The Forgotten Memories Of Allison Fuentes

I am never boy crazed like this. I, Allison Marie Stabler, have never cried over a boy. Let alone talked to one. I was laying down in my bed when I felt my phone buzz on my butt. It was Mike.

---Hey Al, are my parents home?"---
---No, Well I'm at my house so idk---
---Shit okay thanks---
---Did you need a ride home?---
---Yes. But I wouldn't want to make you---

---Send me his address and I'll come get you---
Soon enough Jaime's address was in my phone. Great. Okay I need to actually get ready. I put on my makeup and slipped on some clothes. Which was simply a t-shirt style grey dress with a flannel in case I get cold. I looked at the clock before I left-7:21- Jesus Mike why are you up so early.

On the way to Jaime's I decided to call Peter, he should be up right? It rang twice before his groggy voice answered, "Hello?"

"Hey Peter."

"Oh hey Al!" He cheered up a bit, waking up, "what brings you to call me at 7:25? And are you driving? I don't want you to wreck and die."

"No Peter I'm not driving," I lied, "Wanna hang out today?"

"Yeah Sure- I have to get some stuff for my speech if you wanna tag along?" He sounded enthused.

"Sure I just have to- uh I have to run someone somewhere." I stuttered. He would get mad if I told him it was Mike.

"Okay see you then Allison." And his voice cut off to a close. I slowly pressed down on the gas, letting the car really speed up. That was one good thing about my car- it was touchy and fast. I quickly drifted along the near city roads. It was amazing to watch how fast traffic picked up. By the time I reached Jaime's it was 8:00.

I texted Mike telling him I was here and he can come out whenever. I could already tell it was
going to be a long, hot day. "Damn Allison I owe you a ton." Mike huffed as he slipped in next to me and buckled.

"It's cool Mike, don't be a stranger." I smiled, pulling out the the driveway starting the small distance back home.

"Vic didn't come with you?" He asked.

"I stayed at my house, so no. He didn't." I put bluntly. It sounded pretty harsh and I was still on the brink of tears. But for a silly reason.

"Are you good Alli?" He asked, turning to face me.

"Yeah Mi-" He cut me off,

"Talk to me. I know I'm a year and half younger, but I trust you and I hope you'll trust me. I'm pretty good at this stuff."

Do I tell Mike or do I lie to him? He looked at me with glassy eyes, "It's complicated Mike."

"So fill me in." He persisted, moving a little closer.

"Look Mike," I huffed, but soon took a deep breath and explained everything," ...and then I just left because I couldn't deal with that Mike. I didn't need any more guy troubles than I've had."
I slowly pulled into the drive way, and waited for Mike to say something,

"Allison don't just give up on Vic. I'd suggest taking things slower and just be friends if you want to be friends. He doesn't care what you are as long as you're talking." He smiled and we both got out of the car.

"Come here Mike." I smiled and hugged him tightly. Not knowing that would be the last time we talked for awhile.
--
I rang the doorbell to Peter's house nervously. It had been awhile since we hung out and I felt bad about it.

"Alli! I missed you," Peter opened the door and hugged me. This felt right. This felt like a warm blanket.

"Hey Peter. I missed you too. Way more than you think," I said sincerely.
I came in and we sat on the couch awkwardly. We both knew we needed to talk but neither of us wanted to bring it up.

"Ok so I'm just gonna get this out of the way. We haven't talked because you've been with Vic," Peter said. Oh god.

"That is correct. He doesn't like you and we'll you kinda punched me," I said looking down.

"Alli I was off my meds and I couldn't control myself. You know what happens," Peter severe anger issues. No one knows except me, his parents, and of course his doctor. The last time he was off of his pills, he beat the shit out of his best friend at his old school. It was bloody and bad.

"I forgive you Peter. I miss you too much and right now you're the only one who gets me," I said cuddling into him. Wait why did I say that?

"I knew Vic was a bad guy Alli. He's a fake asshole. Never talk to him again or he'll tear us apart for good," he had a good point. No drama between Peter and I happened until Vic came into my life. Right now, Vic was dead to me.

