The Artist

A girl with a gift, or a curse depending on how you see it, draws pictures that depict the future. Follow Alex as she deals with a gift that has scarred her many times before.

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5. Cars.

"Hey, mom." I said as I answered the phone.

"Hey sweetheart!" She yelled. I jumped, yanking the phone away from my ear. She sounded drunk.

"Mom? Are you okay?" I asked, urgently.

She giggled. "Bob! Stop that right now! My daughter's on the phone!"

"Hi, my daughter!" I heard a slurred voice on the other end of the phone. "Your momma's hot!"

I grimaced. "Gotta go babes," my mom yelled into the phone again. "I lurrrrrve you!"

The call disconnected. I shook my head, my brow furrowed. She was a big girl, she could look after herself, right? "Alex?" Came Jack's voice as he walked out of the bathroom, still shirtless. "Who was that?"

"My mom," I said, rolling my eyes. "She's having a midlife crisis." He put his arm around my waist and curled around me. I stiffened.

"Alex," he groaned in response. "Relax dammit. I'm not trying to murder you." Slowly I relaxed into him, bracing my hands on his shoulders. "Better," he whispered. He tilted my face up to his with his fingers and brushed my my lips with his. I lifted my arms and tangled my fingers in his hair, as he deepened the kiss. He moved down my jawline to the base of my neck.

I braced my hands in his chest and pushed gently. "No," I murmured. He stopped and rested his cheek on the top of my head. "What are we doing?" I asked him.

"Kissing," he murmured. "Or we were," he clarified.

"We aren't even together," I murmured back. "We aren't even dating."

"Just because we aren't dating, why on earth can't we be together?" He asked me. I sighed.

"I'm not that girl, Jack." I said. He pulled back from me, looking me in the eye.

"I was going to wait to do this, but, Alex, would you be my girlfriend?" He asked me, his eyes anxious.

JACK'S P.O.V

I waited for her answer anxiously, my stomach churning. "Yes," she breathed. "I thought you would never ask." I bent my lips to hers.

"I need to go home," I said to her after we had kissed. "To get a shirt at least," I clarified.

"Will you come back?" She whispered.

"Only if you want me to," I whispered back. She nodded. "See you later then?" I said, turning away. I got no reply.

ALEX'S P.O.V

When he left, I ran to my desk and pulled out a large piece of A3 paper. I grabbed some charcoal and started sketching. I drew Jack, smiling his half-smile and arching an eyebrow as he so often did. Once I was finished, I looked down, happy.

That was when I saw it. In the crook of his ear, a car filled with fire.

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