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6.66% The Dark Side / Chapter 4: Chapter 4

บท 4: Chapter 4

Alex's POV

"Dude, seriously. I need to get laid. It's been like, three days." I groan, running a hand over my face. My best friend, Caleb is sat on the end of my bed, controller in his hand. He turns to face me as soon as the battle is over on the screen, his eyes lighting up with humour.

"You need to get yourself a girlfriend, the sex is like almost every day." Caleb grins, his smile lighting up his face. I roll my eyes and throw a pillow at his head, watching as it bounces off him.

"Fuck having a girlfriend. Girlfriends are a major pain the ass. How many times has Nikki messaged you since you've been at mine?" I question, my eyebrow raised at him. He drops his gaze to his phone, the cockiness disappearing from his features.

"Six? Seven?" I tease him, a smirk plastered on my face as I realize I'm right. My point made exactly.

"It's actually eight times," Caleb mutters, grimacing before turning his phone off. I let out a loud whoop, fist pumping the air.

"See, dude? I'm always right. Girlfriends are crazy. She'll be driving herself insane thinking your cheating on her when really, you're keeping my miserable ass company."

"I agree with you partially but don't tell Nikki that. She'll bite my head off." Caleb mutters unhappily, reaching over for another slice of pizza.

"Is your right hand not good enough anymore? The doctor said you need to rest, sex is not resting." Caleb shot me an amused look and I scowl at him in return.

"Shut up. Sex heals everything." I grin, reaching over for my phone.

"I need someone who isn't crazy. I can't have her going all Karma Sutra on me when I've just been stabbed."

We both turn to look at each other, thinking the exact same thing.

"Kelsey?" I say, already scrolling through my contacts to find her. Caleb nods in agreement-

"She's your best bet man. She isn't adventurous but she'll get the job done."

I can't help but laugh at him, shaking my head at his thoughts towards girls. I couldn't judge him, I'm the exact same. There's never been anyone special enough for me, all they want is to sleep with me and move on. That's more than fine by me.

"He's too dangerous."

"He's not a family guy, he'll cheat and leave you broken hearted."

"Alex is bad news, stay away from him."

I've heard it all.

For women, I'm good enough to sleep with. But, a relationship? None of them have the guts for that. I send her a text quickly, something along the lines of missing her, wanting to meet up... blah blah.

"Done?" Caleb asks me and I nod silently, placing my phone back onto my desk.

"Alex!"

"Alex! Get down here!"

I groan and roll over, my body hitting something warm behind me. I sit up in bed and turn, memories of last night flooding back to me. Kelsey is sleeping soundly beside me, her blonde hair messily sprawled across my pillow. I carefully climb out of bed, hoping she'll wake up soon and leave. I slowly get dressed, wincing as the pain in my stomach increases from the movement.

"Alex! por el amor de Dios!"

I roll my eyes and reach for my door handle, prying my door open.

"Papa, give me a second! And stop using Gods name in vain!" I yell sarcastically, hearing him reply back with multiple curse words. It's a mixture of Spanish and English and I can't help but chuckle. He might be crazy but I still love the son of a bitch.

I lazily walk down the stairs, yawning behind my hand. Papa is in the living room, pacing back and forth. I notice Juan seated on the couch, a joint in his mouth. No surprise there.

"Hola Juan." I mutter, heading for the kitchen. He grunts back at me in response and I roll my eyes, hating he is the only blood we have living in England. Everyone else is back home in Spain, waiting for all three of us to come back. I reach for a banana, peeling it before biting half of it off and chewing it. I can hear Papa's footsteps quicken up and I know if I don't see him soon, he'll burn right through the floor with his shoes.

"What's wrong?" I ask, entering the living room. I walk over to the couch and drop myself down onto it, placing my feet onto the soft leather. Papa turns towards me, his jaw locked angrily. It doesn't phase me, he's always angry.

"The drug deal you did yesterday, where is the money?" Papa asks, his eyes burning holes through mine. I shrug, nodding over in Juan's direction.

"Juan came with me. He took the bag with the fifteen thousand in it, ask him."

Juan's eyes immediately widen and considering he's always high, it's a clear sign of his guilt. Papa takes a threatening step towards Juan, his wide shoulders tensing up.

"Where the fuck is my money?"

Juan glares angrily in my direction and I shrug again, a small smile on my face. I take another bite of the banana and smack my lips loudly, enjoying watching Juan squirm under my father's intense stare.

"Asshole." Juan mutters under his breath and I scowl at him, sitting up to lean towards him.

