Lexie, in shirt sleeves and Jackson in his silk robe, are sitting on the couch drinking coffee. Jackson notices that Lexie is wearing yellow suspenders. April is sitting nearby, watching them intently.
"Are you alright? You look nervous, upset."
"What can I tell you? It's been tough." Lexie says, looking at her thighs. "Hell, you know, it still hurts so much." Lexie says as she "poses sadly" for a moment. "Then on top of it all... it's the responsibilities. They've given me some of your accounts to take care of, just until you come back, but I've had no time to adjust. My mind has been reeling so much, and that's only because April was my friend."
Jackson reaches out and pats her arm. There is an awkward pause.
"Where were you this morning? I thought you were coming to the bank to sign those papers."
"I uh- I didn't have time. I went to the police, Lexie."
April looks at Lexie, amazed. Lexie, on the other hand, stiffens. She laughs nervously.
"You're kidding. Tell me you're kidding."
"Nope."
"You really did it? I don't believe... What did you tell them? What did they say?" Lexie asks Jackson, slightly frightened.
"You were right, you know. I felt like such a fool. They brought out a file on this psychic woman ten inches thick. It was pretty bad."
"A rip-off artist, huh?" Lexie wonders, clearly relieved.
"Jackson, no." April says. "She's the real deal."
Jackson sighs.
"Let it out buddy." Lexie encourages.
"The sad part is that I believed her. I believed her, Lexie. It was all a sham. I don't know what to think or what to do anymore."
"Sometimes we need to believe. There's nothing wrong with that Jackson." Lexie reassures.
"Why?... It's because I was a fool. I don't believe in anything anymore. I cannot believe in anything at all at this point. Why would people do such things?" Jackson asks sadly.
April is devastated.
"It's hard to face reality, Jack, the hard cold facts of it." Lexie says, milking it. "What you have to remember is the love you felt. That's what's real. You have to remember how good April was. How much April loved you."
Jackson holds back his tears. Lexie reaches out tenderly and strokes his hair.
"You were everything to April, Jackson. You truly meant the world to her. You were her life, through and through."
"I feel so alone." Jackson says, finally letting his tears fall.
"You're not alone. You're still young. You've got so much talent. You're fantastically gorgeous."
"Oh God, I don't know what's real anymore." Jackson says, appreciating Lexie's words. "I don't know what to think."
"Just think about April. Think about what she meant to you, the years you had together, how wonderful they were." Lexie says as she glides her hand slowly, lovingly across Jackson's cheek.
"Let your feelings out, Jack." Almost imperceptibly, her hand moves down to the nape of Jackson's neck. As Jackson moves, his robe opens slightly. Lexie notices, glimpsing his near nakedness beneath it. April notices, too.
She freezes.
"Life turns on a dime, Jack." Lexie continues. "People think they have forever, that they'll always have tomorrow. But it's not true because tomorrow is never promised. April taught us that. We have to live for now, for today."
Jackson can barely contain his tears. Lexie moves toward his moist cheeks and kisses them gently. Slowly, she guides her lips to Jackson's neck and kisses it, too. It is all hateful and sensual at the same time. April turns away. Jackson feels Lexie's tenderness, needs it. He does not notice Lexie's hand reaching for the cord on his robe and slowly pulling it toward her. With a little tug the cord unravels and the robe falls open. Jackson is confused, aroused, not sure what to do. He starts to pull it close, but Lexie's hand starts reaching for Jackson's member.
At this moment, April starts seeing red.
Her blood is boiling.
All she can see is her anger and at this point, April could literally kill someone with her anger.
"NO! HANDS OFF, YOU SNAKE! JACKSON IS MINE, GOT IT?! HE ISMINE! HE'SMINE!MINE!" April yells angrily.
April charges wildly at the couch and begins flailing uncontrollably at the two of them. Unexpectedly her foot kicks out and hits a framed photograph of him and Jackson that's sitting on their coffee table. The picture crashes to the floor with the glass shattering. Jackson jumps up, the mood suddenly broken. He sees the photo and recoils quickly. Lexie backs away. April is stunned by what has happened.
"What the-" April wonders as she looks at her hands.
She then jumps up and tries kicking over another picture but nothing moves. Her foot goes right through it. Jackson looks at Lexie, drying his tears.
"I can't. I'm sorry. I can't. It's too soon... You… you have been really great Lexie, but... I need you to leave. Please. I need you to." Jackson says as he closes his robe.
"Sure. It's okay. I understand. I really do." Lexie says, crestfallen. She reaches out and takes Jackson's hand.
"Look, what if we have dinner tomorrow night? Just talk. Can I interest you in that?" Lexie asks.
"NO! DON'T TRUSTTHISMOTHERFUCKING BITCH!" April yells towards Jackson.
Jackson hesitates a moment and then nods his head. Lexie smiles.
"Until tomorrow, Jack." Lexie says as she exits the loft.
"I need to find that subway ghost, ASAP!" April says as she exits the loft as well.
