Alex doesn't help much either

I was exhausted. Not a physical, 'Oh wow, my arms are so sore,' but rather I couldn't think straight. My mind was a jumble of ideas and emotions. The stir causing unrest in my guts and legs. I was just so tired of the continuous mess of things in my head. I just wanted to stop. But I doubted I could lay down and actually sleep.

You know most people my age are out at the movies having fun with friends on a Friday night like this. Not me, of course. My unlucky ass was pretty much under house arrest, stuck inside with a slightly upset adopted sister.

Alex was pissy because Jody made her come home early due to the fact there was a psychopath wondering in town. Which, to be fair, was an reasonable request. But she'd rather be with her boyfriend doing whatever the hell they do. I really didn't care or want to know. I just knew she was too pretty to be dealing with an asshole like the football captain.

Hours had past and it was nearing midnight. Alex had found one of those shitty channels that plays black and white movies twenty-four-seven. I guess Friday nights were horror fests. Usually I would've loved to sit down and make fun of how cheesy they were with Alex, but the only thing I was paying attention was how much this situation sucked.

People were in danger and all I could do is sit here. Wallowing in the guilt of nearly killing one of my only friends.

Friends, huh? It took one of them almost being killed and the other to freak out on me to realize just how much they meant to me. Hell, they made my high school experience bearable. They had my back and I just ignored them. Wouldn't let them close.

God, why do I fucking suck so much?

"Alright, what crawled up your ass and died." Alex asked arching an eyebrow.

"Fuck off." I intoned.

She frowned. "No, how about you lighten the hell up. You've already ruined my night the least you could do was not be such a wet blanket. How am I supposed enjoy these films with your snarky commentary?"

I looked at the dark haired girl. Her arms were crossed waiting for an answers. I paused for a second.

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried about Chance." I sighed.

"He's fine Claire." She attempted to miss misinform me.

Not that Alex was necessarily wrong. Jody had called earlier to tell me of about his condition. But all I knew was that he was conscious. Which was a good sign but that didn't mean it was all rainbows and sunshine. "I'm aware he's still alive and kicking but he was stabbed in the neck, so excuse me for being concerned." I snapped.

"You're being a bitch again." Alex rolled her eyes.

"Fuck… I just feel guilty I guess." I sighed.

"I get it, but it's not your fault. You didn't cut his neck. Some monster did." She said almost matter-of-factly.

I shrugged my shoulders. She was right. I needed to stop blaming myself, it wouldn't help anything. I'd just get into the same negative cycle I did with blaming myself for my parents deaths. It'd only cause unneeded turmoil.

"I know…" I exhaled.

I made a promise to myself then. I'd be there for them now. I'd try to get closer to them. I mean, they didn't have to know about the whole hunting and magic side of my life but still. They were important to me. And I didn't want to loose them. I needed to be close with other people because I was going to go crazy if I didn't.

She moved the blanket as an invitation to join her on the couch. I shifted to be able to share the covers with her. Sticking my cold bare feet on the inside of her knees. She gasped and hit my shoulder, gaining slightly mischievous giggles from me. Jody always kept the house freezing, which didn't help my already cold nature.

We finally settled, I relaxed for the first time in hours. Even enough to actually give my famous commentary on the cheesy gore fest. I always pointed out plot holes, unrealistic monster prosthetics, and how the majority of the cast were annoyingly heterosexual. Alex on the other hand liked to insult the outdated makeup and hairdos of the films. Soon enough our laughter made a beautiful duet with the over done screams of the actresses.

I missed this. Just hanging out with Alex. We barely saw each other now that she was always hanging out with her boytoy. A nickname she hated nearly as much as ass-munch. But what did she expect? He was an utter dick. 'Fuckboy' comes to mind first when I imagine him. I never understood her need to be in a relationship. Especially with the kind of boys she was apparently into. She was way too beautiful to have to put up with their bullshit. Made me wonder if she was okay, I know what happened in her past and I'm sure that was damaging.

I stopped pondering about what could possibly be wrong with Alex and turned my attention back to the screen. It wasn't something I was going to bring up as of right now anyways. Soon after we finished the first movie in a long forgot slasher series my phone lit up with a call.

"Ugh, if it's not Jody tell 'em to fuck off." Alex groaned.

I grinned, then picked up my phone. My heart dropped when I saw it was Jay. I clicked the green button to answer.

"Jay? Are you--"

I was interrupted by Jay's frantic words. "Claire, it's Chance. He called and said he's going to the woods again. He's gone crazy or something! I'm going to woods to make sure he's not going to hurt himself. I know I don't really know anymore but--"

"Jay do not go the woods. You're going to get yourself fucking killed!" I barked.

"This is Chance we're talking about Claire. I know he might not be your best friend but he's mine and I'm going to help." They sound like they were about to cry.

"Jay listen--" They hung up the phone.

"Fuck!" I yelled.

"What was that all about?" Alex wrinkled her nose at me.

"Jay's going back to the woods because Chance is there." I sat up and started to gather some things. Like my keys, a pistol, and my shoes. "I'll be back soon."

"There is no way in hell I'm letting you go alone." Alex growled.

"Well too fucking bad. You're not coming." I snarled back.

"I'm coming with you or I'm calling Jody." She threatened.

"You are not blacking mailing me." I grumbled.

"Try me." She grinned.

Fucking shit…

I ran out to my car and hopped inside. Alex following suit.

"Buckle up." I commanded as I peeled out of the driveway.