Chapter 10

Dirty little secrets...

...I've rise from my grave. nough said. on with the story

Dream/slash from Alex's point

"Why are you so secretive all the time John?"

"My dearest Alex why would you ever think I was keeping secrets from you...?"

"I dont know...I guess I sometimes see something in your eyes. I just get this feeling your holding things back from me John."

"Never Alexander. I care for you too much to do that to you. You know all my secrets. All I am willing to share with you at the moment."

Alex smiled as she snuggled her face into his warm chest. Such a sweet scent...you could almost drown in it if you wished.

End dream

Alex rolled over in bed a smile slowly growing on her face. A good memory. But the smile slowly faded as memories once again enveloped her. John. He was a beautiful person. No doubt about it. He made her feel so special. So amazing...

And yet, he dissapeered. She huffed. "He fucking used you Alex. Wine, dine then 69." Thats it. Then why did it feel like more? Why was she remembering was the real question? It was ridiculous!

She sighed. It was another day ahead of her as she slowly walked out of her room as a rush of pain when to her hip. Rolling down her pants slightly she noticed an extremely large bruise tainting her skin.

"Kickass. Damn ice of doom!", she grumbled, making coffee for another helish day ahead of her.

The weather was lovely today. It was still quite snowy but the sun managed to peak its heads from behind the clouds. As she walked down her and Charlies street she realized something quite strange.

Charlie wasn't there.

Alex scrunched her eyebrows in confussion but then shrugged it off as nothing more. She couldn't always count that Charlie would be there, but she was just slightly taken for not seeing him for the first time.

"Crap...that means I have to go to work". She kicked a random pile of snow, feeling proud of herself to causing pain to snow and it fell into a heap of nothing. Smiling she continued on her way to work.

Sitting in her office she fell back into daydreaming. Ignoring the phone that kept ringing, memories of the past once again swept up clouding her mind.

Memory

They were sitting in some random park watching as the last bit of sunset went down. It was such a romantic setting, only meant for lovers eyes. Leaning her head againest Johns shoulder she let the world melt away.

"I love spending time with you John. Your perfect", Alex whispered as she nuzzled her face in his neck.

John couldn't help but smile. That was all he wanted, as he reached down to kiss her sweet lips and---

"Hey Alex! Line 1! A Mr. Wonka is for you!", as Alex was snapped out of her daydream and shock slowly washed over her face.

Picking up the phone, and hitting the 1 button.

"Hello...", she whispered.

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