upstairs. It's usually the drunken sober mom I need to worry about. She usually goes a day without drinking so she can beat me. That's why she smokes. On days when she's just completely drunk, she tries to make things go back like the old days.
I took my clothes off and put on my fighting clothes. I then climbed through my window and down the tree. I took my usual route to the alley and began my fights.
I did more fights tonight than I usually do, and my body knows it. The bruises have gotten worse from being hit in the same place as where my mother hit me. But as usual, I didn't lose my fights.
Just as I finished my last round, I saw a black figure in the back of the crowd. I knew immediately who it was an wanted to scream in frustration.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" I hissed under my breath so no one can hear us.
"I only followed you." William replied as he tried to take my hold off his arm. After dragging him to the end of the alley way, I faced towards him.
"Go away and don't tell no one." I threatened.
"I won't tell anyone your secret if you would just tell me you name!" He yelled probably fed up with wanting to know my name.
I huffed, "Fine. It's Alice Sinley. Now don't tell anyone."
"I won't." William smiled. It wasn't a smirk, but a genuine smile. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't seeing things.
Trying to forget his smile, I nodded my head and left the alley.
"Why are you always leaving?" He yelled after me.
"It doesn't matter." I said back. He stopped in his tracks knowing I used his words against him.
"I'm sorry alright. Your just the first girl I actually want to be around and I don't know why." He muttered as he ruffled his hair. My heart skipped a beat at his words. I may not like people, but that doesn't make me a cold heartless bitch.
"You shouldn't want to be around me. All I bring is bad luck an chaos." I said as I todo a step back.
"I know you do." He said. For some reason, I felt sad at what he said. Maybe I was hoping for him to say that I was a liar and that I'm perfect or son crappy words. But my small happy mood changed into sadness.
"Than leave me alone." I replied back, keeping my voice neutral.
"You know I can't do that." He said.
"Don't ruin your reputation for me." I said sarcastically knowing already that he has a bad reputation.
"I would, for you." He said as he took a few steps and hugged me. My first reaction was to tense up and shove him away from me. But for some reason, some small stupid unknown reason, I let him hug me.