-1Ok, so I haven't updated in two days because I was tired XO, I had to go to church , and I had to go to a family reunion XP. Friday, I did a stupid thing which ate up my time. My friend's mom came to school and brought us ice cream. I didn't finish mine, so I put it in my lunch bag. Ummm, what was I thinking? I got ice cream all over my lunch bag, my oversized purse, my sweater, and horror of all horrors, my probably $150 English book O.o At least I wasn't the only stupid person that day. In AFM, some genius goes up to the teacher with blood streaming down his arm. The teacher yells for everyone to shut up, and someone to go to the office. She asked the kid why he did what he did, and he said "I didn't think it'd go in that deep." What'd he do? He stapled his arm. XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD My school has sooooo many smart ppl!!!
In other news, I apologize for religious content of Chapter 2. If it offended anyone, I'm sorry. It was meant for ironic purposes, I just forgot the note. I'm sorry.
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Alexis sat crouched behind her broken down car, staring in frightened dismay at the black clouds rumbling and swirling over head. The winds whipped vehemently at her hair and clothes, tearing her away from her secure hold to the side of the car. As the winds grew stronger, she began to fret, wondering if the ominous weather meant to foreshadow her inevitable death.
She stood up, struggling to keep her feet placed firmly on the ground, to keep from being blown away. She peeked over the hood of the car and looked to the right then again to the left. The road was completely empty. Desperate, she surveyed her surrounding, hoping to see a stray house. All she saw was an endless line of vacant fields and trees. There was not a soul in sight.
Swallowing hard to try to keep her composure, she reached into her purse. Trembling, she tried to call for help on her cell phone. There was no signal. Just as she thought she'd gotten it to work, the wind tore it away from her grasp. She gave a small cry as it disappeared into a dust devil.
She stood still, trying to think of what to do. Gradually, she became aware of a low rumble that grew increasingly louder until she heard the roaring of a train. At first, she was confused. She had not seen any train tracks. Slowly, she began to realize that her fate was sealed.
She hurried around the other side of the car, searching for refuge from the violent force about to overtake her. Tears of fright spilled from her amber eyes as the massive force raced closer.
"ALEXIS!!!" someone shouted over the hurricane-force winds.
"Wh-what?" she whimpered, whipping her head around.
"GRAB MY HAND! I"LL GET YOU OUTTA HERE!!!" Chazz stood in front of her, clutching the trunk of the car and holding one thin, pale hand out to her. "TRUST ME. NOTHING WILL EVER HURT YOU."
She swallowed hard again, but seized his hand. The two ran for the cover of a bridge. It seemed as though the more they ran, though, the farther away it became. Just then, a burst of particularly strong wind tore their hands apart. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit back a scream as she went through the air, waiting to hear the crunch of her bones being crushed as she was flung about like a rag doll.
Jumping, she awoke. At first, she was afraid that Charles might have done something to her. Then, she remembered that she was safe because she wasn't home.
Still trying to catch her breath and calm the pounding of her heart in her ears, she gazed about the guest room. Her memory came flooding back to her. How she'd flung her wedding ring across the yard then decided to spend the night at Chazz's mansion.
She groped the inside of her nightgown until she felt the cool of metal against her sweaty palm. Pulling the chain out, she watched as the diamonds glistened brightly in the moonlight. Sighing, she eased back down amongst the soft, feather pillows; however, she was anything but relaxed.
She began to think about her past and what it might have to do with the nightmares she'd been having.
In high school, she and Chazz had both gone to Duel Academy. At first, they hadn't paid much attention to each other, or, rather, she thought they hadn't. In reality, he'd adored her since prep school, and when he finally overcame his fear of confessing his love, he'd confessed it in a manner that was too strong for her. Because of his rash and hasty actions, she'd rejected him. He had not only disgusted her, he'd disturbed her too. She had been worried he might start stalking her; however, he wasn't the one she'd had to worry about.
When he'd pulled back, she'd given in to him, and decided that she did like him, after all. So they started dating. Soon, they'd fallen deeply in love and become best friends. They'd told each other everything and always sacrificed for the other. She'd always had his shoulder to cry on, and he, likewise, always could find refuge from his cold, abusive family in her arms.
His parents didn't mind their relationship; however, her parents didn't approve. At first, they hadn't done anything about it. As they grew closer, though, her parents grew livid. They didn't want Alexis to be dating, especially not Chazz Princeton. However, despite the fact that the world was against their relationship, nothing could tear them apart. It didn't matter what her parents thought, what Slade and Jagger thought, or what Jaden and Zane thought. Nothing in the world mattered when they had each other. How naive they'd been.
After six months of dating and spending all their time together, she'd moved in his dorm room with him. They'd done most everything, except for have sex. She'd even slept next to him a few times, even though she'd known it was wrong. And several times, they'd come close to having sex, but something always happened to prevent them, such as a friend knocking on the door.
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One day, Chazz took Alexis into an empty classroom.
"Lex," he told her, "we can't do this forever. We can't hold back. We can't control ourselves. I know we've talked about it a lot, and we know what we want. We know we want to stay together for the rest of our lives. That's why I'm asking you this today."
