♥.:B.S.A.{Starbucks, A Fight, and A Stranger}:.B.S.A.♥

~*~BERT'S P.O.V.~*~(Jan. 1st)
*Freaking headache...and I have to go pee really bad...yup always nice to wake up like that, ya think? I sit up in bed, and see Gerard on the floor, which reminds me of last night...Damit, I fucked up. I dont know what to do about that, but its really hard to think at the moment. So I walk out to the bathroom, and swallow some pills(headache), then do my business. I hear footsteps outside. What if its Sophia? My heart painfully skips a beat at that thought. I finish and wash my hands, then open the door. Oh...it's Ashlie..
"Hello"~To which I get no reply...She just stares through me, then walks past me and gets the advil. I ask if Sophia's awake and she pretty much told me off, leaving me standing there in the door way. Now I just feel worse.
I walk back to my room and just sit on the bed, trying to think of what to do. I hate this feeling I'm having right now. It's partly because everyone's asleep. But also becasue I know half of them are either pissed at me, or just dissapointed, which when you think about it, is not that much better. I feel terrible for what I almost did, and what I did do. But that's exactly it. Almost. It could have gone further, but it didnt, and wouldnt have. I couldnt, I need to think of something to fix this. I cant lose Sophia.
ok, back to jan. 2nd, Ashlie, at work
Ok, well we've been at work for 15 minutes now, and still have another 15 to go. Theres nothing to do so we just do what we've been doing, pretend to clean before we open. Finally we open, and stand there for a few seconds before the bell jingles and a customer comes in.
Im working the cash register at the moment, and look up to greet the person, wouldnt ya know. Its the slut that was hitting on Jepha at the part the other night. Considering I didnt drink as much as everyone else, I'm the only one who remembers...because noone blinked an eyelash. Anyhoes, I take her order, because its required. I do the employee-customer small talk and ask her how the New Years was, and hoping her a happy one. She starts talking about the awesome party she went to, and how she almost scored with this hott guy, but some chick walked in on them and he ran after her.
My jaw drops at this, and I look over at Alysa, whos expression most likely mirrors mine. And Sophia's expression? Well, lets just say she doesnt look to happy about this. I turn back to the girl who probably thinks I've lost my mind, and open my mouth to say something, when I hear something whizz past my head, and her expression changing in the process. Then she's covered in coffee, ice, and whipped cream.
"What the hell, you bitch!"~Slutty Girl~
"Fuck you, Slut"~Sophia...which is very hard for me to believe~
Alysa and I just stood there stunned watching this. This is NOT the Sophia we're used to.
"What the fuck did I do to you?! I dont even know you!"~The slut said walking towards Sophia who stepped out from behind the counter.
~*~Alysa's p.o.v.~*~
This was all just too much for me to comprehend. Sophia stepped from behind the counter.
"What are you doing?!"~I asked her, finally getting over my stupor~
"I asked you why you did that"~This came from the Bimbo, who was moving closer to Sophia, balling up her fists~
This cant end well.
Sophia was quietly seething. The next thing happened in slow motion.
The Bimbo raised her hand and grabbed for Sophia, who stepped out of her reach. Then stepping forward again, raised her fist and hit the chick square in the face. I heard a pop then the chick was on the floor, holding her bleeding nose. Ashlie and I just stood there, absolutely speechless. What had happened to our sweet little Sophia.
"You should leave, Now"~Ashlie said, throwing some napkins at the girl on the floor~
She gave a surprised look, then looked toward Sophia.
"This isn't over, bitch"
Sophia raised her eyebrow.
"I'm sure it's not"
The chick got up and left getting strange looks from the customers entering.
"What happened to her?"~A man asked~
"She spilled her drink, then tripped on it"~Ashlie lied~
~*~Sophia's p.o.v.~*~
Ok...I'm not exactly sure what just happened. But, I actually feel a lot better, at the moment anyways. Some chicks just dont know when to shut up. And to think...she thought she could scrap...Well, Alysa, and Ashlie havent said anything, probably still getting over what happened. So I just fix customers drinks as if nothings happened. Then decide to take my break.
