(Meeting The Bad Boy)
Avalon's P.O.V
I listen to my heart beat as it thumps loudly in my ears.
The clock is slowly ticking and it's exactly two minutes before the teacher dismisses us to go to lunch.
And then I'll have to face him.
My oh so lovely boyfriend.
I drum my fingers on the desk and breathe in slowly as the teacher announces the end of class.
Standing up, I grab my bag and put everything inside of it, making my way to the door.
Once I step out of the classroom, someone instantly throws their arm around my shoulder.
I attempt to shrug them off but it's clear that they don't intend to move anytime soon.
"Hey babe, you're coming to my party later" Ryder states and hugs me close.
I hate parties.
"I have to help my mom out at the restaurant" I lie and look away from him.
"That's a fucking lie. Whenever you lie, you look away. " He growls while smiling, trying to make it look like he's not angry, because we can't ruin his reputation of being the perfect boyfriend.
"I-I-"
"Y-you will come" He taunts and drags me to the cafeteria.
Why haven't I broken up with him yet?
Oh right.
In freshman year I had my eyes on him, and at the time I only saw him as the hot quarter back who was smart.
But after I became his girlfriend..... He became abusive and threatened that if I were to try breaking up with him again, he'd do much worse than hitting and yelling at me.
I wanted to cry when he said that.
But I didn't. I need to stay strong.
The sad feeling in my chest just keeps growing....
I can't have friends because he's way to overprotective and the only people he let's around me are his football teammates.
Which by the way, none of them are any better than him.
When people see me, they think I'm just an antisocial freak who chooses to seclude herself from everyone, but I'm not.
The whole student body decides that I am.
I sit down at the lunch table we've occupied for the past three years, and I wait for him to get up so we can go get food.
I can't leave his side or he gets angry.
He finally gets up and I trail behind him like a lost puppy.
So much for not leaving his side.
We quickly grab some of the sandwiches and sit down again.
"Hey Avalon, you gonna eat that? " One of Ryder's friends, Jace, asks me.
"Yea-" I'm cut off again.
"Of course she isn't, go ahead" Ryder laughs and pushes my sandwich over to Jace who eagerly eats it.
Ryder gives me a warning look and I longingly look at my sandwich that's being currently devoured.
Well, I'm used to it by now.
Ryder wants me to remain skinny.
Eating to much is a huge turn off he says.
I never knew why Ryder wanted to date me but he always insisted it was because he's deeply in love with me.
I believe that what we have, is not love.
The rest of the lunch period I stay quite like usual and don't bother them anymore by talking.
~ ~ ~ ~
I'm at my house currently with Ryder and he's throwing outfits out of my closet in disgust.
Honestly if he doesn't like my outfits, then he can leave because this is my sanctuary.
I despise swearing and violence and tend to keep to myself, most of the time buried in a good book.
Ryder's the opposite, he's violent to me, he swears at me and drinks and parties and everything I hate.
But his same old saying is 'opposites attract'.
"Ava, put this on. " He demands while throwing me possibly the most revealing dress I've ever owned.
"I can't wear that, I'll look horrible" I stare at it wide eyed.
"Put it on. " He hisses while pushing me into a bathroom.
My mom's working late at the restaurant tonight, the only reason Ryder is here to help me dress is that there's no backlash to him coming into our house.
I close the door and change.
I guess I'm relieved that he thinks my body is too disgusting to see uncovered, so at least I can change in the bathroom....
He's obsessed with me being the perfect girlfriend.
And he can't even be the perfect boyfriend.
I put on the tight dress and stare in the mirror.
I don't look like myself anymore.
I used to be tan with long curly blonde hair trailing down my back, and my bright gray eyes contributed to that.
I used to be happy.
Now you can hardly notice my eyes with how dark the bags under them are.
I sigh and reach for the brush, only to retract my hand.
If I brush out my hair then it'll just become puffy.
I walk out and Ryder is sitting on my bed looking bored.
He sees me come out of the bathroom and he eyes me up and down, making my skin crawl.
He walks up to me and places his hands on my waist, smirking.
"You know I love you babe, right? " He asks while playing with one of my curls.
"Yeah" I mumble while not looking at him.
"Say it back" He says in anger while dropping my curl and gripping tighter onto me.
My lip starts trembling.
I don't love him. And I've never said it to him.
Even when he stole my first kiss.
"Ryder I... Can't" I try to back away as anger flashes through his eyes.
"Worthless bitch, I do everything for you! " He yells while slapping me straight across the cheek.
I gasp in pain and my hands fly up to my cheek, while tears prickle at my eyes.