"I won't Peter. Let's play video games and eat ice cream," we both smiled at each other.

"You set it up and I'll get the Gold Medal Ribbon,"
--
A lot of time has passed since I stopped talking to Vic and all of them. My grades had gone up again. I guess I was so focused on Vic that I let them slip right through my fingers. Peter helped me with my homework. It was back to just me and Peter again. I liked it though. We got closer than ever. Now Peter and I were at my locker discussing what party to go to tonight. It was Friday after all.

"Why is Fuentes staring at you," Peter said glaring at Vic. Lately, Vic would just stare at me then shake his head and walk off. That's what he gets for being an ass.

"I don't know but he needs to get a clue and move on," I scoffed. Vic had also been texting and calling constantly. I didn't let Peter know that.

"Anyways, let's go to Jaime's party tonight. He's a cool dude," Oh no. This could only lead to a fight. Which I'm not allowing to happen.

"No Peter, I love Jaime dearly but no. I'm not going through this again." I sternly spoke. If only he knew what would happen. "And besides, you're graduating in two days please don't do this."

"Allison you're overreacting," he placed his hand on my shoulders, "I promise I won't fight anyone."

"I'm not worried about you fighting, I'm worried about him punching you, or I get into a fight with him."

"So let him punch me." I don't think he understands the situation here.

"Pete-" he put his fingers on my lips. And shushed me.

"We are going."
--
After the long anxiety filled day, I was driving with a tipsy Peter and a sober Allison. God this party is gonna be dreadful. I pulled up and could immediately smell the smoke trail from the front door. Where even are Jaime's parents? Peter soon ditched me to play beer pong. So I walked into the kitchen.
"Al!" I heard a squeaky voice behind me, I slowly turned but was quickly absorbed by a black t-shirt.

"Tony!!" I yelled slightly, trying not to spill my drink. He was obviously drunk.

"Why have you been ignoring us?" He half serious- half jokingly said.

"I'm not Tony." I shrugged him off, I was very irritated.

"Allison yes you are. You blew us off for that ass, Peter! It's kind of gross how you could shrug us off like th-" I cut him off.

"Before you start blaming me, maybe you should ask your little mentor Vic about it!" I yelled louder than I thought because everyone was looking at me. I was fuming with anger and I really did not want to be here.

I stormed out side and climbed onto Jaime's roof. His house was small, and had lots of roof features. I could see the city lights twinkling brightly in the near distance. Maybe I could just drive there. "Penny for your thought?" I heard the faint voice.

It was Vic.
--
I quickly snapped my neck around and scowled, "I don't know maybe your thoughts should stay in. Your. Head." I snarled, making myself as big as I could. But really I was shaking. His expression didn't change and he sat next to me.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, bringing one knee up to his chest.
I wasn't sad, I was furious and I felt the tears swelling up in my eyes. "Don't play that card Vic I swear to god." The water works started.

"Don't cry Al," he tapped my back as I let out loud sobs. "I'm sorry. It's just that I can't be with you."

"Well Victor," I pulled away, "You should've told me you didn't like me!"

"Oh Allison please," he pleaded, "I like you a lot don't get me wrong but-"

"Save it Vic." I slowly got up and began to walk away.

"Allison if you don't sit down right now I will make sure your parents know everything." He yelled, this time a lot more stern.

"Why should I sit down for a piece of shit like you! You have done absolutely nothing but make me miserable and I honestly don't understand it! I gave you a fucking inch and you took a mile, I only knew you for less that a month and I felt like I knew you my whole life! I don't expect you to fucking tell me every juicy detail about your life. But As a fucking decent human because I'm sure you have a heart somewhere in there, you should fucking tell someone to save their time. You are nothing to me Fuentes. Save me the aggravation." I used every breath in my lung for that. I could feel my tears swelling up again but this wasn't the time. He deserved every word. I slowly peeled away.

"Allison. I have a girlfriend."

Notes

Oh shit. New chapter later tonight :))