Katherine Thornes My eyes fluttered open, and the first thing my senses picked up were the beeping sounds of machines around me and then the antiseptic and saline smell associated with hospitals hit my nostrils. I absolutely hated the smell of hospitals, it was nauseating. I was in a hospital. But what brought me here? Oh yeah right, I remember now. I panicked so much about my test that I got a high fever and passed out. I struggled to sit atop the bed and when I managed to do so, I was met with quite a shocker. Rachel and my father were seated right in front of me. Was I hallucinating? Had I hit my head so hard against the concrete floor during my fall that I was now seeing things?"Oh thank Goodness, you're awake Katherine!" Rachel gushed, immediately standing up from her seat and throwing her arms around me in a hug. I noted that Katie was also here too. Off course she would, she was the one who most likely brought me here. But what about Dad and Rachel? Wha
Katherine Thornes: I was later discharged and asked to go home, Katie drove me home and took care of me before leaving. She cooked some food and we ate and watched some movies before it started getting late and she had to get home. Katie bid farewell and left. I was feeling quite lonely after Katie had left and it was sometime in between my boredom, I realized that I hadn't met with Alexander yet and thanked him for all he did for me.For caring for me. And for that note of encouragement, I really needed it. I stepped out of my house and went to his apartment, I knocked on it and waited for a response. I remembered I still owed him a date, and a kiss too. It made me feel nervous, excited, and scared at the same time. I knew he would talk about it the moment he opened the door. But he never did. I knocked on the door again and didn't get a response. It was almost nine pm, and I wondered why he wasn't home. But then again, it's Alex we're talking about here — he's most like
Katherine Thrones The next that followed was me crashing and landing on the soft grass and a larger body fell on top of me, the weight was crushing — the weight of a jock, an athletic. Alex's weight. Alex saved me. Holy Shit! Alex saved me! And he's right here in front of my mother's house on top of me! My mother would freak out and get angrier than she already is right now! I quickly pushed Alex off me and got up at the same speed, my eyes spiraling to the door to affirming my thoughts that my mother was standing there angrily, ready to pounce on me and Alex too. He was the reason I was failing apparently, she hated him and the mere concept of him. And seeing him here right now would make her flip!But on the contrary, my mother wasn't there. The door was shut. I looked around to check if she had switched positions but she was nowhere around. After comparing me to my father, she must've angrily gone back into the house and thankfully didn't witness what had just happened now.
Alexander Walters Katherine continued crying, and I let her be and decided not to stop her. I wanted her to empty the content of whatever was bothering her and I didn't want to pry or ask any questions about it. But I knew that all wasn't good. So we drove in silence — except for her sobbing sounds and sniffling that was heard, and suddenly stopped. I looked to see that she had fallen asleep, and I think I've said before that watching Katherine sleep was one of my favorite activities in the world. She always looked so peaceful so at rest and undisturbed. It started to rain, not too heavily though, and we were almost home. She needed her rest, today had been a long day for her, and maybe eat too, I don't know if she's had anything to eat ever since. "Alex…" I heard her call my name and I was snapped out of my thoughts. I thought she was asleep. I faced her, her eyes were barely open and they looked so puffy and red from her crying. "What's up?" "I want us to go drinking." She st
KATHERINE THORNE The feel of sun rays touching my skin was what made me come awake, and my eyes fluttered open. Immediately they did, an overwhelming headache ravaged my senses. I felt my forehead and the beads of sweat that lined it stained the back of my hand—I was having a fever, and my temperature was high. I observed my environment now and found out that I was in Alexander's bedroom again and then instantly, the memories of last night came flooding back. How I had flimsily thrown myself at Alexander, and kissed him. A pang of guilt and disgust at myself gripped my heart, I had let down my guard and broken down my walls. I threw away my self–respect and shamelessly kissed him. All because I was intoxicated. I'm never taking alcohol again. And I mean it this time. Just then, the door opened and Alexander came into the room. I was startled by his sudden presence and I also felt an awkward wave engulf me as he came in. I knew my cheeks were stained red with embarrassment and I w
Katherine ThronesI zipped my bag shut and that meant I was done packing and ready to head back to my apartment. I spent an overall of three days with Alexander recovering until I felt better. We went to school together all through, he'd drive us there and drive us back, he even skipped football practice all through the period because he didn't want to keep me waiting for long, and immediately after the bell rang, we would be on our way to the parking lot to go home. I enjoyed Alexander's company as usual and even though my house was literally the next door, I didn't bother myself to even visit my apartment once all through my stay with him. Katie came around too and kept us company and checked up on my health. The three of us watched movies together and had so much fun. Well, Katie felt Alex and I were having too much fun and she didn't hesitate to remind me that everything was a game and I should be cautious because according to her, it looked like I was deviating from the pl
Alexander Walters I saw Katherine off to her apartment and came back to mine. Now that she was gone, the house felt kind of empty and I was back to being alone. But at least she's just a door away, but I promised to stay away from her in the meantime, so I guess I'll be sticking with that and giving her the well–deserved space she needs. I went to my indoor bar and took out a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass—I felt like taking a swig all of a sudden and I had to give in, so I poured myself a shot. I guess it's because I needed a distraction from the new thoughts that were being formed in my head about Katherine, about whatever existed between us, and about how southside my initial plan for her was heading. Just for a while because I am supposed to go get ready to see my parents in about five minutes. I would say I'm disappointed at myself for how I have fumbled during the past three days, but that would just make me sound like a sex-carved jerk. I wondered what had g
Katherine Thrones About an hour after I had texted Alexander, I heard a knock on my door and I instantly knew it was him. A beam of a smile lit up my face immediately and I jumped out of my seat, closing up my study textbooks and literally sprinting towards the door. But then I paused, an internal wave of conflict overcoming me. Did I look good?The knock came again. "I'm coming!" I replied hastily and then returned back to what was on my mind—I most likely looked like shit and I knew Alexander was coming over, why didn't I clean myself up?Well, there's no more time for a total life–changing makeover session, so I'll just do some last-minute quick touch-ups. I raced back into my bedroom and panicked, looking around the perimeter to know what I was going to do first. My top; I have to change this stupid, boring, polo. Dashing into my closet, I went straight to the shopping bags I had piled in front of my wardrobe. I went shopping this afternoon because someone had sai