July 29th, 2009

Alex walked down the hallway with the axe in hand. She could hear Jimmy on her radio. She couldn't smell any smoke but there had been a call. This better not be any false alarm. This hallway had a familiar fill to it.

"Anyone in here? FDNY!" She yelled.

"Up here!" A man cried. Alex looked up a flight of stairs and sighed. She ran upstairs and man grabbed her throwing her to the ground. She looked up to see Ty standing above her.

"Ty??" Alex gasped.

"My name isn't Ty, Bitch." He dragged her into a dingy room. Alex's heart thumped loudly in her chest. She tried to break free from Ty, but he had a tight grip on him.

"Ty, please!!" Alex whimpered, "Please!!"

"Alexandra, shut up." He said, "and doesn't say my boyfriend is a cop. he will beat the shit out of you." Alex stared at him with wide eyes.

"Please, Ty." She sobbed. Ty punched her in the face.

"I said shut up." He snapped hitting her head against the ground. Alex grunted.

"Pl-please don't." She whispered.

"I will and I'll enjoy it." Ty growled undoing Alex's pants.

"N-No." Alex whimpered. Her entire body shook. "D-Don't."

"Shut up." He pulled his zipper down.

"N-No!!" Alex sobbed. "Please don't!!!"

"I am." Ty cackled as he pushed himself against her. Alex trembled.

"Jimmy will find me!." Alex screamed.

"Shut up." Ty grabbed her head and smashed it hard against the ground.

"No!" Alex screamed. "NO!!!"

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"NO!!!!!!!!!!" Alex screamed. Ty's eyes shot open from his sleep. He looked at his screaming wife. He shook her.

"Alex, wake up." Ty said.

"No, Ty!! Don't!" She sobbed. He shook her harder.

"Alex, you're having a bad dream!" Ty said. Alex blue eyes opened up. Her entire body was trembling. "Alex, are you all right?"

"What....What...." She whispered.

"You were having a nightmare." Ty said. He reached out to touch her hair, but she flinched. "Are you all right?"

"No." She whispered pulling her sheet tight around her sweaty body. He looked at her. She had pulled away from him.

"What was the dream about?" Ty asked. Alex's lips quivered.

"I...I can't tell you." Alex whimpered.

"Yes you can." Ty said, "please tell me." Alex looked at him with sad eyes.

"I...I w-was in the house again...and I was beaten again....and...and raped." She whispered.
"Oh Alex, you're dreaming about him again? I thought you were past that." Ty said. She shook her head.

"It wasn't him." Alex said. Ty looked at her oddly.

"Then who was it? Did you know him?" Ty asked. Alex nodded.

"It was you. T-Ty." She whispered still trembling. Ty was shocked. She dreamt about him beating and raping her??

"Alex, it was a nightmare. I would never ever do that." He said.

"It felt so real." She whimpered. Ty took her hand.

"It wasn't real." Ty said, "Can I hold you?"

"Please do." Alex whimpered. Ty gathered his wife in his arms and held her tightly. He thought she was past her attack. It had been many years since then. He couldn't believe she had dreamt about him in that way. It hurt him badly.

August 13th, 2009

Alex sat on the floor trying to put a pair of shoes on Caroline's feet. She growled playfully as she moved her foot.

"Carrie, please." Alex growled Caroline giggled moving her foot in the brown sandal.

"Funny girl." She said with a grin. Alex shook her head.

"Not too funny." Alex said. River started to crawl away. "Jade, get him."

"I don't want to." Jade said.

"I don't care. Get him please, Jade." Alex snapped. She hated shopping with the kids. She hated shoe shopping with the children even more. At least the sales clerk was nice to her. Jade jumped off of the footrest and grabbed River.

"Come on, RJ." She said. River moaned.

"RJ, please stay right here. Mommy wants to try some sneakers on your feet. You're going to be walking soon." Alex said.

"Alex Taylor?" Someone called out from the end of the aisle. Alex sighed. Just what she needed. Alex looked up and saw a slender woman with brown curly hair. She looked familiar.

"Ah...Yeah?" Alex asked.

"Oh my god!" She laughed walking up to her. "Alex Taylor."

"It's actually Alex Davis now." She said standing up. So much for buying new shoes.

"You don't know whom I am do you?" She asked. Alex shook her head.

"I'm sorry. I'm old and a mom. I don't have much of a brain left." She said. The woman laughed. That laugh sounded familiar.

"Blaire Davenport. Last time I saw you it was Twenty-Two years ago." Blaire said. Twenty-Two years ago. June 7th, 1988. Big hair, blue eye shadow, neon clothes. Graduation.

"Blaire! Oh wow!" Alex laughed hugging the woman. These two women used to be inseperatable, and then Blaire went to college in Paris. They never really kept in touch. "You haven't change."

"Bull poopy." She laughed looking at the kids, "Are these yours?" Alex smiled proudly.

"That one is Jade. She's six. That Caroline. She's three and that's our newest addition, River. He'll be one in October." Alex said.

"They're so precious." Blaire grinned.

"Do you have any, Blaire?" Alex asked. Blaire nodded.

"Antoinette is eighteen. She's starting college at Yale in a few days." Blaire grinned pulling out a wallet sized family picture, "That is Pierce. He's fifteen and on the high school football team and that there is Yvette. She's five. She was our surprise."

"I take it." Alex laughed, "Are you living in New York?" Blaire nodded.

"We just moved here to be closer to Antoinette." Blaire said, "I take it you're still here?" Alex nodded.

"Yes. I couldn't leave. I'm a firefighter now." Alex said.

"A firefighter. Oh yes, I heard about your father. I am sorry about that." Blaire said. Alex smiled weakly.

"Thank you. He died proudly." She said. Yvette looked at her mother.

"Mama, I need to go potty." She said. Blaire smiled.

"I'm sorry. I must go." Blaire said pulling out a business card, "Here. Give me a call. Maybe we can have a play date. Yve doesn't have many friends here." Alex nodded looking at the card.

"Yes. I would love that." Alex said, "It was so great seeing you again." Blaire nodded taking Yvette's hand.

"Like wise. Take care, Alexandra." Blaire waved goodbye and walked out of the store. Alex shook her head.

"Momma, who was that?" Jade asked.

"A blast from the past." Alex mumbled picking up three shoeboxes. She couldn't believe she had run into Blaire Davenport. That woman had been her best friend her junior and senior year of High School. She hadn't thought about her in many decades. Now they were older and had lives of their own. Maybe I should have gone to a high school reunion. Maybe the next one, Alex thought.

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