《You're the risk I'm willing to take》Chapter 8
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It's been a week, since the party. I haven't been able to go back to school, but Angela has been here to keep me company. I argued with her, but she kept saying that she wasn't going to leave. I was glad, that she was there for me, but felt guilty about her missing school. Eric was bringing work home, but seemed to know that I wasn't really that great with guys. My dad was working on the case. Mitch's parents couldn't believe what he had done. Alice came by to see me every day after school, I was concerned that she would be behind with her classes, but she shook her head, telling me not to be silly and that I was important to her. She stayed at the school for a while anyway, after school.
She came over the Friday after the party, and I opened the door.
"Where's Angela?"
She had found my paramore stash. I had moved it, but she found it when I was asleep.
"She found my paramore stash. Again. I really need to find somewhere for it, so she can't find it."
That made her laugh, and she sat on the couch.
"You seem like you don't like people touching your stuff?"
I shook my head.
"It's not that. It's just that stuff is pretty important to me."
She seemed to understand. She put her stuff on the coffee table and sat back, looking at me.
"How are you feeling? Have you been getting through the work OK?"
I nodded, considering Angela was teasing me when I was working through the problems. I needed to keep my mind busy, and that helped.
"Yeah, when I wasn't thinking about strangling Angela. She kept teasing me when I was using those tips you gave me.. Excuse me, for a second."
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I heard something in my room, and though she had broken something. I walked up to my room, and found her going through my stuff. She looked up, as I walked in.
"Oops."
I shook my head, and grabbed my iPod Touch of the desk, to make sure she hadn't done anything to it. It was fine, and all my stuff was still on it. I made her put all my stuff away. I put it in my pocket and walked back down stairs. I threw a pillow at her, it missed but she still screamed
"Is Angela still alive?"
That made me laugh. I sat on the couch and looked at Alice.
"Just about. She found my stuff."
I threw my iPod on the table and Alice looked at me.
"Can I have a look?"
I nodded, she wanted to see what else I was interested in. She picked it up, and started going through it. She laughed, when she found the photo's.
"What?"
She shook her head, turning the iPod so I could see. I'm going to kill Angela. She actually got a photo of me in that costume! I had tried it on in my room, and she was sitting on the bed. She had taken it when my back was turned. And it was a skirt, so ............ You get the point.
"I am going to kill Angela. Slowly and painfully."
"Do you see me complaining?"
I looked at her.
"That was from last week."
She nodded, I hadn't told her about that.
"Oh. I assume Angela had something to do with that? I've never even seen you in a skirt."
I shrugged, it was better than her other suggestion.
"Her other idea was school girl, and I didn't think that was a good idea. I knew I wouldn't be able to talk her into letting me pick something. So, out of the two, that was the better idea."
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Alice nodded, moving a little closer. She was getting used to more physical contact, and so was I. It was slow progress, but it was something. I moved to give her more room, but she stopped me, taking my hand.
"It's OK, Bella."
I nodded, looking at her. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I didn't say anything, and she smiled. Her phone beeped and she shook her head, grabbing her phone. I noticed a picture of her and a blonde.
"Who's that?"
Alice looked at me, and noticed I was looking at her phone.
"Oh, that's my sister, Rosalie. She wants to meet me tomorrow."
I nodded, remembering what she said about her siblings.
"Do you see each other much?"
She shrugged, putting her phone in her pocket.
"Not a lot. It'll be good to see her."
"Yeah, it will."
Alice left a little while later, and I went upstairs to my room. Angela was on my bed reading something. She looked at me, when I walked in. I had my iPod in my hand, and held up the photo.
"Care to explain this?"
Angela shrugged, sitting up. She tried to take it off me, but I wouldn't let her.
"I'm guessing Alice found that?"
I nodded, not saying anything. It would've been worse, if I had picked the other outfit.
"Oh come on, it's just a photo. I was bored, and found your iPod. Somehow I doubt she was complaining."
I sat on the bed, next to her and smacked her with a pillow. She caught it, and threw it on the floor. We laughed, and neither of us said anything for a while.
"How are you feeling, Bella?"
I shrugged, I was OK,. I kept telling myself that I was lucky, that Angela had come in. Compared to what Alice had gone through, no one had been there to stop Chase. But, she studied and became a teacher. If she could learn to cope with that, I could cope with this. I didn't tell Angela what Alice had told me, it wasn't right for me to tell her what had happened to Alice. It took a lot for her to tell me.
"I'm OK, I'm lucky you were there. I'll be OK. How's Eric?"
She shrugged.
"Worried about you. He understands why I'm over here, so don't worry about that."
That was a relief, I had been worried about how this would affect them. But, he seemed to understand.
"You sure?"
She shook her head.
"He's fine. Like you said, he's an idiot, but he's my idiot. He'll be a dead idiot, if he doesn't stop drooling over"
"Angela, I don't what he does as long as it's drool or stare."
That made her laugh. It was hilarious, the way he acted. Especially if she was supervising one of his classes. I was glad he didn't take chemistry. I don't think he would have lived through the first week.
"Why am I glad he doesn't take chemistry?"
"Angela, if he did, you would be currently single and he would be dead."
She knew I was right. About him, at least.
"What makes you think I'd be single? We don't all go around dating our teachers, but I'm sure I'd find someone."
I picked up a pillow and smacked her with it.
"You're so lucky I'm your best friend."
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