"If you weren't family, I would have chopped off your dick and fed it to the neighbors dog by now."

My words are meant to be a threat, laced with a sick humour. Juan's jaw locks tightly and he jumps off his seat in one swift movement, charging towards me. I simply sit back, not phased in the slightly. Juan doesn't stop until he's inches away from my face, his dark eyes burning with hatred.

"I am ashamed to share blood with you." He hisses, his spit landing on my face. I grimace and shove at his chest, pushing him backwards.

"You're fucking disgusting Juan. Get out of my face with your frothing rabies."

I anger him further but lean back and grin, my intentions were to piss him off further. I sneak a glance at Papa who is standing behind Juan, his lips twitching from my insult. Papa couldn't stand Juan either, we simply put up with him because he's family.

"Juan, I won't ask you again. Where is my money?" Papa demands, his voice rising. I watch Juan take a seat back in his chair and narrow my eyes at him, noticing his suspicious behaviour. He's avoiding eye contact, with both of us.

"I owed it out jefe. I promise I'll pay you back by next week, with interest!" He pleads, his leg bouncing up and down nervously. Papa takes another step towards him, crouching on his knees so that he's eye level with him. I watch as he stares him down for a few seconds, a tactic he'd also taught me. It broke your victims down, intimidating them so much, they give you whatever you want.

"Never, ever, steal my money again without asking me first. I won't hesitate to get rid of you Juan, do not test me."

His words are quiet yet let Juan know, he's not messing around. Papa is a man you do not play games with. Juan nods profusely, his eyes widening further.

"I w-won't do it again jefe, I promise. I'll have your money back by next week!"

I can see him shaking with fear and roll my eyes once again. This is why Juan doesn't do interrogations. He's a wimp, gives in to fear too easily. I jump off the couch and walk over to him, slapping his shoulders a few times.

"Let's make sure you bring double back, okay Juan?"

He nods again, a little less enthusiastically this time. I can see the hatred for me flash through his eyes once again and I chuckle, amused.

"Oh Juan, you do cheer me up." He scowls at me in return.


บท 5: Chapter 5

Ariana's POV

"See you tomorrow Ben." I smile, waving goodbye. The bell above the little coffee shop rings as I pull it open, stepping out into the dark night. The air is still warm, the smell of coffee beans lingering through it. I've just finished my shift and I'm on my way home, a hot chocolate firmly in my hand. Even though I work in a coffee shop, I hate coffee.

Not the scent, just the taste.

I take a sip of my hot chocolate, heading for my car in the parking lot. I pause in my tracks as I notice a figure leaning against Betty, his hood up to cover his face. I inhale sharply, frowning in the dark as I try to make out his face. He's scrolling through his phone, his back resting comfortably on my drivers seat door.

"Justin?" I call out, narrowing my eyes in the dark. The figure pushes himself off my car and turns towards me, smiling. I break out into a grin and head towards him, my free hand outstretched.

"Hi! What are you doing here?" I smile, embracing him awkwardly with one arm. My other hand is clutching my cup and car keys.

"I thought I'd surprise you after work. Good shift?" He asks, leaning towards me to peck my cheek. I nod, my dark hair bouncing around my shoulders.

"Just the usual. I accidentally spilled an entire jug of milk today. It was like a blood bath, just with milk." I grimace, pulling open my drivers door. Justin walks around the other side, pausing and looking at me intently.

"Are you still thinking about that night? It happened like two weeks ago now Ariana."

I nibble on my lower lip, shaking my head at his words.

"Of course not, it was just a metaphor." I roll my eyes and slide into my seat, hoping he couldn't see my face. I lied.

I do still think about it, think about Alex.

I often wonder if he's okay, whether the stab wound is healing as it should.

"Is it cool if I stay over at yours? I was thinking pizza and a movie." Justin grins, changing the subject. I start the car, checking my mirrors before nodding.

"You know it is, my parents love you Justin. Pizza and a movie sounds great." I say cheerily, disappointment settling inside my stomach. I hope he didn't sense it.

It's not that I don't enjoy staying in with him... Because I do. But lately, it's all we ever do.

"Why don't we try out that new club opening that's happening tonight? We could get the rest of the guys to come and meet us, it'll be fun." I suggest, slowing down at the changing traffic lights. The roads are deserted, only a few cars on their way home from a long day.

"I went out last night with the guys. I still feel hungover now." Justin groans, grimacing. I nod my head understandingly, holding in a heavy sigh.

"Pizza and a movie it is." I repeat, my smile slightly strained.

