Obsession
2
“Shit” I cursed rolling onto the concrete, holding back.
I picked myself off the floor and waddled over to Alex’s maroon Renault Clio.
“What the hell happened to you?” she sniggered, turning down the radio.
“Jumped out of the window”
My head hit back to the seat, my hand rubbing the sore bit on my lower back where I landed on something sharp. I felt warm liquid on my fingers, as I pulled them away to see if I was bleeding.
“Uuuuuggghh” I groaned.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m bleeding”
Alex leant over me and twisted my back, pulling my pyjama on top.
“You got a nasty cut”
She traced just underneath the cut with her thumb.
“Thanks Dr Alex, I need that confirmed” I replied sarcastically.
“Here to help”
She smiled at me before she started the car and driving off.
-
“Grab the spoons Tara!”
Alex shouted at me from the living room. I opened the drawers and pulled out two large spoons and strolled into the living room to find Alex sitting on the floor, looking at my phone.
“Alex!”
I snatched the phone from the hands to find that she posted a status on my Facebook.
“I love Alex Davies loads! She is my spfl!”
My brows knitted together confused.
“What the hell is a spfl?”
“Sexual partner for life” a grin spread across her face.
A little smiled crossed my lips.
“You do know that you just sort of called us lesbians”
She nodded and shrugged her shoulders at the same time.
“Come on! Let’s have some ice cream!
I handed her a spoon and we both tugged into the bug tub of unbranded chocolate ice cream with some
sloppy rubbish on, in the background.
“So, what actually happened? You never told me the deets”
She looked at me with curiosity burning in her eyes. I shrugged my shoulders taking another spoonful of ice cream and jamming it into my mouth.
“Come on! You can tell me anything” she frowned.
I waited until I shallowed the ice cream before I spoke.
“Well, he umm..” his breath hitched. “It was just getting too much. You know with all of the attention”
Tears escaped from my eyes but I kept them in.
“Well they should learn to keep you alone!” Alex looked furious.
“Calm down Alex” I put my hands on top of hers.
She pulled her hand away standing up and pulling out her phone from back of her jean pocket.
“Alex! What are you doing?!”
I tackled her to the floor trying to prise her blackberry out of her right hand.
“Alex! Stop!” I pleaded.
She rolled to her left scrolling through her contacts, still with me on top of her. She pressed the green button to call Harry and put it on loudspeaker.
“Alex! I’m warning you! Turn it off now!” she was still wriggling underneath me with her arm stretched as far as it goes.
“No! You need to talk through your problems!”
I tried to grab the phone off her again.
“Hello?”
He answered on one ring, like he was waiting for someone to call. We both froze not knowing what to do, looking at each other wide eyed. Alex opened her mouth but no words came out.
“Hello?” he repeated. There was a hit of anger lingering in his voice.
“Uhhhh-I-ummm” she was stuck.
“If this is a joke, you can piss off!”
Harry put the phone down on her. We sat there looking at each other with a faint long beep coming from the phone.
“Don’t act too hard next time, Al? I laughed at her.
She raised her eyebrows with a little smirk on her lips. We rested our backs against the front of the sofa with the ice cream in the middle of us, taking big scoops and jamming them into our mouths.
“Ow”
I leaned forward and gently the cut on my back.
Alex? You got any plasters I could put on this?
“Uhh yeah. There should be some in the card board on the first shelf” she didn’t take her eyes from the
screen.
“Thanks”
I walked out of the kitchen and opened the cupboard, moving stuff to the side to try and find them. I found
the box behind the teabags and pulled out a pink plaster with hello kitty on the front and walked out to the living room.
“
Alex, can you chuck this on for me please?” I asked turning my back to her and holding her plaster behind me.
“Yeah”
She pulled my top up and stuck it straight on.
“Thanks Alex”
“No problamo” she said, sitting back down and taking another spoonful of ice cream.
“What are you doing tonight?” she spoke, turning her head towards me.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, are you staying or going home? She shoved another spoonful into her mouth.
“I will” my facial expression dropped.
“Why don’t you find another job if you don’t like it?” I looked at her, confused.
“I mean you’re always complaining how horrible the people you work with are. And you get all the perverts there”
“Well I’ve been trying to get one that I enjoy that I haven’t really got many GSCE’s up my belt, do I?” I took a seat on the sofa next to her.
“Like what?”
“Well you know, I’ve been wanting to go into radio since comp” Alex nodding slowly, waiting for me to carry on.
“I’ve been trying to get the job to make the teas and coffees for everyone”
“But isn’t it like the job you already have? You’ll still be a waitress"
“Yeah, but that’s how you start off, isn’t it? And then, you work your way up” I started using hand gestures.
“I suppose”
“I’m gonna’ go now then. I have to get up at seven” I frowned.
“Alright then chick, be careful” she pointed at me with the spoon.
