Brittany

Laying in the hospital bed I thought about what had happened, why did they do it, what

made me a victim, then on the hospital night stand I saw it, and I knew that the bandanna,

Alex's bandana was the reason that I that night was shot, I had the bandanna tied in my

hair when I was tutoring and I forgot to take it out, o' my gosh! I felt tears sting my eyes,

how could I have been so stupid! The door opened and Alex stepped in, "I'm sorry" I

whispered, he tilted his head, "I got my self shot I was wearing your bandanna" I was

sobbing now, he took me in his arms, " no love no, please don't cry" he held me close his

arms felt so good around me, "why aren't you upset?" Alex hung his head, "they did it

because of me, because I refused to join the blood again, they want me back" I took in a

breath, "please don't go back Alex" she held on to my arm with both hands, "I kissed her

forehead, "I wont but you have to go away for awhile I cant have you staying with me,

they will come for you" I shook my head, "where will I go?" he closed his eyes, "my

mom is going to pick you up and take you to Mexico with her, you'll stay there until

were married, I already packed you and she's already taken your stuff" my heart was

pounding, "please don't" I didn't want to let him go.

Alex

Does she think I want to let her go and move millions of miles away? Is she serious?

When she told me 'please don't' my heart fell apart, I took her in my arms, "well be

together again babe" I held her tight and close, "Alex?" I looked at her, "when is your

mom coming to get me?" I took in a breath, "she is coming when I check you out" I

looked out the window so she couldn't see the pain etched in my face.

Brittany

Today I was checking out of the hospital, Alex checked me out and I went down the

elevator and into the lobby. Alex's mom sat in one of the chairs by the wall, she smiled

and gestured out the door, I didn't want to let Alex's hand go, walking to the lobby door I

looked at Alex, he nodded and kissed my forehead and pressed something into my hand,

tears streamed down my face as I let go and left a piece of my self behind with my whole

world. As we drove away from the hospital I opened the piece of paper, I laughed he

wrote; Saturday night. You and me. Driving lessons. And hot sex.