Halfway through the movie, Justin's hand starts to drift from my arm down to my waist. I watch it from the corner of my eye, my lips twitching up into a grin.

"You're going to turn this into the stereotypical Netflix and Chill scene, aren't you?" I tease, turning to look up at him. His blue eyes are shining brightly at me as he leans down, his lips pressing against mine. They move slowly, his tongue flicking out to wet my lower lip. I reach up to place a hand on the back of his neck, butterflies fluttering in my stomach from his kiss. He always tastes... good, safe.

A knock on my bedroom door causes us to pull apart and Justin groans, rolling his eyes.

"I can't even get five minutes with my girlfriend..." He mumbles under his breath. I giggle at his foul mood and slap his chest lightly before standing up off my bed.

Mum is standing on the other side of my door and she notices Justin on my bed as I open the door.

"Justin! Honey, how are you?"

"I'm great Mrs Winfrey. It's always a pleasure to see you."

I have to resist rolling my eyes at his suck-up attitude towards my parents. It's the main reason they absolutely adore the ground he walks on. It's always Justin this and Justin that.

It's great they like my boyfriend, it's slightly irritating when they seem to like him more than I do.

"Do you want something Mum, we're halfway through a movie." I smile, running a hand through my long hair. Mum turns back towards me, her makeup applied perfectly.

"I just came to let you know me and your father are going out for the night. We won't be back until late so you two lovebirds enjoy yourselves."

"Thanks Mrs. Winfrey! You look lovely, enjoy your night." Justin yells as Mum walks away. I turn towards him, narrowing my eyes and scowling. "What?" He asks innocently, his eyes wide.

I swing my door shut, turning to cross my arms over my chest.

"You-are-such-a-suck-up to my Mum."

Justin smirks, climbing off my bed to waltz over to me. I remain in the same position, my arms tightly folded across my chest. He doesn't stop until he's standing directly in front of me, leaning down so our faces are inches away.

"She can't resist my charming personality. It's a gift baby." Justin teases, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against mine. I roll my eyes and shove at his chest, causing him to stumble backwards slightly. He knows he's winding me up and chuckles at my expense. His arm shoots out as he grabs my hand, wrapping it in his. I giggle as he yanks me towards him, pulling me backwards with him until he meets my desk. He sits himself down on the edge and pulls me between his legs, his eyes turning shades darker within seconds.

"Justin, my parents are still home." I breathe out, inhaling his scent. He smells good and I lean in closer, pressing a kiss on his jawline.

"They won't be for long." Justin murmurs down my ear, his hands exploring my body. I tangle my hands in his hair and rest my forehead against his.

"You have pretty eyes." He whispers, his words causing my heart to flutter. I smile at him, reaching forward to peck his lips quickly.

"It's a gift, baby." I repeat his words and Justin chuckles, his hand pressing against the bottom of my back. He pushes me forward so I'm pressing against him and I bite down on my lower lip, knowing he likes it when I do that. His eyes drop down to my lips as he watches me, drifting off into a daze.

"Ariana! Can you feed the cat please!"

Mum yells up the stairs before the front door slams and I groan, pulling away from Justin. He pouts unhappily, giving me his best puppy dog look.

"I'll be two minutes." I say apologetically, pausing the movie. Justin lets out a heavy sigh, bouncing back down onto my bed. He turns to give me a stern look, his eyebrows raised.

"Two minutes, go. I'm timing you."

I throw another apologetic look his way before opening my bedroom door and walking downstairs. The cat is quietly meowing at the bottom of the stairs, looking at me with desperation in her eyes.

"Come on Misty," I say over my shoulder and she quickly follows me, her meows gradually coming to a stop as she realizes she's about to be fed. I pass the living room window and sub-consciously peer out of it, my gaze landing on the end of the road where Alex lay a few weeks ago. The image of him lying completely still flashes through my mind and I exhale out the breath I'm holding, shaking the image out of my head.

What if I try to find him online? Drop him a simple message to see if he's okay?

I did save his life after all.

I nibble on my bottom lip nervously as I battle with myself over the decision. Do I? Don't I?

My hand automatically reaches for my phone and before I know it, I'm scrolling through a bundle of Alex's in the area, scrutinizing their profile pictures. Maybe I've forgotten what he looks like and won't be able to find him?

Another lie.

I can't forget those eyes, chocolate swirls complete with dark lashes staring up at me. He held a glimmer of danger in his eyes. Every damn time I think about it, it causes a chill to run down my spine.

"Ariana? What's taking you so long?"

I let out a sigh, finish feeding the cat and begin to walk back up the stairs.

"Coming now Justin!"


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