I go out back. We have a crappy set up, but it works. Theres a couple dumpsters, and a makeshift bench hidden to one side. Noones ever back here, it makes it slightly better. Supposed some odd amount of years ago. A murder happened, a young man was trying to find his way around. He came down this alley, his fatal mistake. He was killed, noone knows by who, they were never caught. But his spirit was still here, waiting for the person to return to get his revenge. So the legend goes. I'd believe it if I'd seen anything to confirm it, besides I'm not really afraid. Its rare to even see another LIVING soul back here. Only the dumptruck guys and delivery guys come back here, which isnt that often.
Anyways, I sit on the little bench. Where else should my mind wander but to what happened the other night. God...why would he do that.. What if I hadnt walked in when I did? Would he have been able to stop himself? I'm happy that it didnt happen, but it could have.
Now, there's this old feeling I'm having. It happened alot when I was little. When noone would believe me about what my older "brother" was doing.
It feels like im holding my breath under water, I cant let it out, if I do I'll drown. But the thing is I have no breath inside of me. And I cant inhale. So I decide to do the only thing thats helped me with that over the years.
I reach into my apron pocket, and pull out that old terrible friend. It gleams in the light. I roll up the sleeve on my left arm. And just below, the in side of my elbow, I place the blade against the skin. Just that simple touch helps a little. But it's not enough, it never is. I push down on the blade, and slowly pull it along my skin. My skin prickles, as the blood bubbles up along the trail. The bubbles join together, running down my arm. Then I do it again right below the first, I can inhale, and now let out a sigh of relief.
I close my eyes, and lean my head back against the wall behind me.
Then I hear a "meow", which isnt odd, theres one black stray that lives back here, we usually give it food. But then I feel another presence. I try to pretend theres nothing. Who knows it could be the ghost come to reprimand me aobut what I've done. Now theres a thought.
"You know that wont make your problems go away, right? But I guess from the many scars, that you've tried before."~A man's voice, ha, I was right..I think~
Its not funny tho, noone should be here, I'm not breathing again, but its not the same as before. I dont open my eyes. Strange men in dank alleyways talking about your issues is never a plus. I slowly open my eyes, careful not to look at the person, but above us at the sky between the 2 connected buildings. I see black hair from this point. That is most definitely not a ghost..
What is he doing here?! Why now, of all the days for someone to walk back here...And how dare he even say anything to me, he could have kept walking, minding his own business.
"Well, are you going to look at me, or continue to try to pretend I'm not here?"~What a smart ass, we'd be friends under different circumstances~"I'm waiting..."~Gebuz, why doesnt he just leave? Who does he think he is, my keeper?
I dont know what to do, so I look at him..which is just peachy, cuz now I'm blushing, thanks to the predicament, and the fact that hes a complete hottie.
He stares into my eyes for a few seconds, then says, "You have beautiful eyes"~Freak~
"Thanks"~I say quietly~
"She speaks:
O, speak again, bright angel!"~Romeo and Juliet...cheesy~"Really tho, I was beginning to think you were a mute!~
Honestly, I had nothing to say literally, because my mind would not form words, it was still stunned over the fact at what this man had seen that no other person had seen me do. I felt pretty dam stupid. And I'm still bleeding, but some of its dried by now.
He reaches for my arm, and I pull it back pressing myself closer to the wall as if it were possible(hello bad guy history, what do u expect). He frowns and sighs, but still holds his hand out. He smiles.
"I wont hurt you, Sophia"~Now this I've heard many times before...let me tell you, it never ended well. But what choice do I have? The door to Starbucks is behind him, and his body also blocks the only entrance and exit down this long alleyway. I'm also pretty sure my 15 min has ended by now. So I let him grab my arm this time.
Hes looking it over, I feel like a specimen being studied..Now I know how some animals feel...Its not very nice. He grabbed the wet table cloth beside me, and gently wipes at my arm, avoiding the cuts that would just bleed more at the touch(gross, i know). He's wiped it all up, and looks at it to make sure, then stands straight again, still holding my wrist in his hand. I just look down the alleyway.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the door opening, so I pull my arm back, and push my sleeve down.
"Ok, dude, we let you stay out longer, because.."~It was Ashlie~"Whoa, whos the hottie...I mean, whos this"~Real smooth Ashlie, round of applause, please?~
I stand up, and he steps back, I say bye to him, then walk inside the building.
yup, strangers p.o.v. in the next one, i have it written out, im just really tired, ok, well i hope u enjoyed...
hehe, u dont know who it is!