Tattered and Torn

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Groaning, I turned over in my comfortable bed and pressed the snooze button. I can't get bothered to get out of bed today. Sadly, my brother had different plans.

"Alexis, I'm sick of your alarm going off, it's already rung five times this morning. You'll be late for work!!!" Jimmy shouted as he stormed through my bedroom door at 8:20a.m.

I looked at him sleepily, my eyes slowly becoming aware to my surroundings. Last night might've been fun, but now I'm regretting it. I got too drunk with Brian, yet again, and now I'm paying for my stupidity. It was only meant to be one drink, but Brian being Brian, enticed me into having one more. I wasn't expecting it to happen, but it did and I really wish it hadn't. We stayed up all night, talking; listening to music. It was times like those that I loved, but I would love them even more if I was sober.

Jimmy whipped the sheets off my bed suddenly. My room was freezing, and I curled up into a ball to keep me warm. All I needed today was good, long sleep in bed to wash away all of last night.

"Get out of bed. Get dressed. Get downstairs. Now." Jimmy said sternly while walking over to my closet and pulling my work clothes out of it.

I nodded weakly, and pulled myself out of bed. As I padded across the black, wooden floor, my brother rushed past me and out of my room, heading downstairs. I got ready as fast I could not wanting to upset Jimmy more than I already had.

Before I left my room I picked up my stuff. As I made my way into the kitchen, my brother glared at me and shook his head. I shrug and walk over to grab myself a cup of coffee, but I realised there was already one prepared. I picked it up and walked towards the table, sitting down amd taking a sip of the warm beverage.

"So you're finally up, huh?" my brothers best friend, Brian, called to me.

I shook my head in reply and gave him a quick smile. I've lived with him for a year now, and I never get tired of seeing his face everyday. Last year, when my parents kicked me out, we somehow made our way to Brian's house. At first, it was just a stop so my brother could tell him that we were moving into Huntington Beach. For some reason, Brian packed his things up, gave us some money, and we moved into a bigger flat for all three of us.

Now, here we are: still, somewhat, living in the same flat with enough money coming in to keep us alive. It's crazy how much me and my brother have been through in such a short time, I could write a book!

Brian snapped his fingers in my face, "Hey, daydreamer, get yourself to work."

"Whatever you say." I giggled, and pulled my friend into a hug.

Yes, I did have a crush on my brothers best friend, but I will get over it. I'm not a teenager anymore, I won't get mushy over a guy that has a girlfriend. Ever since I laid my eyes on his I thought he was beautiful. Not to mention his amazing voice that could sing me to sleep anyday. However for keeping our friendship platonic, I'll push these thoughts aside and continue on with my life.

I hope.

"Come on then, Squirt. I'll take you to work." Brian smiled and nudged my shoulder.

"Why can't Jimmy do it?" I argued. If I wanted to clear my thoughts of Brian, having him drive me to work is not a good idea.

"Jimmy needs some rest. You tired him out. I told him I'd take you," Brian sighed, "Now get your ass in gear and get out that door young lady!"

Before I walked out the door, I grabbed my bag and out my belongings into it. Brian placed his arm around me shoulders and pulled me close. His thumb rubbed across the top of mt right shoulder. Just this action alone made me go weak at the knees and making me want to kiss him right on the spot. Of course, I couldn't and I had to hold myself back.

Once we were in the car, Brian put on some A7X. He just had to, didn't he? Every time he was in the car, he had to listen to his own band. I don't think I've ever seen someone so stuck up their own ass.

During the drive, I caught him looking at me every now and then, shooting me small smiles and winks. I giggled at his immaturity and rested my head upon the window. I stared at him; watched him. The way his brown eyes were vibrant in the morning sun; the way he would grip the car wheel when someone would irritate him and the way he'd lick his lips when he's concentrating real hard.

"Enjoying the view?" he laughed, while side glancing at me.

"Shut up!" I blushed shyly and slapped his arm.

"It's cool." Brian stated. "It's nice to know how you feel about me." With this he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

I gasped at his bold statement, "You wish!"

"Hell yeah I do! "

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