“Yes mum” I laughed pulling my uggs on my cold feet.
I picked myself off the floor and waddled over to Alex’s maroon Renault Clio.
“What the hell happened to you?” she sniggered, turning down the radio.
“Jumped out of the window”
My head hit back to the seat, my hand rubbing the sore bit on my lower back where I landed on something sharp. I felt warm liquid on my fingers, as I pulled them away to see if I was bleeding.
“Uuuuuggghh” I groaned.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m bleeding”
Alex leant over me and twisted my back, pulling my pyjama on top.
“You got a nasty cut”
She traced just underneath the cut with her thumb.
“Thanks Dr Alex, I need that confirmed” I replied sarcastically.
“Here to help”
She smiled at me before she started the car and driving off.
-
“Grab the spoons Tara!”
Alex shouted at me from the living room. I opened the drawers and pulled out two large spoons and strolled into the living room to find Alex sitting on the floor, looking at my phone.
“Alex!”
I snatched the phone from the hands to find that she posted a status on my Facebook.
“I love Alex Davies loads! She is my spfl!”
My brows knitted together confused.
“What the hell is a spfl?”
“Sexual partner for life” a grin spread across her face.
A little smiled crossed my lips.
“You do know that you just sort of called us lesbians”
She nodded and shrugged her shoulders at the same time.
“Come on! Let’s have some ice cream!
I handed her a spoon and we both tugged into the bug tub of unbranded chocolate ice cream with some
sloppy rubbish on, in the background.
“So, what actually happened? You never told me the deets”
She looked at me with curiosity burning in her eyes. I shrugged my shoulders taking another spoonful of ice cream and jamming it into my mouth.
“Come on! You can tell me anything” she frowned.
I waited until I shallowed the ice cream before I spoke.
“Well, he umm..” his breath hitched. “It was just getting too much. You know with all of the attention”
Tears escaped from my eyes but I kept them in.
“Well they should learn to keep you alone!” Alex looked furious.
“Calm down Alex” I put my hands on top of hers.
She pulled her hand away standing up and pulling out her phone from back of her jean pocket.
“Alex! What are you doing?!”
I tackled her to the floor trying to prise her blackberry out of her right hand.
“Alex! Stop!” I pleaded.
She rolled to her left scrolling through her contacts, still with me on top of her. She pressed the green button to call Harry and put it on loudspeaker.
“Alex! I’m warning you! Turn it off now!” she was still wriggling underneath me with her arm stretched as far as it goes.
“No! You need to talk through your problems!”
I tried to grab the phone off her again.
“Hello?”
He answered on one ring, like he was waiting for someone to call. We both froze not knowing what to do, looking at each other wide eyed. Alex opened her mouth but no words came out.
“Hello?” he repeated. There was a hit of anger lingering in his voice.
“Uhhhh-I-ummm” she was stuck.
“If this is a joke, you can piss off!”
Harry put the phone down on her. We sat there looking at each other with a faint long beep coming from the phone.
“Don’t act too hard next time, Al? I laughed at her.
She raised her eyebrows with a little smirk on her lips. We rested our backs against the front of the sofa with the ice cream in the middle of us, taking big scoops and jamming them into our mouths.
“Ow”
I leaned forward and gently the cut on my back.
Alex? You got any plasters I could put on this?
“Uhh yeah. There should be some in the card board on the first shelf” she didn’t take her eyes from the
screen.
“Thanks”
I walked out of the kitchen and opened the cupboard, moving stuff to the side to try and find them. I found
the box behind the teabags and pulled out a pink plaster with hello kitty on the front and walked out to the living room.
“
Alex, can you chuck this on for me please?” I asked turning my back to her and holding her plaster behind me.
“Yeah”
She pulled my top up and stuck it straight on.
“Thanks Alex”
“No problamo” she said, sitting back down and taking another spoonful of ice cream.
“What are you doing tonight?” she spoke, turning her head towards me.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, are you staying or going home? She shoved another spoonful into her mouth.
“I will” my facial expression dropped.
“Why don’t you find another job if you don’t like it?” I looked at her, confused.
“I mean you’re always complaining how horrible the people you work with are. And you get all the perverts there”
“Well I’ve been trying to get one that I enjoy that I haven’t really got many GSCE’s up my belt, do I?” I took a seat on the sofa next to her.
“Like what?”
“Well you know, I’ve been wanting to go into radio since comp” Alex nodding slowly, waiting for me to carry on.
“I’ve been trying to get the job to make the teas and coffees for everyone”
“But isn’t it like the job you already have? You’ll still be a waitress"
“Yeah, but that’s how you start off, isn’t it? And then, you work your way up” I started using hand gestures.
“I suppose”
“I’m gonna’ go now then. I have to get up at seven” I frowned.
“Alright then chick, be careful” she pointed at me with the spoon.
“Yes mum” I laughed pulling my uggs on my cold feet.
7/5/13