Forbidden Love

Chapter One: Controllably Unmoved

        "Mom, I'm gonna go-"

        "Where do you think your going, bitch?!"

I struggled to keep my anger inside, what mom calls her own daughter a bitch?

        "Mom, if you hadn't interrupted me, you would already know. Whatever." I looked at her, realizing she was in a crappy mood. "I'm going to Ellijah's place."

        "That boy again?! I swear one of these days you'll come home pregnant!"

        "Mom, please, like I would do that with Ellijah of all guys."

        "You better cut that attitude, bitch."

        Before she said another word I grabbed my backpack draping it over my shoulder and opened the door.

        "Bye Mom." I left just like that, no notice to her of when I'd be back. I didn't even look back once.

        It was pouring outside. I've been out two minutes and I'm soaking wet. Of course I didn't think to bring a hoodie or wear anything warm. I decided to run the rest of the way to Ellijah's house. It was only a block away, but in this weather, it felt so far.

        "Alex, how in the fucking world did you think to come walk here alone?! In the pouring rain!!" Ellijah screamed at me from his porch.

        "Uh, pretty easily actually El, I didn't really think it through." I shivered.

        "Of course you didn't!" He ran over to me, who was slowly walking out of the middle of the road to him. "That's what I'm here for! I couldn't just watch my Ali struggle!"

        He draped his jacket. I laughed then looked up at him (he's so tall!) and tried to look serious, "Your Ali?"

        He nodded, "Mmhmm, your mine until I have to give up my bestie to a lover!" He winked.

        I never want to lose this friendship! I love how Ellijah always calls me Ali even though my name is Alex.

        I laughed and sat on his bench outside his door.

        He walked up to his door and held it open, "Would you like to come in?" he talked in his best British accent, trying to sound proper. I giggled.

        "Why of course!" I tried to do my best British accent. It was terrible! Ellijah laughed so hard he barely could hold the door.

        I walked in. He was blasting Falling in Reverse. I began to yell excitedly! "When did you start playing good music?"

        He laughed, "Since you told me I needed to!"

        "Well if your gonna dress punk! You better!" I looked at him- he had recently dyed his hair. It was perfection- blonde with blue, green and some pink. He was wearing a flower crown. He looked like he could be the king of punk!

        "So Ali, why'd you bring your beautiful self here?"

        "How did you know I was coming is the real question!"

        "I had a feeling. It must be my gay powers!" He flicked his hair back, well more like the air, since his hair is too short for that!

        I looked at him "Don't joke." We laughed. "The reason I came is to see if you would sneak into the immortal club with me."

        He froze, obviously thinking about my question. I stared at him. He was amazing! I swear he had the best looks.

        I wasn't very pretty, my black hair had faded streaks now. They were platnium blonde and red. My eyes had contacts covering them, which drove Ellijah crazy, but he knew. My eyes were controlling. Weird, they were beautiful, but they have the power to control people. I covered my blue eyes with the white-ish blue-green contacts, because I didn't like the idea of having magic. But my outfit was spot on. A band shirt, falling in reverse of course, and skinnys with multiple belts. And then converse- one white, one black.