He got down on one knee and held out an open box with a very expensive, almost priceless, ring in it. "Alexis Rhodes, will you marry me?"
She stared into his eyes. Shakily, she nodded. "Yes."
He placed the ring on her finger. They smiled at each other, never having been in so much ecstasy. Little did she know how foolish her dreams were.
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Alexis remembered how they were to be married in a month and how they'd hurried to get ready. Her parents did not need to sign for her--she was sixteen. But Chazz's parents had to sign for him since he was sixteen and the law stated that he must be eighteen. Nevertheless, the plans went along smoothly. And on her wedding day, she'd never been happier.
They'd gotten to the ceremony, and the minister had recited the vows. Chazz was about to say 'I do' when her father and one of the employees from the Princeton Corporation--Charles Grayton--burst in. They'd taken Alexis and Chazz aside privately to speak with them on 'an important matter.'
Then, they charged Chazz with the embezzlement of millions of dollars from the Princeton Corporation. Much to Alexis' shock, they'd produced evidence, such as pictures and bank statements made out in his name. The deposit slips even had his signature on them, as well as the correct amount that they'd named.
Chazz was confused by this accusation, and had denied all charges made against him. Even though the odds were against him, Alexis believed him. She'd taken his hand and stood up for him, telling Charles and her father to back off.
"I'm going to marry him and you can't stop us with this. I'll stand by him even if he has to go to jail because I know Chazz would never do this. He's one of the heirs to the corporation. Why would he ruin his future and take what would be his eventually? And what's more, his share of the inheritance is far more than that measly amount. Why would he waste his chance at an inheritance for a couple of million bucks? Even now he already has so much! More than what was stolen, actually. No, someone else did it, not my Chazzy!"
"You may believe so," her father had said, "but if you don't end this wedding right now, we'll tell his parents and the police. And we have proof. You have nothing to back your word and his 'innocence.'"
"I won't--" she'd begun, then looked at Chazz.
"It's what's best," he'd whispered, "It's Ok, we'll have another chance to get married once this clears up I promise."
"Ok." she'd reluctantly agreed. She'd truly believed they would have another chance. They never would.
Soon afterwards, her father forced them to move, and Charles pulled out of the Princeton Corporation to develop his sect into its own company. She'd found this to be awfully suspicious, but never said anything for fear of Chazz's reputation.
When she graduated, her father had used Chazz's 'crime' as blackmail, and forced her to marry Charles. She'd cried and begged him not to.
"He's a good man. He'll provide for you. Plus, he's mature. He'll make a good husband for you." her father had told her, "You won't have billions of dollars, but you'll have a good life. You'll be well off. Besides, he needs a young wife due to his position in society."
"If he's so great why is he still single?" she'd argued.
"I'm not sure. I think his wife died..."
"Huh. So I'm rebound?"
"He's watched you from a distance for some time now. And he's chosen you out of all the girls on this earth. Be grateful."
"I'll say he's watched me." she'd muttered.
She had noticed. He hadn't just watched her, he'd followed her, stalked her with lustful eyes. She'd recognized immediately that he was a greedy, selfish man. Not like Chazz. Chazz could be selfish, but in a different way. He was a good person deep inside, and he did care about the welfare of others. Charles, on the other hand, pretended to be a good man. He was snaky and sly, like a fox. He was out to take what he wanted, even if he had to use people, step on them, abuse them.
Through fraud and deceit, Charles had conducted his business and made a name for himself. Amazingly, no one had found out, except for her. For this reason, he made sure to keep her in her place by beating her, figuring that she'd try to tell. Of course, she could say nothing, do nothing. They still had blackmail and 'proof.' Alexis had no proof. She had eyewitness accounts, but only her own. It was her word against his. And he would win due to his prominence and reputation as 'honest.'
She remembered having cried silently all through her marriage ceremony. When he'd kissed her, she'd shuddered coldly. She had not kissed him back.
She remembered hiding from him on their wedding night, having locked herself in the bathroom and faked being sick from too much wine. She had, in the end, grown ill, but from grief and anxiety.
All these months, she'd gotten her way out of sex. She'd either been 'too tired,' 'sick,' 'on her period,' or had given him so much wine at dinner it'd put him to sleep. She'd even grown so desperate as to drug his food, which she did frequently. That is, until he grew suspicious and would not eat it until she confessed and stopped. Now, she had no way out of it. Except through Chazz.
It was time they stopped running from the inevitable. It was time they stopped being unhappy. It was time they stood up for themselves and exposed Charles for the man he really was. It was time that they could finally have what they wanted, needed, deserved. It was time they could be together again. She would not run. Chazz would protect her. Through love, they'd prevail. Charles' reign as King of Grayton Industries, of the town of Levitt, and her was over.
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There you have it, Chazz and Alexis' sad, sad past. : ( But it's not even close to the climax yet!!!! I'll put more up, so long as I don't pack ice cream in my bag or get attacked by Staple Boy O.o ---oh no!
BTW---I can't find one of my stories. It's on the Complete list and on my account, but not on the list of "All Status" or something like that. It's called "This Is Why I'm Hot" so if you see it, please let me know. Either it ran away, Atticus stole it, or Adrian got mad at me for writing it and deleted it from the all status page.
