42| Siesta Sleeze (pt. 1)

After the day we went parasailing, almost a week went by, and the dramas between Alec and I ceased to exist. But on the other hand, so did any interaction between us.

Alec had made himself scarce. He and Ryan were still on good terms, but it seemed he didn't have any interest in joining in on our activities either. We were civil at home in the mornings, but mainly he would pop in and out to take care of Nelson, and then he wouldn't return home till after Ryan and I were in bed.

Part of me found it nice, because my anxiety and insecurities decreased greatly. But on the other hand, I missed having him around. Something drew me to Alec, and toxic or not, I missed talking to him.

I had just finished curling my hair with my curling wand, setting it down on the counter in my bathroom. I hadn't taken the time to curl my hair in a while, and I felt like I wanted to try and look nice tonight. I completed my makeup before making my way over to my closet.

I wasn't sure what to wear. Ryan said we