Kade Loves Alex
Authors: Krystal Holder
Kade Loves Alex
By Krystal
Holder
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2013 Krystal Holder
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The Characters
and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living
or
dead,
is coincidental and not intended by the
author.
Cover Design and
Photography by Richard Holder
For Kayla.
Thank you for
your unending Support, Encouragement and Love.
1
Kade
“Why
are you crying?!”
I say angrily into my phone. Even
though I am clenching it tightly in my hand, the thin cell phone still trembles
uncontrollably. I wait angrily for a response, but all I hear are sniffles on
the other side of the line. I silently wonder how much trouble I would
get into for kicking Nathan’s ass bright and early tomorrow morning at Stone
Brook High.
I
force myself to count to ten slowly, trying to calm myself down. When I
reach ten, and I am still clenching my fists, I count some more. I am at
twenty three when I hear her speak.
“And
then he said (
sniffle
) that he doesn’t think that he can (
sniffle
)
be with me anymore!”
I
feel horrible when I hear her crying noisily into the line. “I’ll be
there in ten minutes.” I grumble.
I
hang up quickly, grab my keys from my dresser and head through my door.
My mom was nice enough to allow me to move into the guest house late last
year. I had calmly convinced her that with four younger siblings I would
more than likely go insane if I stayed in that house for one more
night
. I walk to my jeep and drive angrily to Alexandria’s
home.
I
am usually a very calm guy, a bit reserved – but when it comes to Alex I am overprotective
and angered easily when anyone tries to hurt her.
To
say that Alex and I are close would be an understatement. She is my best
friend.
Alex’s
mom, Mrs. Hayes, and my mother were childhood friends who got pregnant around the
same time. I popped out a few months earlier than Alex. Alex was
born shortly after. We were inseparable – literally from the day that she
was born.
Mrs.
Hayes and mom did everything together as young mothers - they went to baby
classes and went on trips together, toting us along with them everywhere they
went.
Their
close friendship caused Alex and
I
to take our first
steps and learn our first words side by side. My mom teases me that
“Alex”
is the first word that ever came out of my mouth. When most kids were crying
and screaming the first day of school, Alex and I walked happily, hand in hand
into the classroom. We were fine as long as we were together.
As
we have grown older, our friendship has never faltered. We have never gone one
day without talking. Being with Alex is as easy as breathing.
Without her I do not know who or what I would be. There is nothing more
amazing than knowing every single day that you are loved, and that someone is
thinking about you. She makes me feel that special.
Driving
to her home, I know that Alex and her current boyfriend, Nathan, are arguing
because of what happened earlier today at the beach. Instead of
heading home after school, we had decided last minute to go to the beach to
take a swim. Alex had her friends, Kayla and Laura, with her and I
brought Jonathan and Ryan with me. It was a beautiful day.
The ocean roared near us, lapping closer and closer at our feet.
We
were all playing around, laughing and talking about random things. Ryan
sat in the middle of the group on top of a large beach towel staring at the
girls shaking his head.
“I
truly believe,” he began with his right hand placed on his scrawny chest “That
girls are stupid.” Ryan was tall – almost as tall as me, but he hadn’t filled
out as yet. The one thing he had going for him however was his ability to
make girls laugh.
The
gasps that came from the girls were hilarious and I chuckled, knowing that
these girls would have him buried to his neck in sand in five minutes flat.
He
pointed at Alex who sat primly on a beach towel wearing a very tiny purple
bikini. “Why come to the beach if you are not planning to go for a swim?”
Her
usually wavy hair fell straight down her back and shoulders. Apparently she
went to the salon the day before and refused to get it wet.
“You
agree with me, right Kade?” Ryan questioned beguilingly.
Alex
stared at me with her fiery golden eyes silently daring me to agree with Ryan.
“Hmm…”
I replied. “I
dunno
, but I know that I
can get Alex to go for a swim with me – her best buddy.”
“Never,”
Alex bluffed turning her eyes from mine. “Do you know how long this took to get
straightened?
Never.
Not in a million years.”
“Not
in a million years, huh?”
I challenged getting
up slowly from my towel.
“Kade?”
she warned as I stalked towards her.
“Kade!”
She
screamed when I scooped her up from the towel. The girls echoed her screams and
the guys were laughing uncontrollably. She pounded me on my massive back
with her tiny fists screaming for me to stop. She was cussing up a storm
and threatening me to “put her down … or else”. I ran towards the water,
laughing at her angry screams and proceeded to easily dunk her into the gray
ocean.
“No,
no, no!!” she screamed coming up sputtering. She glared at me angrily as
she caught her breath.
“I
hate you.”
Soon
her fists were beating me on my chest. I laughed at her futile attempt to
inflict even a tiny measure of pain on me and hugged her tight so that she
could stop hurting her own hands. After a few seconds of struggling to
get free, I heard her giggle.
“I
really do hate you…” she murmured with a smile, staring up at me. A little more
than half of my body is under water, but with her five foot three frame, only
her head is above the water. I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs
around my waist. I could still hear laughter on the beach, but I kept my
eyes on hers until she leaned her head on my shoulders with a sigh, her hair
now tangled and wet all over her neck and shoulders.
