Chapter #8The First "Real" Talk. by: Ëtalfni   Cat's heart just about stopped. The last person she wanted to have him see her like this, Alex was knocking with a concerned look on his face. Quickly, she tried to wipe the rest of tears from her eyes.
"A-Alex! S-sorry I was just u-using the...p-phone. I'm done though I-I'll get out..."
Her plan to open the door and get out of there as fast as possible. Alex, however, pressed down on the glass preventing her escape.
"Not so fast. First, tell me why you were crying in there Cat." There wasn't a hint of anger in his voice, and judging by what he said he probably didn't know about the incident in the locker room yet.
"I-I wasn't crying...I was j-just...Ummm..."
The conversation couldn't get anymore awkward. It was one of those moments were all the heat in your body went to your head, and you felt like you wanted to die just to end the torture. Alex wasn't giving her any relief though.
"Cat, come on. That's not a good answer. I'm not going to tell anyone, you can trust me." His voice was calm and clear, yet authoritative.
There really was no safe way out of this. Cat felt exactly like in the position she was in, trapped in a small box with no way out. What point was there in hiding this from Alex? He was Marlene's boyfriend. He was going to find out about it sooner or later. Yes, she had to tell him about here and now. Maybe he'd take some pity on her if he heard the story from her perspective first rather than Marlene's.
"P-promise not to get mad, a-alright Alex?"
Sincerity was in his eyes. "Promise."
"W-well...M-Marlene and some girls from the s-sophomore year shoved a h-hose in my gym locker-"
"They shoved a hose in your gym locker?" Asked Alex, clearly confused.
"U-uh huh...Then, when I o-opened the door they turned it o-on. E-everything I had on me got r-ruined including my homework. I s-swear I didn't mean to. I just got SO a-angry with her. I swiped a-at her with my fingernails. I...I think I cut her really badly, t-there was blood everywhere. I-I ran away and..."
Alex was eagerly listening the whole time. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it as if having second thoughts. Cat was grateful that he didn't look the least bit angry, at least not yet.
"I think..." He finally said. "I'll have to have a talk with her. And the principle, so you don't get in trouble for it."
"The principle!? But I-"
"No, don't worry about it. You snapped." He smiled warmly. "These things happen. Come on, I saw you were under a lot of stress this morning when you ran into me. Right?"
"I-I guess..."
He released the glass door at last. "You just weren't thinking at the time, I mean you got really sharp nails. But it's not like you killed someone, the worst she'll get is a few stitches. She'll be fine."
Opening the door, he reached out a hand which Cat took. He laughed.
"You're completely soaked, you might want to go change."
It was true, everything on her was wet and water logged. Her already tight clothing looked even tighter on her now, especially with the T-shirt around the breast area. Something she wasn't exactly used to. She noticed Alex was staring at her as well. Yelping, she covered her chest.
"Your eyes..." He said.
"Huh?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare. You have really nice eyes is all." He grinned.
"O-oh...thank you...I-I guess..." Little did she realize, her eyes had become cat-like over sleep the last night. A small change she neglected to notice due to not looking properly in a mirror before school.
BRRRRRRRING! The end of class bell went off.
"Whoops! That's the bell, crap. You don't have a lot of time! Better hurry!" He turned to run for class. "See you later Cat!"
Cat was still in her own little world trying to put together what had just happened in the few short minutes she had alone with Alex. She whispered weakly "Um...Okay...Bye...."  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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