"I-im sorry! " I apologize while backing away.
His eye twitches and he takes a deep breath.
"You know what. Don't come. I can't even look at you right now" His nose wrinkles in disgust and he slams my door, quickly exiting my room.
I'm trembling as I sit down on my bed, slowly breathing.
My phone starts ringing from my bedside table and I stare at it for a split second, before reaching my hand over and pushing answer.
"Hello? " I ask with a shaky voice.
"Hey hunny, it's mom, I really need you at the restaurant right now, it's getting pretty full" My mom rushes out on the other end.
I sniffle quietly "sure thing mom, I'll be right over" I hang up and change out of my dress and into my apron.
My mom's restaurant is a pretty popular place so it's not strange that I get these kind of calls, I don't have any siblings and my dad left when I was little, so it's just me and my mom.
But she's so loving that it makes up for it.
I quickly lock up the house and make my way to the restaurant.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Ava, table three needs you to take their order! " My mom yells from the kitchen.
I nod even though she can't see me and I quickly set down the empty tray, speed walking to the table.
Sitting down was a boy around my age, he has a dark angry look on his face and black hair.
He's also extremely muscular, like holy cow, how does one achieve this goal?
"I'm so sorry for the wait, what would you like to order" I say a little out of breath and I open my notepad, getting ready to write down his order.
He doesn't say anything and I look at him to see him starring at me.
Oh god, did I look that bad?
"What happened to your cheek? " He asks with a calm yet annoyed tone.
Darn.
I forgot about that.
"I'm extremely clumsy and fell while taking a shower" I laugh and ignore the pain in my cheek.
"This probably isn't the best job for you if thats the case" He says in amusement whilst pointing at my uniform.
I laugh lightly and adjust my bun, "Yeah I figured that out when I had spilt pasta all over myself the first day here" I smile at the memory.
He smiles but then instantly frowns.
"Don't worry I won't spill your pasta! " I reassure him.
"Well that is if you're having pasta! " I cringe at my panicked state.
"So you'd spill whatever else I'd order? " He raised an eyebrow with a bored look on his face.
Probably.
"No! I'm not that clumsy! Well, okay maybe I am, but I'll take extra care of your food" I say quickly while looking around anxiously.
It's getting busier the more time I waste talking to this dude.
"I'm sorry but I really need your order" I press on while preparing my notepad again.
"I'll have pasta. " He has an amused look in his eyes and I close my eyes for a second.
Sigh.
"It'll be right out. " I quickly write it down and leave the table, giving the order to my mom.
~ ~ ~ ~
The restaurant is mostly cleared out by now but my mom had some last minute errands to run, therefore I'm the one closing.
Even worse, it's night.
I finally manage to get everyone out and clean up the place.
As I stand outside of the restaurant, I quickly lock the doors and pull my jacket closer to myself.
I jump when I see someone leaning against a lamp post and smoking a cigarette.
Scrunching up my nose I squint my eyes, trying to make out the figure.
"What are you still doing here? " I ask in shock as the same boy from earlier puffs out some smoke.
He points in front of him to an apartment complex and I frown.
He sighs and throws his cigarette on the ground, stomping it out.
"I live right next to here, I came out to take a smoke" He shrugs and frowns at me.
"What are you still doing here? " He crosses his arms and leans against the pole.
I smile slightly and point at the restaurant, "I work here, I'm just locking up. "
"You look extremely paranoid, worried about something? " He grins and slides down to a sitting position.
"Well, seeing as I'm a teenage girl alone at night next to a dark alley way.... Maybe I'm worried slightly" I look thoughtfully at the dark alleyway.
He nods his head and looks at it too.
"That place is sketchy. " He looks amused as he looks at it, as if he's talking to someone.
Oh wait, he's talking to me.
I decide to make a bold move for myself "whats... What's your name? " I ask nervously.
"My name? Why do you want to know? " He laughs and looks at me.
Did I do something wrong? I'm not too good at this friend thing...
Speaking of friends.
I gasp quietly.
I'm not supposed to get attached to people, Ryder will find out.....
"Never mind" I state while turning around.
"Hey wait" I here him say as I'm fully turned.
"I'm Xavier" He states as I quickly walk away.
I know I'm not supposed to get attached to people, but I'm happy enough having just talked to someone different.
I have a silly smile on my face as I walk into my house that night.
And this night, I'm actually able to sleep peacefully.
Ryder can't be with me at all times, and this thought provides me momentary happiness.
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There's something so refreshing about writing a new book.
I fricken love it.
I have all these ideas to get rid of, so that's fun.
*eats watermelon*
Hope you all enjoyed~QBWð