For
the umpteenth time I thought that I should tell her about how I have been
feeling for the past few months. It wasn’t normal to lie in bed at night
thinking about how perfectly she fit in my arms, about how soft her lips feel
when she kisses me on my cheek every morning at school. It was definitely not
normal waiting up every night for her text message that she has sent every
night religiously for the past few
years.
“
Night
.
See you
tomorrow. I love you.”
She is the only person that would understand and
maybe if I get it out, we could talk about it and I can go back to have
strictly platonic feelings about her. But how do I tell my best friend that I
am falling in love with her? She would quite literally have a fit.
I
stared at the thick wet strands tangled around her neck and I fought the urge
to move them away and kiss her tanned shoulders. I reminded myself that
she had a boyfriend and settled for removing the hair slowly and placing my
lips in the curve of her neck as we allowed the water to carry us back to
shore.
“What
the hell?!?”
I jumped when I heard Nathaniel’s angry
voice from the shore.
Alex
scrambled from out of my arms and walked quickly from the water towards
him.
I
could hear him shouting at her and Alex was trying to placate him.
“Do
I look like a complete idiot to you?!” I heard him shout. He was getting
too loud and I angrily approached them. Ryan and Jon quickly stepped in
front of me. They didn’t want a fight. I pushed them easily aside however
when I saw Nathan grab Alex’s arm.
Alex
glared angrily at him, grabbing his hand from her arms and pushing him
away. My Alex was not a pushover. She sighed heavily as she
spoke to him and I found myself once again wanting to pummel Nathan’s face in.
She
turned her eyes to mine before gathering up her beach towel, silently pleading
for me to let it go and gesturing that she would call me soon. That was
three hours ago.
I
park outside Alexandria’s house, and ring the
door bell
.
“Come in, Kade!” I hear Mrs. Hayes shout.
“Hi,
Mrs. Hayes” I smile in greeting. “How did you know it was me?”
“Hi
Sweetie,” she replies from the kitchen. “Who else would Alex call when
she is in such a bad mood?” She smiles at me, going to open her oven.
Mrs. Hayes was like a second mother – completely loving and dependable.
I
don’t think that I have ever seen her in any other part of the house. She
always seems so comfortable and happy in her kitchen. She is a tiny
woman.
Which is where Alex got her build from.
She is barely five three, extremely petite, with light brown hair, and hazel
eyes. She is the complete opposite of my mom who is extremely tall, with dark
hair.
“She’s
upstairs,” she says handing me a plate of brownies. “Take these up to her will
you? She hasn’t been out of her room since she came home this afternoon. She
needs a little treat.”
“No
prob!” I say as I walk upstairs to Alex’s bedroom.
“Alex?”
I call as I push her bedroom door open and duck into her room but she is
nowhere to be found. I look around her lavender bedroom, smiling.
She is always painting her room a different color. We have spent many
Saturdays moving around furniture, painting her room all the colors in the
rainbow (and everything in between). I was surprised that she had kept
the lavender wall up for this long. Looking at the wall opposite her bed, I was
equally surprised to still see a large dark purple heart that I had drawn on
her wall a month or so ago using a magic marker.
In
the center of the heart I wrote, “
Kade loves Alex”
. I drew it on
right after we had finished painting the room as a joke and she had yelled at
me for five minutes straight saying that she would have to go to the store to
buy more paint. Being the neat freak that she is I had assumed that she
would have painted it over by now. I set the plate on her bed side table
and that’s when I hear a sniffle coming from beneath some covers on her bed.
She is so tiny that I didn’t even notice that she was underneath the covers.
“Alexandria?”
I ask, sitting down on her large bed. I peel the covers off one by one
until I find her face. She is beautiful even after hours of crying.
She has light brown eyes – golden and fiery.
A cute
little nose.
Perfect pouty lips and her hair falls golden brown down to
her hips. Right now, her eyes are swollen and her hair tied on top of her
head in a knot.
She
looks up at me with sad eyes and I harden. Before I can start cussing
about the douchebag, she begins sniffing.
“Did
you bring brownies?”
“Yes,
your mom sent them up.” I smile at her excitement. She sits up and I see
that she is wearing a pink tank top, underwear … and nothing else. I
swallow. I think that sometimes she forgets that I am only
human. She leans over me and grabs two of the brownies from the
plate. She lays her head on my shoulder and takes a huge bite of the brownie.
She sighs.
“Do
you want to talk about it?” I question.
“No…
I already feel much better.” She begins munching on the second brownie and
offers me the last bite. I take it from her fingers. “How does it
taste?”
“Like
heaven.” I reply.
She
grins at me and gives me a
chocolatey
kiss on my
cheek. She lies back down on the bed and opens her arms for me to join her
under the covers. I oblige, tucking her into my side and holding her
close.
She
sighs again then closes her eyes and I know that she will be falling asleep
soon. She loves to sleep. I look down at her and close my eyes. And
soon I feel my eyes becoming heavy.